Blueberries

The other day I was pondering about food, and wondering to myself, of all the foods there are in the world, what is my very most favorite food of all? What is the quintessential food that brings more joy and delight than any other? Without hesitation came the response: Blueberries! I wondered what loving words a blueberry might have for me, its greatest fan.
So i imagined up a lovely and bountiful bowl of blueberries. "Blueberries, speak to me! What do you have to say? What is it at your essence that brings such merriment to my heart, not only when I consume you, but even when I think of you?" And lo and behold, the bowl of blueberries spoke back! 

Blueberries: I am the spirit of the Violet Flame, all folded upon itself, twisted and curled up like the dried leaves of gunpowder tea, a teeny tiny sparkle of stellar joy. Upon contact with your teeth I burst forth colorful bioflavonoids,

Holy Basil

As I walked along a path in the herbal garden, I picked a green leaf from its hairy stem and felt the gentle presence of the Holy Basil in my hand. "What am I to know about this plant?" I wondered to myself.

Surprised, I heard a gentle whispered response, clear as day: "That I am here to take you to the quiet place, your calm center of peaceful dreams."

I looked around, but I was alone. Alone with my thoughts. And thoughts that were not my own.

I took the Holy Basil into my mouth and chewed on it. The slight tickle of its clove-like taste awoke my tongue. It was soon delicate and moist between my teeth.

"Yes, enjoy me. I will take you where you want to go. Now go lie down!" she commanded,