Grapes & Raisins

7 May 2014 Wednesday 5:09pm

This conversation actually happened between my daughter and I. After lunch, we had fresh grapes for dessert which she turned down. She had ice cream instead:

Daughter: Mum, I don’t want the grapes.

Me: You don’t want healthy. You prefer junk?

Daughter: Grapes are raisins—they’re wrinkled.

Me: I’m wrinkled.

Daughter: You’re not a fruit.

God, what’s with the grapes and raisins? Are they metaphors?

Yes. What went through your mind?

That when it comes to creating one’s reality, some people prefer the wrinkled—the old way. As in rules and regulations.

Correct. Now, explain to me what the “healthy” and what the “junk” are metaphors for?

Me? I started this conversation to ask you about it, remember?

I am you, you are me.

Argh! Fine. The healthy is the spiritual as in the soul. While the junk is—

Never mind. By this time, I’m sure your readers already know what is “junk”. And even though you have lived “the junk and the wrinkled”, you now have followers who believe in “the grapes”—which is The New Spirituality.

Cool. I hate to ask—why am I not a “fruit”?

Then don’t ask. Say it.

I’m not a fruit, as in I’m not a “fruitcake”?

No, you’re not a “fruitcake”.

There are some who will disagree.

Only time will tell, dear one. Only time will tell.