Give me my scallop-shell of quiet,
My staff of faith to walk upon,
My script of joy, immortal diet,
y bottle of salvation.
My gown of glory, hopes true gauge,
And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.

~Sir Walter Raleigh

A hiker, walking for pleasure, likes to choose between several alluring trails.
The pilgrim desires only the road that leads home.

~Frank W. Boreham

Monday, May 9, 2011

Life Like Soup

Not a definitive soup like chicken noodle, or Italian vegetable,
rather a gathering from refrigerator remains swirled together with a common broth.

It may simmer long, almost forgotten. Perhaps a crisp fresh ingredient is added for surprise, and certainly fresh garden herbal snippets to make it palatable before serving. But it remains soup, a pottage gathering, a blending of flavors.

This has been Life here of late. So many ingredients.

Nothing new in this, Life is always a mixture of sweet and salty, of pleasant and bitter, limp and crisp. So much depends on the gathered herbs that are added to make it all go down easily.

The ingredients which take left-overs and always make life palatable begin with the Water drawn from the Ever-flowing Stream. The salt of tears is an essential. Then the fresh herb of music of ancient and fellow soup makers is added for seasoning. The serving up and eating is made better by the friend that joins one in the supping of the presented bowl brewed.

Sometimes it is the Presence of The Friend, occasionally a friend 'with skin on'. Both add joy and flavor to the offering. Both give strength and nourishment in order to face another day, another bowl.


  1. This is so timely for me, and describes my life essentially. I feel like my life is full of left overs and now it is time to make soup.

  2. Goulash sounds more appropiate for me, as goulash seems to have less identyfiable ingrediants.

  3. I come to my you, my inspiration, to say: I attempted to begin the blog journey. The ingredients of my soup seem pretty good as I start out, but they get kind of murky when they simmer in the pot too long.