Day 7- SPORKIES

August 15th, 2009

A little Trivia: What do Taco Bell, elementary schools, prisons, the military and backpackers have in common? Wait for it…wait for it….Our Answer: SPORKS, the love child of the best characteristics of the spoon and the fork. Yes, also referred to as “foon”. But please, that sounds remarkably lame and lacks the linguistic sex appeal of s-p-o-r-k. So, I’m stickin’ with it. No apologies. If you’re a “foonie”, peruse the bloggers who attempt to pen pithy witticisms about their favorite meal, linner.

This one was introduced to the spork in the late 70’s/early 80’s when mom would cut a grapefruit in half and hand my brother and me the hollow middle/sharp edged utensil whose intent was to separate the flesh of this citrus fruit from its rind. Short Digression. After rereading this last sentence, the image of a book called “A Child’s Introduction to Cannibalism” just floated through my mind. This is when I need to give myself a timeout to reflect on my behavior. I’ll be right back.

Let’s return to our topic at hand. Sporks are the ultimate non-gender specific symbol that coalesces the collective consciousness of mind, body, spirit… chimichangas. They took a chance. Would the world be ready for something so uniquely its own? Oh yes. Oh yes, we were. The best qualities of 2 different forces came together and got to the core of all that crossed its path. Including oranges. For the last few years, I have become keenly aware that something universal is shifting and inspiring the most skeptic of people to become seekers. I want to throw this heightened utensil into the paella of tools for soul growth. Gandhi, Buddha, Jesus..Spork.

Like many of us, sporks are just misunderstood. Those are the people(or cutlery) who have the most potent potential to be a bridge to people in pain and inspire the shifts this world is craving. We must combine forces and energy and do it together. Allow people to help you carry the burden. Let’s become the light. Together.

Trust the process and pick up a copy of my favorite (fictional...for now)magazine,
"Spork Aficionado."

As Martin Luther the King said, “Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.”