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Thursday, August 27, 2015

More Quilt-zzzzzzzz

Most of you will remember the two massive Quilt-zzzzz projects I did over the winter and some of you might remember that I had some leftover offcuts from the blocks.  Well, there's a third quilt-zzzzzzz underway to use those up. 


The white sections are the leftover block pieces and I purchased the small black flower print to increase the size to a double.  The bit of fabric you can see on the edges is what I have for the backing.  

Today I don't have a quote for you - instead I am going to tell you a story (courtesy of a facebook post from my daughter-in-love).  I don't know the origin of this, unfortunately.

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her - her husband had cheated on her and she was devastated.  She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up.  She was tired of fighting and struggling.  It seems as soon as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen.  She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high heat.  Soon the pots came to boil.  In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans.  She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners.  She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl.  She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.  Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.

Turning to her granddaughter, she asked "Tell me what you see."

"Carrots, eggs, and coffee" she replied.

Her grandmother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots.  She did and noted that they were soft.  The grandmother then asked the granddaughter to take an egg and break it.  After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.  Finally, the grandmother asked the granddaughter to sip the coffee.  The granddaughter smiled as she tasted its rich flavour.  The granddaughter then asked, "What does it mean, grandmother?"

Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity:  boiling water.  Each reacted differently.  The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting.  However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.  The egg had been fragile.  Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.  The ground coffee beans were unique, however.  After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her granddaughter.  "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond?  Are you a carrot, an egg or coffee beans?"

Think of this:  Which am I?  Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat?  Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?  Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean?  The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain.  When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor.  If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.  When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level?

How do you handle adversity?  Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?



  1. Hello Mary Anne! Like your new quilt and loved reading the story! Have a nice weekend! Christine x

  2. It's a wonderful story and food for thought. I must admit that over the years in some situations I have NEVER been a carrot, in some I have been an egg, but as I have grown older I have learned how to become a bean. Sometimes I am an egg that miraculously changes to a bean!!

    Have a wonderful weekend.
    xx, Carol

  3. wow...very thought provoking.....

  4. Good progress, Mary Ann. Good words, to ponder. Looking outside ourselves to 'better the environment' is the way to freedom. Self occupation, good or bad is a slime pit for sure. I needed to remember that, thanks.

  5. oh wow, very beautiful story and words so true. great use of the leftovers!

  6. mostly I'm a dragon... I eat carrots and eggs for snacks .... and love the smell of coffee ....


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