greenfairy
philosopher wood nymph
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Well, I had a very fun time gathering the mushrooms this morning, making plans to share them with my 2 friends, and then processing them. I got a whole bag of them.
I left a bag fresh to eat in the next week or so, blanched and froze two peanut butter jars' worth, and then decided to dry the rest. After they finished drying though, I was disappointed to see that they looked (and tasted) a little burned, and it all looked only a fraction of the amount of what I started with.
This makes me sad. And the fact that it makes me sad is interesting and troubling. I'm not usually so easily emotionally affected. But there must be something about possessions which has a lot of meaning to me. I must have strong attachments to the physical. I felt like I was very fortunate, and I had a lot, and I could subsist on it for awhile; I could have delicious things to eat which I didn't have to buy. And now through my foolishness a lot of it is gone. So I feel guilty and like I've lost something important. I suppose I have a deep fear of not having enough, and misuse of resources leading to a decreased chance of survival.
But it's just mushrooms. And I made a mistake by drying all the rest of them, instead of testing out the technique on a few. Mistakes are nothing to get upset about, and "things" are not something to get attached to. Food comes and goes, and I have enough and more. It's no use crying over spilled milk, or slightly burnt mushrooms. Attachment leads to suffering, but unfortunately that is a lesson that must be learned the hard way in incarnating in a physical body.
And there will be more in the future. And it's not like I lost all of them; I still have about half (if I count what I've already eaten). I'm so silly grieving over mushrooms. But emotions are silly like that. Time for my mantra: Anything that keeps me from being in perfect harmony with the universe at any moment is only an illusion. Edit: And chocolate. Yep, I can see inferior Se.
I left a bag fresh to eat in the next week or so, blanched and froze two peanut butter jars' worth, and then decided to dry the rest. After they finished drying though, I was disappointed to see that they looked (and tasted) a little burned, and it all looked only a fraction of the amount of what I started with.
This makes me sad. And the fact that it makes me sad is interesting and troubling. I'm not usually so easily emotionally affected. But there must be something about possessions which has a lot of meaning to me. I must have strong attachments to the physical. I felt like I was very fortunate, and I had a lot, and I could subsist on it for awhile; I could have delicious things to eat which I didn't have to buy. And now through my foolishness a lot of it is gone. So I feel guilty and like I've lost something important. I suppose I have a deep fear of not having enough, and misuse of resources leading to a decreased chance of survival.
But it's just mushrooms. And I made a mistake by drying all the rest of them, instead of testing out the technique on a few. Mistakes are nothing to get upset about, and "things" are not something to get attached to. Food comes and goes, and I have enough and more. It's no use crying over spilled milk, or slightly burnt mushrooms. Attachment leads to suffering, but unfortunately that is a lesson that must be learned the hard way in incarnating in a physical body.
And there will be more in the future. And it's not like I lost all of them; I still have about half (if I count what I've already eaten). I'm so silly grieving over mushrooms. But emotions are silly like that. Time for my mantra: Anything that keeps me from being in perfect harmony with the universe at any moment is only an illusion. Edit: And chocolate. Yep, I can see inferior Se.
