Love the Cream

I love it when ideas collide. When I am thinking, talking about something, and suddenly I think of a connection to something else that at first view is totally unrelated.

So it is with cream. Cream is to most minds always of great value. The ‘cream of the crop’,’creaming it’ the ‘creme de la creme’. It is always a word used in association with success and with quality; with the best.

But in diet, cream has ended up with a bad rap. Most in the western world would tell you that cream is bad for you. Sure, in small amounts it’s fine, but to consume it in any quantity is going to be really bad for you. So is this true? My grandmother lived to 104 and loved cream and butter. So I’ve often wondered about how bad it can be.

A friend of mind who is a professional nutritional maverick told me a great story about cream. A researcher in the early 20th century studied a people living in a remote Swizz valley who had exceptional health, and an unrefined diet. On village sports day, athletes would be given a large bowl of pure cream; their version of a sports drink.

So what’s my point?

Homogenised milk still has cream, it’s just busted into tiny globs throughout the milk.

And so too I believe we homogenise our lives, taking an intellectual approach to how we live.

We don’t take risks, and we don’t trust our instincts about what we know, what we do and what we believe. We bust the cream, that which is great, into globules that become indistinct; but in their busted down form, fester unrealised.

I tell clients who come to me to mentor and advise them on excellent communication that what rises to the surface, what you recall from a conversation, a speech, a book, a documentary, a movie days later was the essence of the story and what you neeeded to learn. And if the originator was skilled, what you recall is what they intended.

Let the cream rise to the surface. Trust it, enjoy it.

The Soul of the Vowel

The ability of human beings to speak is a an enormous gift, and one that we often seem to take forgranted.

Compared to any other living being on the planet, the sophistocation of our physical ability to manipulate sound and use language is magnificient.

I sometimes hear people debate that words and language are not the most important part of ur communication.ud They say body language, and who we are being are more important than the words.

I think they underestimate the power of the word. In spirituality, from Christianity to Buddhism, Hinduism and Islam, the word is seen as a vibration that started the world.

Word and world are similar words.

My point is that speaking is energy, vocalising is an energy, and it is a powerful energy to communicate. It is sacred, and we should pause often to put heart into how we speak and treasure the gift of the spoken word.

I once spent some time learning tibetan throat singing and we would do an exercise to chant the vowel sounds, a, e, i, o, u. As we ran the sounds together a harmonic would start to appeear between the letters, like a vocal rainbow. It was magic.. We were focusing on the vibration of the spoken word. In between the letters, we were expressing soul. It is like the difference between thinking and being; the space between, unconconscious. I find it interesting that all our consonants block sound, the ps, the bs, gs and other sounds. So that blocking gives us sophistocation in language, but an interuption too, an intellectual interuption.

I’d like to think we can use the vowels to meditate, and in meditation, treat our human languages as sacred, as energy with power to communicate, to connect, and to love.