Chakras
In the Kitchen: The Abdominal Chakra
In the kitchen, the abdominal chakra refused to let us start with oatmeal because “we deserve something with a more substantial energy charge, like chocolate cake.” Then the heart chakra sighed dramatically: “You never give me…
In the kitchen, the abdominal chakra refused to let us start with oatmeal because “we deserve something with a more substantial energy charge, like chocolate cake.” Then the heart chakra sighed dramatically: “You never give me enough love — you don’t even make the coffee with care!”
The throat chakra started protesting on the way to the office: “If you stay silent at the meeting again, I’ll stop working altogether!” she threatened me. Meanwhile, the third eye would not stop projecting apocalyptic future scenarios, including how I would be late for the meeting, then be fired and end up living under a bridge.
The crown chakra, like a true aristocrat, spent the whole day dreaming of enlightenment, completely ignoring the chaos below. “Earthly worries are none of my concern,” she declared contemptuously.
At the end of the day, the chakras sat down for a general meeting to discuss my “serious shortcomings.” They unanimously concluded that I needed to hire a therapist… or start listening to my own body.