The Betterment Of collaboration was when my spiritual awaking happened, I surrendered to the power of the group. I could open my heart and mind to differences, sameness, ideas and that are shared in a collaborative gathering. I collaborate in the kitchen, art studio, bird watcher, or sometimes my lil alters get additions anonymously.
I see the results in better understanding of the task at hand the joy in sharing the load.
Once we all get busy the differences disappear and the magic begins to take hold.
United for those moments ,we go our separate ways a little brighter.
I feel stronger, happier, wholesome

I had the honor to live in a well used house, once upon a time a hotel, the kitchen was in use and busy for 135 years and was the heart of this house. I was the 5th generation hostess.
I sometimes could feel and sense the busyness of the turn of the century activity, holding and using a bread bowl, wondering how many had done this very chore, tools and linens quietly hanging, in the old photographs that dotted the walls of the kitchen, groups of women preparing for the new day, all ages and manner of activities, smiling, and determined.
, I loved the early mornings in my country kitchen and was ever so grateful to be there.
Bless the hands that prepared the meals.
Bless the kitchen noises.