Leo Babauta is the author of one of my favorite blogs, zenhabits.net. I enjoy reading his writing, and I believe that he lives his advice. Living my advice is something I aspire to do one day. For now, I’m living my life and writing about what happens. Slightly less impressive.
Anyhoo… in a couple of recent posts, Leo has been encouraging his readers to savor things on a daily basis, in order to slow down, see more, enjoy more, and get more out of life.
I’m into getting more, so I thought I’d test out one of his suggestions. Grab a square of dark chocolate, put it in your mouth, and sit there for a moment. Just sit there, and become aware of the depth of the flavors. The feel of the chocolate. Contemplate those that grew the cacao beans, the artisans that crafted the chocolate bar… Really, you should visit his post, because he has a beautiful way of describing this act that is truly compelling.
Upon reading the post, I immediately dipped into my stash of dark chocolate, whipped out my Godiva 72% Cacao Dark Chocolate bar and snapped off a square. Then I got a little worried. What if I didn’t do it right? What if I couldn’t taste anything more deep than “chocolate”? I don’t know anything about the people who grew the beans that went into the bar I bought! What do I do now?! And then I told myself to shut up. Just shut up, close your eyes and put the damn chocolate square in your cakehole.
And do you know what? That was some of the best chocolate I ever tasted in my whole life. I closed my eyes right there at my desk, in the middle of an open concept office, and didn’t even care who saw me. I put half of the chocolate square in my mouth, and let it sit on my tongue for a moment, before pressing it up to the roof of my mouth. It felt smooth, and when it began to melt, it was positively velvety. The chocolate had a faintly citrusy flavor, maybe orange. But mostly, it was simply chocolaty-er. When I bit into the chocolate, I noticed that it felt slightly waxy at first, but then it melted immediately, and was soft and gooey.
That moment was rich and sinful and delicious and wonderful. I did not contemplate the growers. I did not think about the artisans that crafted the bar, except to think that it was probably not artisans, and more likely a machine that made my bar. For those 90 seconds, I was living to feel and taste the chocolate. It was altogether a spectacular moment, and one I am eager to repeat!