The Parable of the Peach Seed
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By Judith Cullen
© 2015
Life sometimes teaches you in small, subtle ways. If you aren’t paying attention you miss the
larger lessons.
I am in the habit of having a piece of fruit in the
evenings. It helps ward off late night
cravings. For some reason my evening
impulses run to sweets. My 9 pm plum of is a healthy way to stave off a 2 am
ice cream binge.
One evening this August I was eating a peach, and the pit
split open. There, nestled inside, was
the seed. I had never seen a peach seed
before; never even considered what might be on the inside of the pit. It looked like an almond, though I later
found out that mistaking it for an almond could be the last mistake I would
ever make. Peach seeds are a rich source
of cyanide, apparently. But I did not
know that yet, so I dried it off and carefully set it aside thinking, “What
would happen if I planted it? I’ll find
out!”
