You know how songs either have a clear ending or they fade out? Lunch for me yesterday was a gradual fade out. After a heaping plateful of food, I was in the kitchen slicing a peach to put on another Wasa cracker with peanut butter, when I heard a small inner voice say: “You’re done.”

I ignored the voice, as usual. Then I heard: “You don’t need more food now.” But I was in the flow of eating, and that juicy firm orange flesh of the peach was so enticing!

So I said to the voice: “Geez, it’s only a peach!” A partial truth.

Then I heard: “It doesn’t matter what it is. You’re no longer hungry. Remember what’s important.”

So, I did. This time, anyway, I finally did. I took a deep breath, and I remembered how I’ve been aiming for that comfortable fullness after a meal that signals enough.

“Enough.” That word touches me deeply. It’s like a prayer for humanity. Enough consumerism. Enough trashing the planet, enough hating other humans, etc… So by choosing “enough” food for myself, however tiny a step that might be, I’m being the change I want to see in the world.

I put the peach aside, knowing I would enjoy it more later, anyway.

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