I was really feeling BLAH this week.
I think we are all feeling BLAH. It seemed like everyone I talked to this week…..”I’m feeling BLAH.”….”yeah me too.”
And you know what? It’s ok. We’ve all been through a lot this year…it’s ok to not feel ok!
I was trying to decide what to post today…and I ended up deciding to post BLAH!
It’s Sunday…so I got up this morning… turned on my favorite Sunday music….started some bread dough and some English muffin dough. And decided that I needed some help getting me out of the BLAH’S. So today…it was about the earth for me. I caught a glimpse of the Wellsvilles (a mountain range where I live) as the sun was coming up…still covered in snow, they were glowing and beautiful. I just stared….and took it in. I wish I would have taken a picture… but I didn’t know I was gonna post this today…and I was too busy just staring.
I love the earth. I love her. I have so much gratitude for her. Have you ever stopped to think about what she really does for us? She freely provides everything we need…..she has impeccable timing and she’s more than reliable. She never stops giving. Her beauty is unmatched….and I literally could find something new every single day that I haven’t seen before. Sometimes if we will just take a few minutes to really look….she will heal us. Mentally and physically by what she gives. She brings us joy…. gives a smile… shows us hope …..puts light where there is none….not to mention the nutrition she provides. She must be exhausted! Just having those thoughts today brought me an unexplainable amount of gratitude for her. Which in turn lifted my BLAH’s.
The truth in baking gives me comfort. The laws of it. If I use a certain ingredient and mix or cook it a certain way…it has to become what has to become. It’s a law! So I know when I grind wheat berries….I’ll get flour. And I know that when I add natural yeast with that flour and some water…a little salt…give it some time. It will rise. And I will get bread. It has to! It’s a law! That brings comfort and satisfaction to me.
Today was a great baking day. I felt a little more connected to Fernandough…. to his creation. To the ingredients. Putting everything in the bowl. Getting my hands in there and feeling the consistency…the stickiness….the ingredients coming together. Becoming what they have to become. When I pulled these hot babies from the oven….my heart felt so full. Like the earth had said, “Thank you for thinking of me today”.
Sometimes just finding a little something to be grateful for…can take away the BLAH’s. Plus you get some beautiful, delicious bread as a result.