The Healing Power of Celery and Chocolate
You may have noticed the absence of my blog last week…this was due to a variety of reasons but mainly due to a visit to my best friend, Shelly, out in Somerset.
Not only was it a miracle in itself that I was able to drive myself all that way from London after the past year of limited capacity to even walk – it proved I’m well on the road to recovery – but the road trip itself taught me something I’d like to share.
The Healing Power of Celery and Chocolate – a road trip
So here it is…the lesson I’d like to share…and apologies for the cliché but….it’s all about the journey… 🙂
I didn’t want to take motorways as not only do I find them highly monotonous and stressful as full of insane drivers, I wanted the ability to pull over at short notice in case I needed to visit the hedgerows shall we say 🙂
So my partner, Paul, planned me a route which he’d previously done on his motorbike in 3 hours. So off I tootled setting off at 10 am missing the morning rush hour, aiming for a pub garden lunch stop at a location I loved, as it was a gloriously sunny day.
Along I went, taking old A roads, minor B roads, through villages, along rivers, uphill and down dale as the saying goes…and by lunch time, 3 hours later, I was only half way to my friend’s…Oops..of course cars are slower than bikes…
My stomach was complaining, but I knew a great pub garden was just round the corner…the perfect garden with the perfect view …I could hang on…the hunger pangs were kicking in….I noticed my irritability and impatience rise with ‘country’ drivers and slow moving farm trucks….
I had a fixed frown….I didn’t notice my favourite villages as I drove through them, eyes focused on the road ahead, as my lunch was waiting for me …just round the next corner…that perfect table overlooking those fabulous rolling hills..
I Reached The Perfect Destination
Finally at 3pm I reached the pub! The sun was shining and I was starving! But they’d stopped serving food . Noooooo! I was gutted…and angry! I was shaking due to my blood sugar crash – but there was another local pub I could try!…
So off I shot round winding lanes through stunning countryside to the next pub. But no….closed. “God, why don’t people serve food all day like they do in civilised London!!“ I screamed (in my head :))
So off I shot again, carrying on my journey through the most gorgeous parts of Somerset. Looking out for on any sign I could see that said ‘food served all day’….but none appeared. Finally an hour later I noticed a Tesco….really? A Tesco sandwich was going to be my lunch – the lunch of an explorer and adventurist?
No it wasn’t ….it was worse. There was a café and I ended up with a rather horrid toasted cheese open sandwich with some very sorry looking rocket plonked on the top but God did I feel better for eating….and then I gave myself a good talking to!
It’s all about The Journey
Because I’d missed my glorious journey…well most of it…as I kept chasing my pub lunch, just round the corner – I’d passed other places but they weren’t perfect – not as perfect as MY pub garden…I‘d ignored the signs my body was giving me – the trembling, the tightness growing in my gut, my increasing anger. With the mindfulness I’ve been practicing I had been aware of these feelings but had chosen to push them aside. I ignored them! What a ******* idiot!
But no, I wasn’t an idiot….I was simply being human…being driven to reach the perfect destination, the location I had pictured in my head – excited by the freedom that had finally returned and simply forgotten – just for that moment – to slow down, to not expect things to be as I want them to be or as I think they should be. I’d forgotten to notice the signs that things can change – things always change.
Here’s a quote that came to mind…
So why the blog tittle ‘The healing power of celery and chocolate’?
Well, my trip raised my spirits considerably with moments of joy especially around celery and homemade raw cocoa treats.
Here’s a photo of my best friend feeding her neighbours celery…Brownie enjoys a close up…
and here are the yummy chocolate treats she helped me make as a present for someone…they tasted better than they looked 😉
My journey home was via a shorter route but I did indeed take it slower and enjoyed every minute of it 🙂
I hope my story has inspired you to maybe take your next journey with more awareness, especially as summer moves into the gorgeous surrounding colours of Autumn…
If you’ve ever found yourself rushing to get to the perfect destination, then let me know below!
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