When people get me down, I take my Mama's advice and bake. Lately, I find myself saddened by so much ugliness from people I know and the world in general. One of those people is a very good friend who suddenly began posting very mean and ugly racist things on Facebook. I don't know why. They never seemed that way before. Regardless, it distresses me greatly to see such ugly ideas infect people like a cancer of the soul - especially people I know are capable of more. But, since I cannot force them to let light into their lives, I'll just bake.
Last night I was watching a documentary on National Geographic Channel about the Amish. Michael asked me why I was so interested in them. It's a rather complex reason. I find certain aspects of their "simple" life to be rather fascinating, even desirable and other aspects I find puzzling because they seem to be clever ways of getting around their own "rules" of behavior. I find their cooking to be very much like that from the South - delicious, simple, and unpretentious.
Regardless of my differences of opinion on religious matters and behavior, I have great respect and love for their food ways. This double cinnamon bread is an Amish recipe and it's quite wonderful. When I was baking this the other day the entire house began to smell like a giant cinnamon roll. The cinnamon, butter, and sugar wafted through the house immediately bringing a sense of peace with it. I put on some music while the bread baked and simply reveled in the joy of being. Maybe that sentiment is more Shaker than Amish. I have always loved the Shaker dance tune "Simple Gifts" and its joyous exhortation to live simply and fully: "Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free, 'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be, And when we find ourselves in the place just right, 'Twill be in the valley of love and delight."
It's funny that a local "personal injury" attorney is using the tune on their advertisements touting how much money one can make by suing someone else. I think they may have missed the meaning of the tune.
At a later point in history someone added additional verses to the simple song and one of those in particular is a favorite: "When true liberty is found, By fear and by hate we will no more be bound." Those lines really spoke to me as I baked and contemplated my sadness with my friend.
So, I take comfort in my kitchen work and the peaceful smell of bread baking in the oven while I sit and listen to music and enjoy the unconditional love of Lady Snow who has never met anyone she doesn't like no matter their race, ethnicity, or anything else. That feels like the place that is right and it does feel like the valley of love and delight.