avatarSusan Brearley

Summary

The web content is a reflection on the therapeutic and meditative aspects of washing dishes, connecting the mundane task with a deeper sense of peace and connection with nature.

Abstract

The text presents a contemplative perspective on the act of washing dishes, likening it to a form of meditation that brings mental clarity and spiritual fulfillment. The author describes the process of washing dishes not just as a chore, but as an opportunity for solitude and reflection, engaging with the task to the point where the outside world fades away. The suds, the remnants of food, and the transformation to a sparkling clean state are all part of this meditative practice. The author finds themselves in a serene communion with nature, observing oaks, birds, and porcupines, reluctant to let go of this sublime moment unless it's time to share the meditative experience with someone else.

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  • The author views dishwashing as a personal ritual for achieving mental peace and salvation.
  • There is a sense of satisfaction and spiritual nourishment derived from the act of cleaning dishes thoroughly.
  • The task is seen as an opportunity for mindfulness and a chance to be present with one's surroundings, including nature.
  • The author values the solitude and the connection with the environment that the task of dishwashing provides.
  • There is an openness to share this meditative state with others, suggesting that the experience can be communal as well as personal.

Spoken Word Poetry

Don’t Wash My Dishes

A Meditation

Photo by Catt Liu on Unsplash

It’s my meditation

my mental salvation

my soul’s libation.

I stand at this window

hands immersed in suds,

and scrubbing the chunks,

the slime, the grime, til there’s no line or twine,

only shine.

And all the time…

Toe to toe with the oaks,

the birds, the porcupines

I’m disinclined to release

this sublime

moment to another.

Unless, it’s also your meditation time.

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