This morning, for April Fool’s day I made my kids a very ugly omelet. I knew my daughter wouldn’t touch it, but I knew my son would try it — especially if it grossed out his sister. The omelet was putrid green and I served it with Jelly and cheese. Here is a picture:
Before eating it, my children tried to guess the ingredients, “Spinach or Avacadoes?” “Yep, you are close,” I said. They watched me chow down my omelet in delight but they though I was faking it to get them to eat.
My son took his first bite but quickly yelled, “YUCK!” and spit out the half-chewed piece on his plate with horror on his face. “That is horrible,” he declared. I had never seen him do that before. He is usually very polite.
Then I broke it to them, “The omelet is merely eggs with some of our blueberries mixed in — no avocado, no spinach. The blue of the berries and the yellow of the eggs combined to make it green. I think you will love your blueberry omelet.” My son smile, took another bite and liked it. He then ate the whole thing without effort.
“See,” I told them after our fun breakfast, “Your mind just got in your way.” To which my daughter replied, “Dad, our minds are always in our way!” I laughed.
This reminded me of this short story of a Korean Zen master’s awakening. I actually put the story into a funny song form this morning while I drove my kids to their elementary school — they loved it and they understood how it related to the omelet! But I wonder how my kids will remember this Buddhist April Fool’s day. 🙂