One of the things my sister and I decided to do in the New Year was to learn how to make bread. Not the quick banana bread kind, but the yeast rising/ kneading for 10 minutes kind.
You know.. by hand. Like pilgrims.
Last weekend we made some hot cross buns that came out more like hard and cross buns but a few nukes of the microwave and they were soft and an appropriate accompaniment to a cup of coffee.
Last Sunday we made Sally Lunn bread.
As you can see it looks beautiful. Unfortunately, it was slightly raw on the inside. We’ll have to leave it in the oven a little while longer next time.
I say “we” as if I did much of anything to help with this bread baking process. Although I bought the ingredients and found the recipes. As far as mixing and blending and things like that....not so much.
I enjoy the idea of doing something more than the actual doing. I will research how to do a thing until the cows come home but someone else has to take care of the cows. I just want to have the idea and see that it gets done. I’ve realized I am this way with a lot of things in my life
This brings me to my ongoing challenge: figuring out what the hell I'm supposed to be doing with my life.
I don’t know about you but every once in a while I get totally overwhelmed with trying to answer the “am I on the right path” question.
To add fuel to this out of control fire yesterday Oprah (who is my friend on Facebook and imaginary friend in real life) posted this:
In the video Steven Pressfield, author of Turning Pro talks about finding what you want to do with your life and tackling it like a professional. He suggests you put all your energy into perfecting the skill you need to be a professional at your calling.
When I heard this advice I was like ::fist pump::: “YESSS!”
And then I repeated it to my Guru otherwise known as Mr. Bubble Burster.
“Don’t you already know that?” he said
O_o
Well.. yeah.
He went on to inform me that I am a collector of information but that I rarely take action on anything.
::interject the sound of a balloon deflating:::
And that is my problem. I don’t take action on anything because I don’t know if it’s the right thing to take action on or the right action to take. I’m not a leaper of fate because I am afraid to fall.
And yet I know I can’t stay where I am..
By the way, this conversation happened at eleven o’clock at night which made for a great night's sleep that involved me torturing myself with “what am I supposed to do with my life and why can't I just do it” conversation.
I was still flogging myself with self doubt this morning as I made my way to work. I happened to pick up a copy of the free newspaper, The Metro, that was abandoned on a train seat and folded to the crossword section (the only part of the newspaper I pay attenction to) and the horoscope which read
Lanell, we're exactly where we're supposed to be, and there are still more hands to hold, bridges to cross, lives to touch, and "happys" to dance.
Are you ready to face a fear moment-by-moment, day by day and stretch into your uncomfortable areas, and are you willing to see how big and amazing and fun life really can be?
And Today’s daily thought Real Simple:





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