Have you ever had a moment that was so joyful that you found yourself whispering, “I wish I could bottle this feeling…”?
Perhaps you remember feeling angry, guilty, nostalgic or ashamed; and bottling those emotions within the contour of your body.
Imagine that you were asked to bottle an emotion or a series of moments. What shape will your container be? What thoughts or emotions will it hold?
Will you keep a jar of happy thoughts? Or a jar of secrets? Or something altogether different?
Go ahead: Pick a jar. On slips of paper, write out the details you carried on your skin from the day. Place them inside the jar.
Bottle the smell of brown rice boiling on a stove top, the sight of the lazy sun resting on your knees, or the slithering snakes dancing in the shadow of a bamboo garden. Bottle the sight of mustard seeds sinking to the bottom of a pickle jar or the tired eyes of your mother holding you in her gaze. Bottle the sound of rain hissing on the asphalt on a hot summer day, crackling thunder that kept you company at night.
Let the details pickle for an extended period of time. Read them when you (and the details) are ready.