Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Spooning – A loving Practice

Spooning – A loving Practice



I was never much of a kisses and cuddles type of guy, especially in public. There was too much Irish macho pride at stake. I was brought up in a Man's world of work and pubs. Being in love just wasn't allowed and one night stands were like trophy's to hang on the bar-room wall.

Although on reflection the above paragraph does seem crass, it was required for what is to follow.

Now here's the boring bit...for most of you, but please bear with me.

In the last 10 years, I have moved out of the dreaded 40's and in to the Nifty 50's. Things have changed. I have found peace, fought and beat alcohol abuse, exercise regular and best of all I have a deep and satisfying meditation practice.

So where does the loving practice of spooning come in to it. Well while on the journey to find my true-self. I found that I was actually a loving type of guy. I dropped the macho persona and out came this natural loving kindness.

In the last 6 years my wife and I have found a wonderful new love for life and each other. Strangely my wife who is a non-meditator is a better person through my meditation practice, we agree more and we share a loving kindness that wasn't there before. Why is she better? It's because I'm balanced and more empathic to her needs and she feels this.



Right sorry, back the loving practice of spooning, well I have found the perfect start to the day, first thing on awakening, we don't lay in bed looking at the ceiling nor facing opposite walls. We don't stress about the day to come. We spoon, yes there's nothing better than a good spoon.

Spooning makes me feel all warm inside, like a glowing fire on a chilly winter's eve.

It started about 6 years ago. One morning, I was in lying there in bed, trying to open my eyes and get the ol' grey matter ticking over, pondering the day ahead. Anyway, I turned over on my side and faced my wife, who was in her normal position facing "her" wall. For some reason I moved in closer and that's when I felt the spoon take over.

That warm embrace of two people who have known each other forever.

(But somehow one had felt uncomfortable enough not to wrap their body around the other forming one shape)

I was instantly warm and calm. And then, as we laid there in the silence of the Spoon, I understood, this was all I need to start my day. Every morning that we are together we start the day with a spoon. Sunday morning spooning is spoon marathon day.

So if you haven't tried it, please do, like meditation changed my life, spooning changed my marriage.

So spread peace, love, and happiness one spooning session at a time. You won't regret it

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Mark O'H
I awoke from dark place, no not enlightenment but an acceptance of who I am and what I had become. For the first time in my life I was not... 

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