My breakfast looked like this: Instant Oatmeal with blueberries or Rolled Oats with mixed berries or Extra-Thick Rolled Oats with blueberries and mixed berries. Exactly! I needed more variety.
I checked out a few cookbooks from the library and a week later, I tried baking my first batch of granola. And? They came out slightly burnt. Then I tried my second batch. And? I tried too hard and the whole thing came out COMPLETELY burnt! I was upset. I read the recipe books. Why didn’t my food come out perfectly? Isn’t reading recipes the equivalent of cooking?
I had neck pain. I wanted to do more yoga. I checked out Yoga DVDs from the library. However, after three DVDs on “Yoga Quick Fixes”, my neck pain still wasn’t getting any better. How come watching “Yoga Fixes” didn’t fix my neck pain?
I wanted to be good at meditation. I read about meditation, talked about meditation and listened to podcasts about meditation. I read “ The Science of Enlightenment”, and why am I still not enlightened?!
I learned about Nonviolent communication from multiple sources, and I wanted to speak with “I” languages, but often times, the first word that came out of my mouth is still “You”!
I wanted to write better. I took an online course on writing. Shouldn’t I be on the “Best Sellers List” already?
I watched five youtube videos on “How to take out the stopper from your bathtub?” Why did I still end up frustrated with the stubborn stopper in my bathtub?
What does it take to turn an idea into a craft; the intellectual knowledge into embodied skills?
Interest? The capacity to withstand the drudgery? Patience? Resiliency? Commitment? Self-knowledge? Time? Practice? And what else?
In order to cook better, more than collecting recipes in a folder called “cooking” along with many subfolders under it, I need to get my hands messy in the kitchen.
In order to do more Yoga, I need to walk away from the computer where I hold my head forward and created the neck pain in the first place, and get on my hands and knees on the mat.
In order to be a better meditator, I need to plant myself on the cushion regularly.
In order to communicate in a new way, I need to practice speaking in the new language day by day;
In order to write better, I need to sit down and write.
In order to fix the bathtub stopper, I need to call my landlord.
I will go back into the kitchen and try again. If it still doesn’t work out, I will either keep trying or get Steel-Cut Oats instead. But I will be content with my oatmeal because now I have the humility to understand that the mastery of any skill takes serious practice.