Not your ordinary Therapy Session

It may sound weird but doing the dishes is one of my greatest therapy.

It’s very relaxing..like yoga to some people. It’s a totally different way of practicing mindfulness, yes I am aware of that. But it spares you a moment of mental solitary even though you are with a crowd. It gives you ample time to think, to pause for a moment and reconsider things.

During my high school years, when I do the dishes, my thoughts always wander on my friends, on my crushes, and on my backup plans in-case I fail my algebra and physics class.

When I was in college, my thoughts grew into what films to make, movies to watch, places to hang out to. I started being concerned with matters which are so much more meaningful than crushes but sometimes, just sometimes.. they become too deep I can hardly recognize they’re my thoughts.

After leaving college and getting my first real job, my dishes-thoughts did not just grow, they evolved into something bigger. Today, I started thinking about the world and how I can make it better. I started thinking about everyone and yesterday and food and hunger and strife and happiness and united nations and movies and coffee and good friends. Totally random..but they matter to me..to everyone. I don’t know what happened, I just started thinking all these. All of a sudden I wanna be a part of the world, probably like a lighthouse. I wanna share some light even though I’m just as good as a firefly.

These thoughts consume me while I wash the plates. On some other time of the day they stay at the backseat of my head but at night just before I close my eyes to rest, they awaken me once more. They remind me they’re real, and that I’ll be making the world brighter one day at a time.