“If we are not fully ourselves, truly in the present moment, we miss everything.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh
Flour. Salt. Water. Yeast. As I push the warm, soft dough against my palm, I feel the cold stone countertop underneath. I feel my hips leaning up against the cabinets. I hear my breath inside my head.
As I knead the dough, it changes. The dough becomes more elastic and flexible, ready to rise and be baked into a crusty loaf.
As I make bread, I change. My thoughts go quiet. I come into the now.
I have struggled with an inconsistent …