Dear reader,
Late summer has a particular kind of light.
I can feel the sun setting a couple minutes earlier each day. It’s interesting to hold what feels like an ending when we’re being increasingly blanketed by deceptive heat.
The best things I made this week required a sense of play in the heat. Just intuition, micro adjustments, and trusting timing. Starting with an ahi tuna marinade: minced garlic, freshly ground ginger, a full lime, sriracha, tamari brewed soy sauce, and pepper. No recipe, just whatever was in the kitchen.
Divine, if I do say so myself.
A good marinade is really just a series of shifts in the landscape of patience. A little more of this. Pull back on that. Taste as you go. Trust that waiting is a part of the dance. Don’t let the change trigger you, let it open you up. I’ve been thinking about how much of life is exactly that — no perfect recipe, just the willingness to keep adjusting until it tastes right.
I watered the garden at noon, making rainbows in every direction as it turns out. The sun, prisms, the water from the hose, the angle of the light — all conspiring. Instantaneous wonder, made by my own hands. It stopped me in my tracks. You can make your own rainbows.
Lately, I have been gathering books I want to pass on to (God-willing!) my children. In this pursuit, I found a children’s book in my collection that my preschool teacher — still a dear friend — gave me at my preschool graduation. It’s called “I Knew You Could!”
Reader, this book hits significantly harder at 25 than it did at 4 (as far as I recall). I told my friend, my old preschool teacher, who has been working in brain health research ever since. She said it made her day. Some things need their season to reach you.
Timing is everything. There are seasons for everything. There’s the season you’re in, and then there’s the season you’re planting for (the one you may never see). But, for now, the one I’m in is asking me to be willing to keep shifting, keep watering, keep going.
What’s yours asking of you?
With much love & to going beyond the surface,
Anjali