I went to the supermarket this morning. I was really hungry.
What do I want for breakfast? Salty? Sweet?
Something light and quick or something filling?
Eggs and toast, maybe with an avocado sliced on top? Bean tacos? A cup of coffee and a hearty cookie? A muffin? Maybe chai and fruit!
I really, really want something, but I don’t know what.
A woman is standing in front of me drinking a chocolate protein drink. I ask her if it’s good.
It’s the most delicious protein shake I’ve ever had, she says.
I grab one, open it and take a big slug. As a food lover, I never would have thought “I want a protein shake” but it’s creamy and thick and satisfying and I feel like my whole body is thanking me for choosing just what I needed.
This is what life is like.
I don’t know what I want.
Instead of feeling angst about this, which makes me feel inadequate, nervous, fearful, stressed, closed off, I have learned that not knowing what I want is a gift, not a curse.
It keeps me receptive, open and ready to welcome the perfect thing.
Source: Dushka Zapata on Quora