A while back Drew and I were talking when he made this brilliant point, "we live fast food lifestyles, loosing flavor for convenience, it tastes so good but it's so sad. This translates into everything... our expectations and our dreams, we want it all fast and we want it now; making us unappreciative and anxious."
How true is that!? We have no patients, we are constantly looking for the next thing, and we distract ourselves from reality constantly! We sacrifice our health and happiness (literally) for 'speed'. We want the convenience of the drive through and expect it to taste like the sit down... and I will tell you something, Boston Market has nothing on my moms sunday suppers, if you know what I'm sayin.
C. JoyBell C. said it well-
“I’m not in search of sanctity, sacredness, purity; these things are found after this life, not in this life; but in this life I search to be completely human: to feel, to give, to take, to laugh, to get lost, to be found, to dance, to love and to lust, to be so human.”
Which I think beautifully depicts how we should long to live; fully present, immersed in our reality; being so human.
I want my life to be a 9 course meal shared with friends. Living together, course by course, enjoying each and every moment. This is the hard version, it takes preparation and thought, time and attention to detail. You plan and prepare, excitement growing in the waiting. There is struggle and frustration, joy and laughter, which wouldn't be there should you simply throw up your hands and succumb to the fast alternatives this world has to offer.
There is something sacred in taking the time; just like moms sunday suppers. You patiently wait, as the warm, savory smells fill the house, pulling you into the moment, brining you together, filling you body and soul.
*Photos are from the most amazing meal we shared while in Seattle at Sitka and Spruce. The lighting wasn't ideal but they carry the feeling I wanted to convey.