I gave this blog a 3 when it comes to physical because if you learn what your Favorite Vegetable is it could change what you eat or even how you prepare it. Maybe knowing more about yourself might prompt you to change other things in your physical world. It earned a 5 in the emotional category because the subject matter is very emotional, and anytime you dig deep you will hit some definate emotional veins. The blog does not hit that much on social issues, nor does it pertain much to other people, therefore it got a 1 in social.
From my experience, Guided Journaling is one of the best ways to learn more about yourself. Guided Journaling, in its simplest form, is taking questions and digging deep, using your imagination, and exploring memories long forgotten.
I’ll be honest and admit I’ve already explored this question—Favorite Vegetable—in my own practice of Guided Journaling, so I knew the answer before I started.
For that reason, it is written more smoothly than you might write your answer in a journal, on a computer screen, or on a scrap piece of paper. But remember, never be afraid to be sloppy. Digging deep is messy.
Why am I blogging about this? Why am I sharing my personal feelings online? Why did I start My Ink Trail? Because, when you know yourself, doors you never imagined begin to open, dreams you have had hidden for years start to come true, and you gain a confidence you never imagined possible. Come along with me, and take a chance on Guided Journaling. You never know what might happen for you too.
IMAGINE A BLUE SKY SPREAD OVER THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GARDEN. IN THIS GARDEN, ONLY VEGETABLES ARE GROWN. BESIDE THE GARDEN IS AN OUTDOOR KITCHEN WITH A WORLD-RENOWNED CHEF. WALK OUT INTO THE GARDEN AND CHOOSE YOUR FAVORITE VEGETABLE. WHAT IS IT? NOW TAKE IT TO THE CHEF. HOW WOULD YOU HAVE HIM PREPARE IT?
When I close my eyes and picture myself in my beautiful garden, I see all kinds of vegetables, vibrant colors, and the most beautiful brown soil and blue sky. I imagine myself walking along the rows. I inhale deeply. The scent of warm earth and fresh air fills my nostrils. (Yes, I do have an active imagination.)
The first row in my imaginary garden has tall stalks of corn, my hand reaches out to take an ear, but I quickly pull it back. Corn is definitely one of my favorite vegetables, but is it my absolute favorite? I tend to be a person who weighs all of her options and then makes a fairly quick decision. Don’t get me wrong, one of my biggest weaknesses is over thinking, though. Keeping that in mind, I walk toward the next row.
It has cabbage, cauliflower, cucumbers, and onions. The head of cabbage on my right is as large as a man’s head. While I do love cole slaw, I knew cabbage wasn’t going to be my favorite vegetable. I zoomed right past the cauliflower and cucumbers, because I don’t even like either one of them. (If asked what my least favorite vegetable is, I would have to say cucumbers. I don’t even like the smell of them.) I do like onions, but they are definitely not my favorite.
The next row has all types of potatoes, including Russet and Sweet Potatoes. I have to put my hands in my pockets to keep from choosing one of them. I love them both. Even if I were to choose one of the two, trying to figure out which one I like best would be hard. But as much as I love potatoes, I know I have to move on.
Then I reach the last row to find carrots and tomatoes. I love them both. I look from one to the other, and something inside of me stirs. A smile spreads across my face. Carrots. Carrots will be my choice.
As I pick the carrots, I feel conflicted once again. How do I want them fixed? Do I just want them raw with Ranch Dressing? As a person who prides herself on being unique, raw with ranch seemed very uncreative. I could have them steamed. I love steamed carrots. I also love them in a salad. When I make a salad one-third of it is carrots. (But a salad uses more than one vegetable, and I can only pick one.) Then it hit me. I like carrots enough that I just want them sliced into sticks with nothing else.
A memory begins to surface, but I can’t yet remember all of the details.
NOW IMAGINE, YOU ARE A REPORTER SEARCHING FOR A STORY, BUT THE ONLY PLACE YOU CAN LOOK IS IN YOUR MEMORIES. WHEN WAS THE FIRST TIME YOU TRIED YOUR FAVORITE VEGETABLE? DID YOU LOVE IT IMMEDIATELY OR WAS IT AN ACQUIRED TASTE? IS THEIR A RESON, BESIDES TASTE, WHY YOU LIKE THIS VEGETABLE SO MUCH?
The first time I tried carrots would have been as a child, probably around five years old, when we lived in Bristol, Tennessee. (I have so many wonderful memories from Bristol. In fact, I still have friends there and see them on occasion.)
My mom, my brother, and I lived in a house, where we took care of a lady we called Granny Irene. The house was fairly small, as was the yard, but it was fenced in. On the property was a large pine tree. Because it had grown up against the fence, half of the tree was missing, making the perfect play house for me and my brother. We would spend hours in our playhouse. When we got hungry, Mom always had a snack ready for us. Most of the time our snack was carrot sticks and apple slices.
To me, carrots equal love. No matter if I like the taste of another vegetable more, carrots will always be my favorite vegetable.
Peace. Love. Carrots!
For Your Journal: Put It In Ink…
Do you know your favorite vegetable? Use the two questions above to find out more about yourself.
Do you see the benefit of knowing your favorite vegetable? Why or why not?