Warm, savory, succulent scents drift through the house. It is gray and cold, the perfect weather for a braise. Lamb and vegetables simmer happily in a bath of coriander, fennel, red wine and balsamic vinegar. The hours slowly pass, tenderness rendered inside each moment.
Braising season is sacred. You marry flavors together through time and patients. If you rush the process the results will be less than desirable. If you cut corners you are sure to end up with a piping hot dish of (chewy, dry) disappointment.
When I was thinking about this post I realized that the act of braising is not unlike the season of life I am in. Then again, I tend to think of life through food so this makes perfect sense (to me anyways).
Remember how I wrote about picking a word for the year? No? Ok... Click here. Read that post and come back, this will make way more sense if you do, scouts.
Now that we are all on the same page I shall continue.
For the first week or two of January I was convinced my word was 'Powerful'... I told friends, I journaled about it... however, to my own dismay I have realized that (although I am a powerful human being) powerful is the word I want and not the word the Divine had in store for me. As the days passed I kept feeling a nagging in my soul, the tug of the Universe on my heart strings calling me to patience.
Do you know how hard this word is!? Maybe you are an insanely patient person. Maybe you were blessed with the gift of waiting. I am not one of those people naturally, I am the kid being told they can have one cookie now OR two cookies in ten minutes. The agony of deciding to be patient wells up within me. I know that waiting is the better choice. I know that being patient will yield far more reward. BUT that means I have to wait to see how things will turn out. I have to deny myself the satisfaction of having something right now.
Fear makes me impatient. Fear makes me believe that the future is uncertain and so I need to act NOW. Patience calls me to have faith, to believe in the future, to trust and remain true to my path.
Tony Robbins talks about how we over estimate what we can do in a year and under estimate what we can do in ten years. During this season of life I need to remember that things are just now starting to simmer, low and slow, my very own blend of emotional braising (a strange analogy but you get the general idea). I can't rush the process. Time is the secret sauce. Time and patience. For the first time in my life I see a future that has promise and potential. I see what I can accomplish in ten years (if only I am patient) and I am so excited by that vision. This year is only the beginning.
“Why is patience so important?"
"Because it makes us pay attention.”
― Paulo Coelho
Light and delight