Guys like pie...

I joked with the cute guy that I could do a post on "Guys like pie... and other things people should have taught us when we were younger". I'm sure I could come up with a few points but my mind keeps focusing on food so instead this post is about "Guys like pie... and other random food thoughts". 

Yesterday my workplace had an Easter Egg Hunt and Lunch event... or rather the 2nd floor (where my department is) had this event. Apart from cheering on coworkers who were hunting for eggs, my only contribution was pie - sweet potato pie. Savoury sweet potato pie. I'm usually the one that contributes plates or cups or sometimes salad, but this time, when asked what I could bring I said sweet potato pie. 

It's just good pie... and for some reason I felt like making and sharing it. 

It was extremely well-received, so much so that people were calling my phone to ask for the recipe and stopping me in the hallway to tell me how good it was. Then I tweeted about it and got this in response:

keep it up! Your future husband will be lucky! @renee_tandt: Made sweet potato pie for work lunch thing. got rave reviews. #PatsSelfOnBack
— Haydn Dunn (@HaydnDunn) March 28, 2013

My future husband will be lucky because I can make pie? Because my pie gets rave reviews? Is it just that guys like pie? If pie equals guys then someone should have told me this sooner. 

Note to self: ~make some pie for the cute guy~

All amusement aside, I've been thinking about why I was moved to share pie.

The workplace has been crazy lately... as it usually is. I've been feeling down about it but haven't been focusing on it as there's a lot of stuff at home that's overshadowing everything else. I keep thinking that things should be a certain way, that people should do what they're supposed to do, that the workplace is meant for work and getting stuff done. 

The workplace is also made of people. People living their own lives and going through their own dramas just as I am. I think that offering to make and then making pie is just my way of reminding myself of that and being thankful that they are trying as well. 

One must be present when cooking/baking. One must think positive thoughts so that food is filled with positive energy. One must offer and share. I truly believe that it is in the giving of oneself - of time, energy and feelings, that we receive. 

Break bread together and commune with those around you.

Everybody loves pie. 

peace,

Ren

My brother is blogging...

"The word 'enlightenment' conjures up the idea of some superhuman accomplishment, and the ego likes to keep it that way, but it is simply your natural state of felt oneness with Being." ~Eckhart Tolle

It's my blog's birthday today... two years... wow. I haven't been writing much - been hiding from my computer when I'm not at work. Today is a day for writing though... if only because it's my blog's birthday!

This was the first post... and this, the one-year post. I find it interesting to read about what I've been doing and what space I was in at those points. I know that I've grown, changed, matured. I feel differently. My thoughts and emotions are more... settled? I guess I'm entering into a new stage of being... Age + experience + who knows what else.

My brother has started his own blog... you can find it here. It's... far more serious than anything I write as it's based on his perspectives and analysis of the Blue Star's forty day observances. I think he's more serious about transformation and enlightenment and such than I am. I'm content to move through my days experiencing what there is to experience.

I think that two years after the start of this blog I'm almost where I want to be with regards to living in the moment. Being present. Appreciating and celebrating the little things. There are moments of frazzled craziness... and sadness... and gloom... but... even within these moments I think in my core that I am centred.

Something that needs to be remembered. I'm feeling very awesome these days...

Happy Monday all!

peace,

Ren