When I create, I’m fulfilled. When I experiment, whether or not I fail, I’m fulfilled. When I inspire others to create, I’m fulfilled. It’s not always about the outcome and as the quote on my mantle says, “happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling.” (from Margaret Lee Runbeck) My little heart beats to encourage others, to inspire, and to leave having helped, encouraged, or lifted. I’m not very good at it all the time, but I really try hard. It takes time to know people. You really have to listen to them, their stories, their hopes, and then share your stories. That building together creates an opportunity to trust, share, and inspire each other. I love it. And there’s really so many cool people that I want to be friends with, it’s getting out of control.
Sometimes this experimenting is toward fitness, because I get so much power and positivity from it in my life. I really want everyone to feel the same joy and confidence and I truly believe they can. I am seriously everyone’s biggest cheerleader. I will be yours, just ask. Feeling strong and able gives your soul a rock to stand on.
Most times it’s poured into how I can inspire my kids. When they leave the house in the morning I tell them, “be smart, be brave, be kind.” I want them to feel loved, but be responsible, creative, and confident in themselves and their decisions. I want them to be compassionate and concerned for others. I want them to stand tall for the right thing, whether or not anyone else is looking. I want them to be safe and calm in the face of something scary. They are my life’s work, or rather, I’m their lifes’ work. Whatever, either way. The lessons I learn about experimenting, failing, and then continuing are learned double-fold as a parent. I love that, I’m scared of that, and I’m grateful for that.
But today, this experimenting goes towards my other joy, the one in the kitchen. I am so happy to make mess after mess after mess in the kitchen. I do love a clean kitchen and can breath easy once all flat surfaces are cleared. Really though, that’s just a breath before I see it as a canopy for another experiment, another opportunity to create something new. When I go into a major organization project I say “it gets worse before it gets better.” I think the same can be said for cooking.
This dish is one of my favorites. It’s flexible Mexican food at it’s finest. The best is that instead of sour cream, I made a creamy cilantro sauce to spread on top of the guacamole. It’s simple to make and ups the coolness of bean dip to a new level. Yes please…like I needed an excuse.