Motions..

I have been cooking my meals from as far back as I can remember but how is it possible that I injure my hands on a daily since my domestic manager was sent on forced leave by this horrid Rona virus?

Is my domestic manager's spirit not at peace with me and the decision we unwillingly had to make for health? 

Am I cooking engulfed in an angry mood or maybe I am pissed off at the kitchen equipment themselves?

Am I rushing through the all the previous preparations and the cooking recipes, causing sacrifice of the safety end?

I think, it's the fatigue weighing me down from having to be a woman/mum/professional!?

Well, at the end of the day, your role is your responsibility to Earth and you won't be doing it right if you're constantly onto healing your wounds. Take it, a motion at at a time.