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Sunday, March 28, 2010

eggs


almost every morning we have hardboiled eggs for breakfast... the ease of preparation of a hot meal does not escape me, and I lean like nobody's business on it... It used to be I just cooked four, for J and C and sometimes me...now we're up to six as the kids both eat real food, J grabs two to take with him and I even make it a point to feed myself.... when I remember...


This morning I was standing at the sink, peeling the eggs and I was on some sort of slowmotion reel and able to actually watch my fingers doing the work, the rythmn of the rolling smashing eggbreak, the skim of my finger between the shell and the skinfilm... the smoothness of the naked egg... the growing pile of blissbrown shell in the bowl below me..


mindfulness and morning task.


all good.

1 comments:

Jen said...

There is something very methodical about this, it's comforting to me. I am one to love a routine. It's gives me ease and a sense of control. God knows how I love to control. And, a hard boiled egg every morning. Yummy. You are doing it right friend. Keep it up.