Some people find running therapeutic. I don’t. It helps with stress, sure. It gets me into my body, and gives me time to ponder, helps me quiet the cacophony but it’s not particularly therapeutic for me.
I find my therapy in the kitchen.
I like the ordered routine of finding ingredients in the cupboard, measuring with hands or by eye, throwing into bowls or mixing or chopping.
It has a perfect order in which to do things and I find comfort in that. It’s like a I’m a machine simply working and creating something and it doesn’t matter what else is happening because I’m in the task.
We all feel sad sometimes, but the thing about the ‘negative’ emotions is we all try really hard to hide them. We paste that smile on our dials and get on with things with a stuff upper lip.
Tears in the car, tears in the shower, tears in the dark. Hidden sadness, because that’s what we do. Stash it away so we don’t feel uncomfortable that people know we’re sad, and they don’t feel uncomfortable watching awkward, burning tears trailing down your face and that one rogue tear that sneaks down your nasal crease, plummeting near your nostril and leaves question as to whether it’s snot, or it’s not (sounds the same, right?).
It’s almost as though allowing people to see you in the dark stuff is a weakness, and we must rise above to show how stoic and resilient we are no matter how badly shit may be crumbling around your ears.
I’m feeling the blues at the moment, bigger and bluer than an elephant’s arse in fact, and I’m right in the heart of it and to be honest even if I just tried to shake it off it’s sticking to me like shit in bear fur….. do you know that joke?
A bear is in the woods and a little rabbit hops past and the the bear says –
‘Do you have trouble with poo sticking to your fur?’
And the rabbit answers ‘not at all’ so the bear picks up the little rabbit and wipes his butt with it.
I never thought it was funny. Especially not for the poo stained rabbit.
You don’t need to be strong all the damned time.
I was on couch yesterday being blue, doing blue – you know, big sighs, staring into space, having a wallow – for half an hour before I was well and truly over myself and I made myself go into the alchemy space and get busy in the kitchen.
I made a big pot of chilli for during the week but that wasn’t the thing I wanted to eat away my feelings with when I remembered my friend from Dynamic Fitness & Health talks about these cluster things she makes….. I never ate one of hers but I saw a picture and made this up by feel.
Mine is a fruit and nut chocolate crackle packed with good stuff.
What you will need :
- a handful of puffed corn (health food aisle)
- a handful of puffed brown rice
- a handful of puffed quinoa
- a handful of shredded coconut
- a handful of chopped almonds
- 2 tablespoons sesame seeds
- 2 tablespoons sunflower seeds
- a handful of sultanas
- 5 pieces dark dark chocolate
- 1 heaped tablespoon coconut oil
- 1 tablespoon golden syrup
What you will need to do :
Turn your oven onto 180C. Chuck your dry stuff minus the sultanas and chocolate onto a baking tray and toast it all up for about 5-7 minutes
Meanwhile, over a double boiler melt your chocolate, syrup and coconut oil together until combined.
Toss your toasted dry ingredients, and sultanas into the chocolate mix and stir until all coated.
Spoon into patty cases (I used small for small people and big for me) and refrigerate until solid and chocolate crackle like.
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