Friday, 27 January 2012
Friday 13th's stone
Mindfully eating a kiwi fruit
Overripe, gold kiwi fruit - furry skin, green under brown. The stalk, crumpled in a symetrical circle. Remember, the fruit is a seed pod of an unknown (to me) flower. Tiny stamens just visible at the pinched end.
Dissected now - an inner circle of thousands of tiny black seeds, white star like fronds out towards the skin. Inside the ring of seeds is an ovular ring linking stalk and tip.
It smells of the sun, fresh life and good health. Scooping out a spoonful, rolling it round my mouth it feels smooth, soft, sharp, sweet. It slips down my throat easily.