Feast on your Life

This seed is from Rashmi Aggarwala Zimburg, who lives currently in Tokyo. Rashmi is a global citizen, mother of two daughters and passionate about food. She has lived many different lives with careers in Finance, Cross Cultural Training and now as a Life Coach.


This poem is one of my most favorite. I reach out and read it over and over when life and I find ourselves in the doldrums.

A time will come when with elation you will greet yourself arriving

at your own door in your own mirror and each will smile at the others

welcome and say, sit here, Eat.

You will love again the stranger who was yourself.

Give wine.

Give bread.

Give back your heart to yourself, to the stranger who has loved you all

your life, who you have ignored for another. Take down the love letters

from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the



Feast on your life.                   (Derek Wolcott)


So, loving oneself and feeling compassion for oneself, is a ritual that we all forget! Sometimes, words of a poem like this, or a wonderful yoga practice or a meditation may help us remember.

Every time, I have moved to a different country, feeling alone has been the gift that allows me to spend the time to stop and look again. To access the tools of coping that I hold within me. And then miraculously all that is in chaos around me falls into place. The resources appear, the solutions are visible and life continues.

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