I like to meditate. I started Japa Meditation several years ago after listening to the late great Dr. Wayne Dyer. I found he and I to be kindred spirits of sorts, on the same journey and his wisdom spoke to me. I also felt meditation would help with my anxiety the same way cooking does, and low and behold it has been a blessing.
Many times while I am in my kitchen it is not uncommon to find me, eyes closed and in deep meditation. The first time my husband Henry found me in a trance- like state, he sprung into EMT mode and was certain I was in distress. I quickly reassured him that I was merely meditating and he can discontinue CPR.
I also use music in the same way as I find it very cathartic to my creative process. And let me be clear,that anyone who does not see cooking as a creative process, has either never cooked very much, or is use to dining out a lot and takes for granted that the food is painstakingly created and
adorned with the spirit of the chef. Yes that’s how I see it.
So when I am in my kitchen creating my masterpieces, (at least I believe they are, and I get no complaints from my crew), I liken the process to a symphony coming together perfectly. I am at peace with the process and I am in love and gratitude the whole time. I have a smile on my face that is second only to the bliss I get watching my teens thriving and being, my husband smiling at me, or my dog Jaxx laying beside me. It feels like home to my soul and I am confident, and comfortable in my ability to create wonderfully healthy, sinfully sexy, and oh so tasty meals for my family and friends.
My kitchen is the place where the people I cherish, gather to love, laugh, and eat, and nothing makes me happier than to know that I am contributing to that experience, doing what I love and what feeds my soul.