I recently gave a presentation on how one can use food preparation in their spiritual life. It is a topic close to my heart.
I think it was a difficult success. It has been a loooong time since I have done any sort of speech. I typically do not enjoy being the center of attention, especially with strangers. I also left some materials at home, including my written notes, so I did not feel prepared. Thankfully, I kept some on my tablet, so I was not completely lost.
Once I raced through what notes I did have and what I could remember despite my anxiety, we broke bread, and I asked everyone to just dialogue about food. I loved hearing all the different memories of past meals. How certain food were connected to a person or time. I guess I just liked being reminded that we are all unique individuals with our own experiences. All are valid and true. It's chaotic and beautiful at the same time.
I do hope that the attendants were able to glean some ideas and inspiration despite my stumbling. To be tremendously 90s goth, nothing is trivial. Every act can be with purpose and thought.
I would love to work through this hurdle. I have had 2 viola performances, and both were gut-wrenching. I was decent, but I felt like I was going to implode. My performance was hindered, just as it was the other day. I am now declaring it a personal goal to become more comfortable, or at least more functional, under pressure.
I do fully intend to write on this topic (food, not so much anxiety) in depth, and I hope that those who have requested it will be patient with me. After all, I am a far better writer than speaker.
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