I’ve noticed that just running my hands under the kitchen tap can help me retrieve a name or a word I’m struggling to remember so long as I focus on the water instead of dwelling on what I’m missing.
Even the mundane task of washing dishes can be a meditative experience when I disengage my mind and focus on how the warm water feels to the touch. The flow of water out of the tap, swirling into the basin, and down the drain evokes a flowing sense of peacefulness and well-being.
In the process, more than just the breakfast dishes are washed clean. This, my friend, is how lost things are found.