A Stone Soup party is one in which you invite people over for dinner, each guest bringing something to throw into the pot to make a soup that everyone will share. I never was a big fan. You never knew who was going to bring what, and risked everyone bringing the same ingredient. Like turnips. I imagined a watery soup that tasted like a turnip, with little to no nourishment.
Lots of people love these parties though, and say it is the hodgepodge of ingredients that creates the magic. Somehow the guests always show up with a variety of vegetables, spices, and whatnot to create a soup that is both delicious and nourishing. Any one of the ingredients on its own, like turnips, doesn’t have what it takes to create a hearty soup. But simmered all together it becomes something rich and life-giving.
Life feels like a Stone Soup party right now.
Events and emotions show up on our doorstep every day, inviting us throw them into the pot and make something that is both delicious and nourishing. Like my dreaded turnip, there are things I’d rather not add to the pot. Things that left on their own would result in a bitter broth indeed. But simmered all together, they become something rich and life giving. It is the hodgepodge of ingredients of our daily lives that creates the magic.