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Inhabit the Moment

June 6, 2014

Listened to the show Saturday and it was not bad. I was out on the deck this time around, sitting in a comfortable chair and drinking iced tea and thinking about life as usual. Sometimes I think I think too much (I've been told that along the way) but I can't help it. Socrates once said that the unexamined life is not worth living, and I must say I agree. Thinking is right up there with feeling when it comes down to some of what makes life good. But that's not why I do it; I give myself over to thought because it's my nature. I remember, long ago, and even not so long ago, my father asking me, "Now, what the hell were you thinkin'?" after I did something on the foolish side. A question which also reinforced the importance of thought. And the risk of not thinking.

Like most people, I think a lot about relationships, and people in my life. I think about "what-ifs" a lot, too, and mull over, on occasion, the "what the hell was I thinkin'?" times. I think about how to get myself out of messes and what's coming up next and why certain things happen and why others don't. I think about my mortality, and how I'm going to pay my taxes on time, and what I'm going to bake tomorrow and what Mr. S might be doing at this very moment. Sometimes I let myself dwell in memory, those days that have taken on a golden glow.

We're celebrating our son's graduation from high school, and the birthdays of both daughters this week. All a big deal. All important. Each requiring some planning, a good amount of forethought, a measure of creativity, some forward-moving energy. This week, I find myself remembering the years these three young adults were young children. I think about how quickly time has passed, and those repeated warnings: "Enjoy these years; they pass all too quickly." I knew that, because I was a child once, and it was no time at all between kindergarten and graduation, and between graduation and now. Poof!

I was reminded recently about the moment, and how important it is to inhabit them. I've been working on it. Impossible to inhabit each one, but I have gained appreciation for the Pause, which I'm honoring at this moment, and for the fine balance between Thought and Feeling, and how each embraces the other, and how sometimes they fall away briefly like a tide pulling out, and what remains is being alive in this moment: the clock ticking on the wall, the even breathing of the sleeping kids, the refrigerator's hum, a train approaching in the distance, the sun rising and spilling itself on the birch leaves, the smell of my coffee, and of the strawberry cake I'm making for our older daughter, the damp of the air on my skin, the click of my fingers on these keys, how my heart is beating -- even and strong. This is where Life is.

One of the best things to wake up to if you've got a lot going on is a pan of egg bake ready to hit the oven. Mix this one up the night before, and you can sleep a little longer in the morning.

Aunt Jill's Egg Bake

1 lb bacon (or 2 lb pork sausage)
12 eggs
4 cups milk
1½ tsp salt
1 tsp mustard
5-6 slices bread, cubed
3 cups grated Swiss and Cheddar

Brown meat and drain. Beat eggs.
Add milk, mustard, salt and bread to eggs.
Stir in cheese and cooked sausage or bacon, and pour into a 9x13 greased pan.
Cover, and refrigerate overnight.
Bake at 350 for 25 minutes, uncovered.
Let stand a bit before cutting.
Serve with juice and cinnamon rolls.

Enjoy!

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