A spoon delivers life sustaining nourishment to the mind, body, and soul…

Literally, and figuratively.

The genetic lottery bestows on most of us some starter spoons at birth.

Whether or not those spoons will be nurtured and grow into full blown serving utensils is an entirely different wager.

Couple that with the fact that some of us receive sporks in lieu of spoons…

Sporks: an ingenious invention that combined a spoon with a fork for the purposes of performing both functions sufficiently, but neither function proficiently to get you by in a pinch.

And the picture starts to get a little clearer.

Many of us give away our spoons in the service of others hoping that when the day comes, and we need it most they will be repaid in kind.

This is a huge gamble due to a multitude of variables over which we have zero control.

1.  We have no idea how many spoons a person starts with.
2.  We cannot know the number of starter spoons that were nurtured into full size utensils.
3.  We don’t know if a person gave their spoons away or were somehow robbed of them.
4.  We do not often get to know when someone is given sporks instead of spoons from the get-go and are near starving from lack of nutrients.

Sporks never become spoons. They will always have forked edges and deliver less sustenance than a well-developed spoon.

If we are lucky, we can learn to craft our own nourishing spoon.

One specific to us would require years of experience and likely be decades in the making.

If we manage to craft and perfect the spoon of self-love… it is the one spoon we must never give away.

And if we find ourselves let down when others are falling short of our expectations…

Perhaps we need just ask ourselves…might they simply be out of spoons?

©Dani Heart

3-3-2024