The holy beer and the compassionate slice of pizza Vol01
...And I found myself in that place again. This little precious place of concentrated sunshine and happiness that you sometimes reach when your meditation turns out to be successful. What a bliss! I wish I could achieve this more often. Sometimes I get to wander a bit longer on this tiny spot of calm and peace in my mind. But this time I managed to break all previous records: I took a walk and stayed there longer than any other time.
A golden light was shining on a light blue background of an imaginary sky. There was no ground or horizon to be detected and it felt as if I was floating, feeling the cool sea breeze on my face. I had been there before briefly. I was floating and moving forward. Things seemed to be going perfectly well in my quest of inner balance and clarity, when I heard their voice. The most bizarre, irritating and confusing sound I had ever heard in my entire life. It was as if two creatures of some type were talking together, saying the same things simultaneously, the one while gargling on a mouthwash solution, and the other one, the more bass one, as if they were over-grilling a double cheese toast. I couldn't really make out what they were actually saying but at one point I realised they were addressing me. Surprisingly I continued floating and feeling the air on my shocked face. 'What are you going on about?', I managed to ask at last. Then I saw them. They were there, in front of me, floating as well on a blue background. A golden light was shining on my eyes and it seemed to be actually coming from them. A glass of cold beer and a slice of pizza. You would perhaps expect me to come back from my meditative status, but in spite of the shock I was experiencing, I felt it was completely acceptable to resume the encounter. 'Who... What the bloody hell are you?' I stuttered. The gargling and sizzling indistinct speech was unbearable. 'Can you please speak one at a time?' I asked obviously annoyed. 'Hello', said the beer in its bubbling voice.'We are here to support you', she said in the gentlest way a glass of beer could potentially talk. I had no idea what was going on. 'I am OK, thanks', I answered in a borderline rude manner.'I am here to meditate you see', I was eager to get rid of them. 'We already know', said the beer in its annoying but very reassuring voice.'We know all about you and your mind's troubles'. 'How come?' , I asked doubtfully. After all, we just met!' 'Let us introduce ourselves please, I am the Holy Glass of Beer and this is the Compassionate Slice of Pizza. We are all knowing wise beings. We are here to help', went on the beer as if any of this made any sense at all. 'Really?', my jaw dropped a little bit I think and I realised I was staring at them. Suddenly I realised I was on a diet and my low glucose levels must have caused me hallucinations. 'I have to go back folks, I think I might have missed a meal or something...'I started looking for a way out when suddenly, the pizza slice who never really spoke much before said in deep sizzling voice 'Wait, don't go yet. You are not hallucinating. We are here to help with your ... emotions'. Its voice was warm but I couldn't help feeling a little bit offended. 'Excuse me?', I pretended to be surprised. 'I am here to meditate. People meditate, it doesn't mean I have...' Suddenly I felt curious. 'What are you on about?', I asked in a puzzled voice. 'We are here to let you know it is fine. What you worry about, it is ok, we understand', it continued in the same irritating but also kind voice. 'I don't understand', I muttered. It was the Beer's time to say something now... I guess: ' We have noticed how unkind you are towards yourself and others and we are here to help. We are your Compassionate Image...' 'Noooooway!' slipped out of my mouth. 'I must have lost it completely!' 'See, you are doing it again', said HGB in a bubbling whisper. 'You have not lost it, this is a normal process and you are going through some tough times right now. Don't you think we know?' HGB explained rigorously in its less irritating now bubbly voice. 'I see...I am sorry', I said in regret. 'Don't be sorry', said the CSP this time. 'You don't need to apologise because it is not your fault and you don't need to be overly criticising simply because it is not going to help.' 'Right, I hear a lot of don'ts... Shouldn't you guys appear to be more positive? For example, suggest the things one can do to make an improvement instead pointing out the weak points?' I was irritated but while speaking these words I realised there was no reason to be. They were my Compassionate image and therefore I had to let them be... more like what they should be! 'That we will do as well!', said HGB in a reassuring tone. 'For example, you can now reward yourself for reaching at this point through meditation. It is not an easy task, you see! Have a sip!, HGB ordered me. 'Excuse me? You want me to have a drink? I managed to speak up. 'Yes, I am your favourite! Quick now before I get warm!' I decided to follow the order, after all I was very thirsty. 'Now, have a bite!', the CSP jumped in the already awkward conversation. 'What?' I couldn't imagine what would happen if I finished this deliciously looking slice. 'Don't worry, we won't run out', said the CSP as if it could read my thoughts. It could actually, because IT was my thoughts. 'Fine, I will have some', I said and took a big bite. I was hungry after all this concentration and effort to reach my nirvana. 'Now, you see, at this state you can have as much of us you want without any guilt', said the HGB. I suddenly remember I was supposed to be in a diet. I guess HGB could suddenly read a worry on my face since he eagerly followed 'Don't worry, we have zero calories! We are compassionate, remember? 'i guess you are', I said with what I imagined was a smile of content. 'I have to go back now. Thanks!', I said sincerely. 'You are welcome. come back any time. There are more surprises for you here. Just remember to give yourself some space. Let YOU be!', the CSP said in a kind and warm voice. The noise of the sizzling mozzarella wasn't as bad anymore. 'Good bye', I said while falling through a blue sky towards my sofa. 'Good bye!', I heard them saying in a distance.