Jim Carey Loves Mangoes
And he’s not the only one
When you are in the produce section of the grocery store how do you pick the fruits and veggies that you buy? Does it all come down to how it looks? Is it purely a visual process?
Do you hold the fruit or veggie and gently squeeze it? Do you sniff it? Do you close your eyes and FEEL its vibes? Do you talk to it — whether silently or aloud?
As a society we are extremely visually oriented. Many of us prefer to watch a movie than read a book and when we do read a book we first judge it by its cover — and by the author’s photograph on the back cover. We have been conditioned to make choices according to visual advertising. We follow celebrities who are the most visually appealing. We decorate our homes for maximum visual impact rather than highest vibratory essence. We date people according to their photo on some website.
When it comes to food we want to eat things that look good.
I hereby confess that I am one of those weirdos you might occasionally see in a grocery store who holds a piece of fruit in their hands and closes their eyes to get a vibratory frequency read on it. I’m the one sniffing everything and squeezing everything. You might find me annoying but I don’t care.
While I do also take visual input into consideration, I go beyond that. Or I certainly try to. But recently I let myself be fooled by visual input.
I love mangoes. I am a very serious mango freak. Along with peaches and just about anything that is orange, mangoes are one of my very favorite fruits. My kitchen is not complete without a bowl of mangoes on the counter. And yes, a bowl of mangoes is like a beautiful visual work of art. Of course it is the taste that I love more than anything else. I could eat them every day.
So there I was in the produce department last week sniffing and squeezing and registering vibratory frequency when I came upon a table piled high with mangoes. They were so beautiful! I had not seen mangoes so beautiful in the store in months. My heart started pounding with joy.
I picked up a particularly gorgeous mango and gently squeezing it I realized it had just the right amount of softness to it. I sniffed it and it smelled great. I closed my eyes to get a frequency read and it was only so-so. With my eyes stilled closed I tried to guess where the mango was from. (Do you ever do that?) I got the feeling the mango was from South America. I prefer mangoes from Central America — they don’t take as long to get to my grocery store. I then opened my eyes and looked at the little sticker on the mango. It was from Ecuador.
I put that mango down and tried several other mangoes and I got the same vibratory frequency reading from all of them.
But they looked so damn beautiful!
So I bought four of them. I ate the first one as soon as I got home. On a scale of one to ten the mango experience was only about a 5.6. Yes, they were beautiful but the flavor and juiciness were not fully there. The chi was somewhat depleted, no doubt from the long ocean voyage from the other side of the world. This is to be expected when purchasing mangoes in February.
I was not too disappointed. A 5.6 mango experience is still better than no mangoes at all.
Did you know that celebrity Jim Carey is also a mango freak? It’s true. I recently watched an interview with him and all he could talk about was mangoes. He eats them all the time and he has recently begun to include mangoes in his art work. He is currently in a mango phase, including the fruit in most of his recent paintings. He not only loves eating mangoes but he brings that love into his art.
I wonder if I should consider doing that…
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