I love making mistakes, in cooking and baking that is. In real life not so much….
In the kitchen, when I make a mistake and then figure out where I went wrong, it allows me to learn so much more than I would have learned had I done things right the first time. It allows me to learn about the ingredients, cause and effect relationships, how to make things better the next time, how to change the recipe going forward. How to develop it, bring out the best in it, control the worst and ultimately, eventually, arrive at something delicious and beautiful. So why can’t I apply these same ideals in life?
In day to day life, I loathe mistakes, I demand perfection. From myself and those around me. It’s non-negotiable. Why can’t I view those mistakes the same way? As a learning opportunity? I don’t know the answer.
Maybe it’s because so often in life we never really find the “why”, the reason. And often there is no fix. The kitchen provides so much control, even in chaos and mistakes, there is always an element of control. But when life, work, and people are in the mix, control goes out the window!
Just some morning thoughts to ponder. For eternity, lol.