I’ve been washing dishes since I was old enough to reach the faucet at the kitchen sink.
Do you have any idea how many dishes a family of seven uses each meal?
I washed. My sister dried. Night after night after night.
And I never thought I’d say this, but today … I find dish-washing kinda calming.
There’s something meditative about the predictable pattern of wash, rinse, repeat. I am almost thoughtless, really, purely in the moment and soothed by warm water and soap bubbles, mesmerized a bit by a cotton towel. Drying. Stacking. Back and forth.
Maybe it’s about creating order in a chaotic world. Or maybe it’s about completing simple tasks in a complicated life.
This mindset, this moving meditation brings me peace.
Slow your busy mind down with these household chores too:
- chopping vegetables – the rhythm satisfies the ear
- folding laundry – warm from the dryer
- making the bed – snug the sheets, pile the pillows … tuck, fluff, smooth
- baking – see my post on how baking centers me here
How do you slow your busy mind?