energy

i arranged these quail eggs four or five different ways. this was not the best composition, but it had the right energy for some reason. it looked to me as if the ring of eggs facing in were somehow caring for, or nurturing, the egg in the middle. maybe this came from my association with quail eggs. the first time we came to the languedoc, my son discovered hard boiled quail eggs and it was one of his transition foods between what we ate in the u.s. and what was available for us to eat in france. we had brought the dog along on that first trip, and one day we gave him a raw quail egg to play with. he was so extraordinarily gentle with it, cradling it in his mouth, and immediately looking for a place to play with it. in the end, we found the egg under one of our pillows, completely unscathed. he had “buried” it like a bone, but so tenderly, that it reminded me of my own guileless and gentle 6 year old son, and now the sight of quail eggs always gives me that feeling of gentleness and male energy harnessed in the direction of caring, like a big hairy arm rocking a baby to sleep. so that’s my very long story, about why a ring of eggs nuzzling another egg in the middle of their circle had an energy i responded to today. amazing how many of these associations we have, biding their time, waiting to be triggered by a memory.

quail eggs