My relationship with our Thermomix has been a slow one. Initially, I was openly ambivalent. I did not see the real potential in making a difference with my time in the kitchen. Today, I have a very different view. When I think of trying a new dish, I start with Timmy. I explore the recipe options and, selectively, the cooking process for one or more recipe alternatives. If a recipe has four stars or more, I am confident it will work. To my younger self, I would offer an old observation: “Whoever obeys his command will come to no harm, and the wise heart will know the proper time and procedure.” (Ecclesiastes 8.5)
As today begins, I see Timmy and hear Life’s whispers speaking of the help that is available to me when I am willing to open myself to listening and embracing her words.
Truth is within my reach. I may struggle to find it. I may not be able to hold onto it. I often blame anyone and everyone for the challenges that arise when it comes to truth, even as I overlook my role in the process. In the bright light of a new day, I see wisdom books within my grasp. I hear words of wisdom bombarding my senses. Looking within, I am holding gifts from individuals filled with wisdom. Truth is waiting for me.
The value of anything is realised when it is put into use. Truth left on the table gathers dust. With time, even those who know where it can be found lose track of its value. Knowing how to use truth is a skill that is lost when it is not practised or passed on. I wish I had my mother’s kitchen and cooking knowledge. I miss the untaught lessons of my father in the wood shop. I see endless examples of value left untouched in my past. This lesson can be used today.
Divinity, divine collaborators, and Timmy are standing at the ready, waiting for my embrace. I hear the call to action. Today will be amazing.
