It looks like such an elementary word written on a blank piece of paper. As my cursor blinked at the end of the word however, I realized the substantial weight change actually carries. We are never quite easy accepting a change in our lives, after all it means stepping out of a comfort zone, perhaps one we have known and accepted for all of our lives. Even if the change is one that is sought for and aspired towards, it still means taking a risk, grabbing an opportunity and doing it differently. Changes can be frightening, intimidating and compelling. Changes can also be refreshing, challenging and innovative.
Change one letter in Change and you are faced with a Chance!
I try to keep this in my mind every time I am confronted with a change. It seems the older I get the more unwillingly am I prepared to embrace changes. I have been confronted with changes all my life, never looking back. I was younger, seeking new challenges and exciting adventures. Changes always provided apt chances for my ever wandering and juvenile mind. However, as I mature I notice how rooted I have become in my ways, wincing every time at the sound of a change. Changes after all disturb my organization! And although I am convinced of being flexible, spontaneous and adapt easily to my surroundings, I find the initial idea of change cumbersome.
This weekend I learnt a significant lesson – from my son, which made me realize the paradox of it all. It also showed me how much our children mirror us. The aching reflection, which I struggled to acknowledge, was mirroring my fears of accepting a change. The excuses were long and when they did not work it was time to attack the idea of change with stubbornness and hostility. Under the watchful eye of my husband I cringed as it dawned upon me that my son never knew the daring me. That me, who greeted a change boldly, standing tall and taking on the new chances changes brought. What he knew was this me, the strong and durable me, perfectly organized and extremely efficient, but not willing to rock the boat towards new waters for fear of losing the grip.
And it was this image that reflected back at me so poignantly that told me it was time for a change.
To commemorate the acceptance of change, making room for new chances we cooked together. Opening a bottle of chilled wine we toasted and discussed the first changes we wanted to tackle. A new sofa, curtains, carpet maybe change the entire living room? A new house? A new school with new friends? A new city and a new job? The chances are plenty – we just need to open up to the change.
I adore tarts, particularly in the summer, when produce is fresh, colorful and plentiful. So it is not surprising that tarts are a regular feature in the kitchen during the summer- always with changing flavors and colors. This tart offers plenty of exciting changing flavors, with a zesty flavored oil embracing the juicy tomatoes and earthy aubergines highlighted with a nutty tahini.
It’s not easy to accept change. I saw the slight apprehension in Soeren’s eyes this morning, but he’s braving through it - with a timid smile on his face. My heart as a mother wavers too as I know that this one change means several transitions, which in turn means re-organizing and re-thinking our plans. But we’re flexible and we look forward to the new chances.
This tart brings on an exciting burst of aromatic flavors using colorful summer produce. It is effortless to put together and served with a salad, like this Baby Spinach Salad with Roasted Garlic Tomatoes, Hazelnuts, and a Quince and Pear Vinaigrette, it makes a fantastic light dinner.
Don’t miss out on the latest Monthly Mingle being hosted by the sensational Nina Timm over at My Easy Cooking. Nina wants us all to show our Apple Affection this month with your apple creations. Come join us: the deadline is 30 June 2011.
You might like these tart ideas from WFLH:
|Roasted Pumpkin Aubergine Zucchini Tapenade Tarts with Buffalo Mozzarella||Honey Figs Gorgonzola and Prosciutto Crostata||Kale Mushroom and Goat Cheese Buckwheat Tart|
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