Chocolate Ice Cream and the Universe

[Cita]

I placed a small dish of chocolate ice cream before him on the table, handed him a spoon.

He looked up indignantly, his whole body tense with a five year old's scream of discontent, and yelled, "No! I want an ice cream sunday!"

I smiled and took the bowl back, preparing to spoon the treat back into the container.

He looked shocked and began to cry, but when I calmly pointed out that he didn't seem to want it, he said, "Yes I do!"

I gave the small bowl back to the small boy and he gleefully polished off the treat, learning perhaps that when we say yes to the universe it is oh, so sweet, but when we have "never enough" syndrome, when we insist that the simple won't satisfy, when we scream for sprinkles and whipped cream, we end up with nothing on the table before us, nothing precious, nothing sustaining.

Say yes to the universe today.

[Angela]

That is what I plan to do. Simple event, huge meaning. Well done, Cita.

[Ann Mintz]

This reminds me of a treasured memory-- I was with a small child when she had her first taste of chocolate ice cream. Her smile was like watching the sun rise. Thank you for rekindling the memory.

[Cita]

Thanks to Gita and Jeanette. (Gita, you meant precious not precarious, right?)

[Jeanette Cheezum]

I think this is great wisdom. I must practice this on the family.

[Gita]

This is an important reminder. I like the surprise of the word precarious where you put it.
Nice six.

[Cita]

Thank you, Glen.

[Glen Green]

Nice parable.