Potato, Love and other Musings
Under cover of darkness a secret love is transmitted to plants everywhere. Earth energy, nourishment, and the spark of life soak into various forms. Even the unassuming potato sinks its roots deep into the passion of the planet preparing to disperse the essence of life. The tubers covertly get ready for the ubiquitous disguises they will take on top side. Whether mashed, scalloped, or shoestringed, the simple potato conveys love from our source. Through an ordinary potato, or any other vegetable or fruit for that matter, a chemical form of love is transmitted and surges through our bodies giving us strength and vital for the living of these days. Can we remember this when we eat our next potato chip? It is from simple places that we rise up; and to simple places we return. Can a dusty eyed field potato help us remember that the love which turns the universe also flows through our veins? Simple things can remind us of our source.
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