Allow me to SHARE this moment: a quiet place, nowhere to be except here. It’s ABOUT slowing down, escaping the ANTIC energy of the world. I am certain that the world and all that means will still be there when the moment passes

Georg’ann

Listening to Sam Cooke croon
“This little light of mine I’m going to let it SHINE”, Becca felt this simple praise song moving up from some deep place inside. She momentarily lost track of what she was DOING as she sang along, and sliced not only the shallot but also her PINKY. The sharp sensation brought her immediately back to focus as she watched a droplet of blood drop onto the RAMIN cutting board. Panning out from the scene she was amused by her ANTIC performance and the inevitable comeuppance. Such are the dangers of kitchen performance when one is lost in music and motion.

Heather