I washed dishes this morning, as I do every morning. And evening. I quite enjoy it. I find simple, mundane tasks calming.
But it was a bit different today. I looked closely at items as I dried them and placed them squeaky clean in orderly sequence on the bench, ready to put away when I'm finishing the exercise. There were spoons from Indonesia and China and a knife from Sheffield England. There plates from China and USA. I picked up a little bottle of ghee on the bench. Packed in Australia but "Product of India." There was fruit on the bench, Kiwi from NZ, and I recalled seeing fresh food in the supermarket from USA the day previous.
It struck me what an amazing life we live. There's stuff from all over the world in my house, right at mt fingertips, all combining to give me a pleasant affluent lifestyle compared to so many people in the world who grub out existence the hard way. Historically, before electricity and the internal combustion engine inventions, it was so for most people. I think this way also driving around in traffic with just about every body driving around in their mechanized ton and half of steel, plastic, aluminum, vinyl, rubber personal transport - without an iota of concern really for where it or the fuel comes from.
Our car is a Skoda built in Czechoslovakia. I can't even spell it without auto correct!
I find it all.....bloody weird.
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