‘Beauty is to the spirit what food is to the flesh’. Frekerick Buechner
As I write this there is a fire pit blazing and a paella pan simmering in our back yard. There are bursts of laughter amidst quiet stories being told. AJ has gathered friends around to eat and laugh and rest in each other’s presence. And the only way AJ knows how to do that is around food. Lots of food (seriously, the paella pan is HUGE).
Food gathers us, sustains, fuels and nourishes us.
Beauty gathers us, sustains, fuels and nourishes us.
I say it quietly.
I find myself testing out this new theory. Does it apply to my favourite Monet painting? A setting sun? Mary Oliver’s poem ‘Mindful’?
I think, maybe, it does…