A couple weeks ago I was preparing for my first book club meeting and I wanted to bring something yummy to eat for the group. So where do you go when you need some ideas quick…? Pinterest of course.
There I found a couple of good, pretty easy ideas and got inspired. It didn't dawn on me until I had already shopped for the ingredients and was back home in my kitchen happily preparing the first dish, that I realized that I used to tell myself that I couldn't cook. That's right. I was convinced I was born without the cooking gene. It was to the point I wouldn't even try. I didn't even want to look at a recipe, convinced it would come out as a disaster.
Why was that?
Well, in the early years of my marriage I was eager to cook for my new husband and come up with clever one-dish meals for us to try.
Sure, not every idea turned out well, but sadly not once did my then-husband ever thank me for my effort or complement me on a dish I had prepared.
In fact, it was quite the opposite. In the absence of any comment, I would often ask him how did he like the dinner? His answer often ranged from something lackluster to downright insulting. (I realize now that this was his issue, not mine.)
However, a couple of years of trying to cook under those circumstances, I gave up. I thought I was a terrible cook and was resigned to warming up microwave meals and eating ramen noodles for the rest of my adult life.
Fast forward 12 years and my then-husband and I are now divorced and I lovingly cook for myself and my son regularly. I even went so far as to make a few YouTube videos on how to prepare some of my favorite dishes for my health coaching clients last year.
It was sometime during the second year of me living on my own, post-divorce, when I realized I actually liked the food that I was preparing for myself. I even liked looking for new ideas to try again. Suddenly I realized that the whole story I used to tell myself that I couldn't cook and probably couldn't learn was totally false!
I was letting the A.N.T.s invade my brain. You know those A.N.T.s, those Automatic Negative Thoughts that keep you stuck in some behavior you wish you didn't have or keeps you feeling badly about yourself.
I sure knew it. And cooking wasn't the only negative thought I would automatically play over and over to myself.
However, the more I learned about my mind-body connection, my subconscious mind, and how you can take control of those negative thoughts, the more I did just that.
Today when I think back about that young woman standing in the kitchen tentatively trying to cook for her new husband, I hardly even recognize her. So much has changed. Happily so. However, I'm thankful for each and every experience because it brought me to the place where I am today. I am grateful for today because today is beautiful.
So tell me now...what A.N.T.s are still invading your brain?
Together we can exterminate the A.N.T.s!