How to Love Washing Dishes, Part I

“The best time to plan a book is while you’re doing the dishes.” ~ Agatha Christie 

Submerge wrist deep in hot fluffy bubbles, lose yourself in the circular wiping rhythm, gaze into the mindlessness out the window. Simple ingredients for “dishwashing meditation.” Hot water and a window above the sink. Doesn’t matter what’s on the other side of the window. The less, the better.

Washing dishes allows a momentary stillness that most people don’t purposefully allow themselves. It’s difficult to multi-task with sopping wet hands full of breakables. The mind can wander aimlessly or completely empty itself of worries. At the end of it all, there is a deep sense of accomplishment and certainly not “time wasted.” An empty counter where once there was mess; a full basket of sparkling clean; and one final swipe of the countertops to prepare the open spaces for more creation. What more could you hope for in a chore?

photo via Pink of Perfection

A moment of quiet just for you, warmth, and the finished product of restoring a kitchen to all its glory. Go ahead, offer to wash the next sinkful. Indulge yourself.

My Love Affair with Earl

No, not Earl Hickey from TV’s My Name is Earl. Also not the bumbling country Sheriff in the movie Nothing to Lose. My love affair is with the bergamot orange joy of the tea of all teas. We’re tight. I like to just call him Earl.My evening cuppa.

It’s not the flavour; not the colour; not even the smell; or the warmth of the tea that calls to me. It’s every little detail of it all put together to make the experience of the hot drink so inexplicably perfect.

A proper cup of Earl takes no more than a single, slow, deep inhalation to soothe an upset stomach, console a sad heart, or warm a body from the inside out.

It starts with the heat on your hands as they wrap around your favourite mug, then as the fragrant steam envelopes your entire face and floods every smell and taste receptor you possess there exists a nanosecond where everything else simply disappears. The seat under you melts away, the walls evaporate, the hustle and bustle of the world blends into a colourful mirage … peace, solitude, tranquility. Everything is right in the world.

I could go on and on … but instead, I insist you stop whatever it is you are doing or about to do. Boil the kettle, put on the coffee pot, microwave the hot chocolate, and lose yourself in the sound, smell, and bliss of the first moments of your best hot drink.  Ahhhhhh.

Disadvantage vs. Opportunity

“Opportunity: often it comes in the form of misfortune, or temporary defeat.” ~ Napoleon Hill When Courtney stated, “You’d find this book really interesting,” about Malcolm Gladwell’s Outliers: The Story of Success I knew she’d be right and started reading then … Continue reading