At Kripalu, breakfasts in the main dining room are silent, something I haven’t experienced since my seminary days 50-some years ago, and so far the silence has been not only bearable, but thoroughly enjoyable. It’s given me the chance to choose what thoughts to think, to slowly select something to consider as I eat instead of dashing madly among thoughts as they stampede through me. My mind is usually a crazy place in the morning, and the silence here has allowed me to sort my early thoughts out, to set them apart and see them clearly with my coffee, tofu, and toast. It has made the meal more like a trouble-free reflection than a quick gulping down and getting on with the day. It’s also been inspiring to see so many people sitting silently with their food, eating with thoughtfulness and perhaps understanding. In a world widely shaken by the noise of misfortune, here are people taking pleasure in silence, eating and drinking with silent delight. Here is a morning meal made of stillness and appreciation.
Written at The Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health,
with Delycia for R+R
July 3, 2013