tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765605329049693979.post6481268183940472363..comments2023-05-07T02:48:04.648-07:00Comments on From the faraway nearby: The sacred art of dish-washingBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07845892067516597134noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765605329049693979.post-82067556524334208012008-11-18T21:22:00.000-08:002008-11-18T21:22:00.000-08:00I would love to knit but I don't think I have the ...I would love to knit but I don't think I have the patience to learn.Danellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14757593189487916537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765605329049693979.post-35568453730572871772008-11-03T05:48:00.000-08:002008-11-03T05:48:00.000-08:00I love this post. I have the same feelings about ...I love this post. I have the same feelings about household chores and I've tried to resolve them in much the same way--by deciding I like them, and making a ritual out of it. I read somewhere, a long time ago, that Tiger Woods makes his bed even when he stays in a hotel, as part of his zen practice and the idea of taking care of yourself and your spot on the earth. Whether this is true or not, it stuck with me and since then I rarely mind being the only one who ever makes the bed. <BR/><BR/>Kay (publisher --but not designer-- of that Ballband dishrag)Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06461062291290683112noreply@blogger.com