Contentment. The ability to say that you have it is one of the greatest treasures these days, and such a rarity at the same time. Our entire culture screams at us not to be content. We need more. We need recognition, money, bigger houses, nicer clothes, fancier food, more organic groceries, nicer china, better behaved children, more upstanding parents, tighter jeans, more manicured lawns, faster cars, cheaper gas, bigger diamonds, louder voices, bigger audiences, bigger hair, more artful language, sharper retorts. Everything is “more” or “er”. BiggER, bettER.
This is all good and well when it comes to some things, don’t get me wrong. Of course we want our children to be constantly growing and becoming better people and we want that for ourselves as well, but not in order to impress or appear higher up in the eyes of others.
How many people, do you think, sit back and just breathe and experience contentment on a daily basis? How about even once a month or even once a year? It must be absolutely exhausting never being content.
Being content isn’t about wanting more, it’s about appreciating what you have.
It is one of the greatest gifts that you could ever give yourself and once you’ve given it to yourself, it’s one to guard as closely as you can. I’ll let things in my life (tv, music, magazines, advertising, etc), but when they start messing around with my contentment – it’s time to go. I can count on one hand how many television shows I watch. I have only two radio stations I’ll listen to. I’ve deleted 90% of my itunes library from my telephone because I don’t want to be walking around singing songs in my head about how hard my life is or how angry I am when I’m not.
Some people might argue that me not watching reality tv is an act of sequestering myself from the outside world. That me not listening to the billboard top whatever makes me out of touch. But I’ve seen and heard it enough to know that I’m not missing out on much but making room for more. I have contentment.
I can spend that extra time with the tv off sitting on my back porch and watching the birds hop from branch to branch as I drink my coffee and wonder if the squirrels will ever figure me out. I can keep that radio off and hear my kids ever changing voices tell me about their day at school.
I didn’t give anything up, I just traded it. For contentment.
I definitely traded up.
Today’s recipe is difficult to describe. If you love peach crisp and old fashioned baked Rice Pudding like my Mama Reed made, this is a blend of those flavors. Techincally, it is a breakfast but it is so very good and just lightly sweet enough that it could also be a dessert at the end of a soothing meal. Rather than just oatmeal, it has a custardy texture and taste to it, with a hint of brown sugar and warm peaches to keep you coming back for just one more bite.
I have been working on this post off and on for three days and every time I get back to working on it I have to stop and go make this dish again because just writing about it makes my mouth water and my stomach growl. I hope you’ll get to make it soon and eat it slowly, with contentment.
You’ll need: Milk, Old Fashioned Oats, Cinnamon, Butter or margarine, eggs, brown sugar, peaches, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and vanilla.
*You’ll notice I’m using margarine here. I choose margarine because it is so much cheaper, it is a personal choice. I’ve gotten away from buying margarine lately because whenever I post it I get nasty emails from folks for not using butter. I understand that people have personal convictions with valid roots in choosing butter over margarine. But I had gotten to the point where, when I was shopping, I’d feel a sense of dread and felt as if I had to get butter or I’d have to deal with the emails. It is good for people to have convictions but it is wrong for me or for you to be bullied into following convictions of others. So I’m with margarine here. Choose butter if you prefer but know that I’ll support you and your convictions whichever way you go P.S. I saved $2.00!
In a medium sized bowl, place melted butter, milk, vanilla, and eggs and stir up with a fork or whisk until well blended.
In a large mixing bowl place oats, baking powder, baking soda, brown sugar, and cinnamon.
Weird Confession: I love oats so much that I eat them raw whenever Im cooking with them.
Stir together until well combined.
Add in liquid mixture.
And stir again.
Add in peaches..
and stir again.
I bet you knew I was gonna say that, huh?
Spray an 8×8 baking dish with cooking spray or you can grease it with butter or margarine.
Pour in your mixture.
Bake at 350 for 40-45 minutes or until set and lightly browned on the top.
I love the beams of sunlight shining through my window in this photo.
Spoon into bowls and try to maintain your dignity when you smell this and see how moist and yummy looking it is.
Eat it as is, because it is utterly wonderful. If you want to take it over the top though…
Pour a little heavy cream over it or serve with vanilla ice cream.
A great idea is to eat it as is for breakfast and save any leftovers to heat up and have with cream or ice cream for dessert after supper!
“Even if something is left undone,
everyone must take time to sit still
and watch the leaves turn.”
Submitted by Diane Smith, thanks Diane!