This is my zen activity each day. I contemplate sixty eggs, one at a time. I look at the size, shape, color, gloss, texture, irregularities, and unique qualities of each one. When I assemble each dozen, I sort all the eggs by color and gloss, then take my time arranging them. I love balancing the colors in each carton. I usually put on chill music and hit my pipe. It’s a slow process. Egg Tai Chi. Today it’s raining which makes it even better. It’s my zen garden mandalas, my daily joy, my responsibility that gets me up every day. I’ve been selling out of my eggs over a year now and this morning I had an amazing revelation. All over Nelson County, people are eating my girls’ eggs every day. I feel this so deeply during this CoVid-19 shutdown. I actually am contributing something. Ha! This pandemic will be the best thing ever for the Eat Local Movement.

And maybe a few of those people are taking a single moment to pause and think “That is such a beautiful egg.” and then smash it. I actually do bring a tiny bit of delight and real value to my neighbors lives. I’ve never allowed myself to think about that before. I wanted to share the amazing beauty I find in these eggs and I succeeded. I realized, what I wanted to accomplish, I did! A good revelation indeed.

Love and Gratitude to every one of my neighbors over the last five years who have celebrated these eggs with me.

paul @ Art is an Egg