Soup Pot Wisdom

At the heart of the ‘everyday happiness’ conversation is the notion that being present to our ordinary activities and daily tasks is the pathway to deep joy and a profound contentment.

Very often, we look outside ourselves, or to some future way-station, where, upon arrival we will have our heart’s desire and a happy life will unfold in front of us, and we can march merrily into the golden future – cartoon birds singing alongside us and endlessly summering flowers blooming in our footsteps.

It does sound kind of lovely, doesn’t it? There are times like that – golden days – and they are to be cherished. We had one yesterday, when our devilish little nephew suddenly revealed himself to be  a grown man with plans, as he pledged himself to his bride, under a perfectly sunny sky.

It was an end-of-summer garden wedding, blessed by the weather gods and the gathered, and we spent the weekend basking in family memories and eating tiny cakes.

Today the weather changed. Autumn has announced itself with grey skies, rain, and yellow leaves rattling across the pavement. Our loved ones fly back to remote corners of the country to return to work and school, and the honeymooners, happily exhausted, begin the journey from wedding to marriage.

I made soup. Borscht*, actually. It is my grandmother’s recipe and a meal I associate with the turn to the darker seasons – fall or early winter. It is filled with practical goodness – potatoes, cabbage, beets – working class vegetables that are hearty and strong.


The cooking of it took the chill off the day. The eating of it will fill our hearts and tummies with happy sustenance. We can ease into our Sunday evening in an ordinary way, brimming with soup and satisfaction. That is everyday happiness. You can find it in your soup pot.

*You can find the recipe by clicking here. I shared the method on today’s Instagram Story. You can follow my Instagram stories at @vickimcleod.

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About Vicki

I’m a coach and consultant and in my spare time I like to cook and play house. I believe happy idleness is a purposeful pathway to a contented life. And I am happiest either in my pajamas or an apron – or both.