Sounds like a lot of work.
Maybe it comes naturally to me. I can't say my mind doesn't drift doing meaningless, rote tasks that can you do without thinking. I consider those moments gifts. You can get nice planning done, say mantras, prayers, affirmations. Practice conjuring joy. Admire your garden out the window. How big the neighbor's kids are getting.
I think being in the moment, every moment is overrated, personally. But I mostly am.
But I do focus on the dishes when I am doing them, to some degree. I mostly feel a strange gratitude. I love my dishes. I am happy I chose these forks, spoons, knives. I'm pleased that I don't feel the need to keep a mishmash of kitchen stuff like my family back home. My simplicity pleases me. I like that everything has a place in my kitchen and that I don't own things I don't use. I'm pleased at how fast I can clear a mess.
But what if you did dishes for a living, ten hours a day, five days a week? Would you still think it was a good idea to be "in the moment?" I'd probably last an hour before I found a better use for the most complicated computer known to the universe: my brain. I'm pretty sure I'd be pondering more than where I left the sponge.
Jennifer
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