Why do I always forget how much simple, repetitive kitchen tasks can calm and sooth, how surrendering to a singular goal is not madness but a source of pleasure? Narrowing my focus to just one thing is not a scary and impossible fairytale but a relief and pleasure and really the only solution most of the time.
[C]ooking is about being in relationship: to the ingredients, to the space I am occupying, to the people I am cooking for, to the life-force that enables this nourishment to happen. When I’m in relationship in this way, I’m also engaged in a form of stillness, … in a state of non-being. Or to put it another way, I’m participating in something deeper and more significant to my life than tending to my ego’s restlessness and dissatisfaction.
I love Dana Velden’s Weekend Meditations at The Kitchn.