I figured it was just going to be another meal. Turns out, it was some literal food for thought! If you’ve ever been to a Dim Sum restaurant, you know that having a conversation at the table is tough. You’re constantly being interrupted by the the clanking of food carts and a waiter offering you up another bite size portion of something you can’t identify. Don’t get me wrong — Dim Sum is great. Plus, I always have a lot of nervous energy making any type of relaxation out of the question. The atmosphere was right up my alley.
As I sat there eating, I noticed a man at another table — alone. He had a goofy smile on his face and he was anal-retentive to the Nth degree. Whereas I just put the food in my mouth and chew (you know, like a normal person) he was meticulously taking his time with EVERYTHING. From picking up the fork to sipping his tea to swallowing — it was all calculated, or so it seemed. Then I realized this man is a genius — maybe even God trying to teach me something through my taste buds.
I was stressed out the entire car ride over to the restaurant. In addition to my new full-time job in which I’m charged with the task of creating my company’s PR & Marketing department, I had four other friends and/or businesses asking for my help with their publicity. Did I also mention I’m a regular part-time freelance writer for Us Weekly Magazine? Where was I supposed to find the time to do all of this? Why am I the go-to person all of a sudden? Trust me, I’m thankful. VERY thankful. But I was about to go nuts.
In all times, especially moments like this, I have to resort to my spirituality. What is God and the given situation is trying to convey? As I watched the man at the other table, two thoughts popped into my head. The first: although what seems like a lot on my plate is really nothing that I can’t handle. It wouldn’t be in front of my face if I couldn’t. The second: take time to chew your food. In other words, slow down — breath — and embrace the moments of relaxation. Take after the man at the other table who was not going to let anyone or anything interfere with his feast.
Even after realizing this man was one smart “fortune” cookie, I still had my doubts. I always do. I’m human. Then I looked over at the decoration on the wall. I’m not just a creative Pisces who has a ton of passion and a lot of drive. In the Chinese Zodiac, I’m a dragon. How’s that for a tip?