If I were my own best friend I would tell myself…
make your own soup.
***I love making soup. I love starting with a whole pile of ingredients and spices, measuring cups and spoons, cutting boards and knives. I love chopping and sorting and putting it all together in one large pot. I love watching it simmer and smelling the delicious aroma as it wraps it’s way throughout the house. And then most of all, I love eating it! (and knowing that I made this soup with my own two hands.)
When I’m having a rough time there is something deeply satisfying about making my own food and taking care of myself. When life feels off-kilter this is one of my go-to strategies for re-righting my course. What are yours?? Do you find the same joy in making a large pot of soup?