“Slice a pear and you will find that its flesh is incandescent white. It glows with inner light. Those who carry a knife and a pear are never afraid of the dark” – Yann Martel
Or a ‘can opener’. I was brought up on a council estate diet of canned fruit, meat and veg – yay for the 1970s – we could get a whole roast dinner out of a tin.
There’s something about tinned food that speaks to me.
I am attracted to symbols, archetypes and metaphor – they hint at something just out of reach. There’s something wonderfully sacramental about it. Sacred Tinned Pears stands for the sacred hidden in the everyday (or not so hidden if you know how to look).
I’m told you shouldn’t need to unpick a metaphor – but just in case…
‘Pears for Heirs’ is an old fashioned saying based on the age it takes to grow a pear tree from seed. Any work that doesn’t have immediate reward is said to be ‘pears for heirs’ meaning any benefit will be reaped by those in the future. I hope so. It also hints at the length of time and the process involved with ‘becoming’ and growth. It is a lifetime’s journey.
Trees have been synonymous with growth and the sacred for eternity. The Tree of Life, Forestlore, Jesus’ death on the tree- growth, blossoming, fulfilment.
The Kingdom of God grows from a tiny seed into a huge tree, into which all birds of the air come to sit and find rest. “Pears cannot ripen alone, so we ripened together.” Meridel Le Sueur. I hope to share what I know and learn from others.
The shape of the pear has connotations of fertility and the potential for greater things to be seeded.
Keeping food in tins is a fairly modern way of keeping things fresh. The ‘fruit’ inside is still the same pear, although it bears little resemblance to its true nature on the branch.
You need both the right tools and effort to open the tin – t doesn’t just happen – you can’t appreciate the fruit without either of them.
I like lots of words that start with ‘p’ : passion, potential, possibility, purpose – ok, I’m stretching it now.
To bear fruit and the fruits of the Holy Spirit – which is ultimately, what it is all about.
What metaphors would you use to describe your life journey?