Rejoice! Summer Food Can Offer Summer Peace

It’s easy to get excited about summer foods. They just keep popping up in the garden begging to be taken in and eaten. Even I can occasionally be bestirred to make something! How am i going to use those fresh out of the garden potatoes my friend gave me? Something wonderful must happen, soon!

Imagine if we were to sit with strangers and eat a fresh tomato… or share a delicious peach. Wouldn’t that put us in harmony with each other?

There are so many ways to make Peace… We could take advantage of the little ones so we can build to the bigger ones. Do things now that kept us wanting to please each other. When you make someone happy with a fresh yummy goodness, their response makes you want to do it again.

That’s the joy of Peace. You do something sweet and people respond with surprise and enjoyment. So you do it again. Make a little Peace. Make a little more. It adds up… and it makes us all give thanks for Summer and the bounty of the garden. Take a look, the abundance is overwhelming. Grow it, buy it, share it; it’s grand.

Eat something from the garden for Peace. Share it with a friend or a stranger! The sweetness on your tongue can become sweetness in the world — if you determine to make it so! Summer Tastes! Summer Sharing! Summer Peace!


The Spices of Peace

What does Peace taste like do you suppose?

I’m sure it tastes like many things… so many more things than we know… and it’s p to us to learn what Peace tastes like in our mouths.

Peace is an adventure. I’ve always felt it was about sharing food — but then I tend to like adventures in eating. But I hadn’t really considered that it was the different spices.

Thinking about this makes me consider that I need to go down and throw out all the spices in my house and start again with a very few. It might be time to explore what peace could taste like. To learn a dish from where each of my friends live… or their families came from. You learn so much about one another.

And to learn that spices are precious, to be used, not acquired and stored improperly on shelves for years and year…

Oh, I think there are a mountain of metaphors here, if I’m willing to ponder…

But what if Peace were spicy and delicious, not bland and middle of the road? What if it weren’t the lowest common denominator, but the highest art? What if our goals for Peace were grand?

Things to consider! Peace, my friends.