January 5, 2015: Accepting Onions

~by Paula Veloso Babadi

Living life without all those needless tears can be found in this extremely wise lesson that Paula shares about “onions.”

It’s a new year and time to see this world with new eyes. I am continually amazed at how much wisdom can be imparted from God’s green earth. Take the onion – just as it comes to us from the ground, the onion is at once intense, pungent and strong, yet so readily torn when we handle the delicate skin and made sweet when in the heat of being sautéed. Scientists have tried to suppress the onion enzyme that causes us to cry, but in doing so, they discovered their engineering caused unwanted changes in the onion’s essence and compromised its’ health benefits. Something as simple as an onion contains contradictions, and I have decided to accept it for what it is, as it is, without alteration; to enjoy raw tears along with delectable taste. My husband and I laugh, because I call him my onion. God, in His infinite wisdom provides us with paradoxes in the “whole” of this created world and in His children. My prayer to our heavenly Father today is one of thanksgiving for opening my eyes to see and appreciate the mysteries of this earth applied to our humanity, especially my own “onion”.

Accepting Onions

I’m an onion through and through
You like me when I’m in the stew
Flavor mingling with the rest -
I think that’s when you like me best.
When you face me raw I make you cry
My taste too strong for you to try,
But persevere and you will find
The secrets in each layer of mine –
For though my flavor is intense
My benefits are quite immense.
Polyphenols, flavenoids,
Boost the heart, fill diet voids.
They reside in my first layer
So peel me with the greatest care.
Anti-bacterial, good with liver
Even helps with the blood sugar.
To get these benefits you must commit
To take me daily and never quit.
Don’t like onions? Think again,
I give you paper from my skin.
Pungent taste enjoyed through time -
I’m the star of feta, pita, herbs and wine.
Those who’ve learned to appreciate me
Discovered there’s more than what they see.
I know I’m harsh, and sometimes rotten, then
You throw me out, completely forgotten.
But I’m also tasty, savory, and sweet
The choice is yours, whether or not to eat.
And when my panthial S-Oxide makes you cry
Remember my qualities that elicit a sigh.
I may be just your onion, in some ways good and some not,
But without you to complete me, I’m only food in the pot.
It’s when you accept me for what I am,
I become the finest pick of the land.

Paula Veloso Babadi has worked in the health care industry for over thirty five years, but her true passion is poetry. She is a member of the St. John’s Chapter of the national Catholic Writers Guild and a regular contributor to the St. Joseph’sReflections Newspaper. Growing up in England and Pensacola with her Filipino and British parents and marrying into her Iranian family, she now lives in Jacksonville, Florida with her husband, daughter and nearby three grown sons and grandchildren.

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