The past few nights/mornings I have been reacquainting myself with a woman in Canada. I have no idea where it is going; it’s another of those I-know-where-I-want-it-to-go-but-I’m-not-getting-my-hopes-up things. And I just got a couple phone calls from my “twin sister”… haven’t heard from her in almost a year… no, we’re not physically related, but there’s always some kind of connection. Doing some online research to protect her mother from a romance scammer.
Stress is building, as indicated by the number of emails in my Inbox that have been read but not answered, my sleep habits, and the pain in my back. My friend Caroline has indicated that I probably have something she would trade a massage for… I’ve ordered some B-12 for the depression/mood but it is taking its time in arriving, ditto for the kidney cleanse supplement I ordered. Watch them both show up tomorrow… or make me wait until Monday.
I also got a letter from someone who was a friend of Judee Sill. You may not remember Judee, she died in 1979(?), but was the first ever artist to be released on the Asylum record label. I’m in a Yahoogroup where we talk about her songs… which actually resulted in finding a lost studio session of hers, released last year with a bunch of “home tapes” to go with it. Some of the most beautiful, spiritual songs ever written. I’ve been performing a bunch of them lately, and the discussion on the Yahoogroup has mostly been how to play them, which I’ve chimed in with my $0.02 quite often. Anyhow, I don’t know where THAT is going either, but there is a chance it could help me with my musical “career”.
Thank you all for your outpouring of love and support around my posts of my grandmother’s health. (I wuv you too, Irish)
What are you? A carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first pot she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.
In about twenty-minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see?”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied. She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft and mushy. She then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hardened egg. Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled, as she tasted its deep flavor and inhaled its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, “What’s the point, mother?”
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity – boiling water – but each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.
“Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”
Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a fluid spirit but after death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the adversity, the pain, and the hardship into something quite wonderful. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their “worst”, you get better and change the situation around you for the better. When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?