Trust-Falling into the World's Energy

I bought this monster container of brown rice a while back at Costco and have had spotty success with cooking a cup or two at a time--sometimes good, sometimes lumpy and sticky and gross. I eat it anyway, yet more discriminating palates in my house reject it outright. So it was time for the rice cooker, which I will inaugrate this weekend, as well as my New Year's Resolution dive into learning how to cook more ethnic dishes, starting with Japan.

Japan has a rich history of rice culture, and high tariffs on imported rice result in most rice consumed in the country being local. The Japanese traditionally eat rice at every meal, and make a big pot of it each morning to sustain them through the day. Plus, vegetarian dishes such as soba noodles, pickled turnips, miso soup (without bonito flakes, which are fish), and vegetables flavored with dashi, seaweed seasoning and sesame sauce would all be new to me.

And here's the freaky part, the phenomenon that continually surprises me even though it happens again and again and again. As soon as I decided to focus on Japan for this week's "Around the World" post, like within less than an hour, I got an email from Stephanie at the Oakhurst Community Garden about upcoming classes. And there it was. Three weeks of Japanese cooking classes, including one dedicated to vegetarian meals.

If there were still any seeds of doubt in my mind about the power of "putting it out there" and letting the world answer me, it's now gone. I trust completely. I am, from now on, trust-falling into the hands of the world's energy and enjoying the ride.

Trust-Falling into the World's Energy