Back To Basics.

After spending too much time living in the overwhelm  - that’s probably most of us, am I right? - it’s really easy to feel comfortable in that familiar space of chaotic and reactive living.  Those of you whom know me really well, know this way of living has been a theme for me long before the crapfest a.k.a. 2020.   Anyhoo...after a particularly  emotionally grueling few days, I felt ready for some kind of reset.

Friday, October 16th: In typical Toni-fashion, the intention to follow my 7AM physical therapy session with a few errands and a lot of work on Toni’s Table, followed by a few hours in the kitchen preparing Friday Night dinner turned into a melee of many errands bringing me home much later in the day  with a sudden urge to clean the house (procrastination, anyone?) delivering me to a critical junction:  Start the work I intended to do and should have been working on at 9 AM, or start dinner in order to eat before 11PM (you don’t wanna know how often that happens).  An unassuming query from Marvelous Mia  ("When will dinner actually be ready?")  helped clarify my decision. [remember the aforementioned 11PM meals!]

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My first ever attempt at Challah (I know - how is it that I’ve never before attempted challah during my adult life?? Well, there’s a whole backstory but that’s another post for another time. Promise.) was already proofing in the warmest room of the house (don’t ask),  the decision to continue with Shabbos prep  was reached - without, amazingly, a single drop of  guilt, or more importantly shame, at not having spent a moment on #TonisTable or #Rosa100.  Somewhere deep inside this what I knew I needed.
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Making my matzoh balls, warming up the soup and tending to the Challah   became a kind of meditative practice.  Lighting the candles and saying the blessings,  I looked at my table and a thought  occurred to me.  A cliche really,  but it felt so appropriate, so spot on I could only savor the moment and the profound blessings contained therein.  

Back to Basics. 

Sometimes, it’s the simplest of things setting the path back to ourselves.  ​