Dancing with Chaos

Silvia Bianco inspires you to be comfortable with the chaos that comes into your life!

Dancing with Chaos

If you were to walk into a busy restaurant kitchen in the throws of prepping for the next meal, I'm sure it would appear quite chaotic. Pots, pans, containers everywhere; crowded prep tables; noise from food being chopped and processed and people running from one thing to another.

But the cooks in that kitchen don't see it as chaotic – except on a bad day when everything seems to go wrong. A good cook, comfortable in his or her function sees harmony, not discord. They're joined in common purpose. The cook looks past the frenzy, the brimming pots and pans, the crowded prep tables and crammed cutting boards. They don't think beyond the next few hours (or minutes) because they can't. There's too much to do right now.

For years, this was my training in how to dance with chaos.

Day after day, I'd be a witness to how the "impossible" happened. How on most days everything that needed to get done, got done, just in time. Night after night the tempo quickened in peeks and I witnessed the body forgetting it's pains, it's exhaustion, and how it rose to meet the challenge with an energy it didn't have a moment ago. As if by magic movement happened and each night a hundred people or so got their dinner.

After many many days and nights of this, I began to notice that my body was never tired when my mind needed it not to be. I experienced first hand that the state of my body was undeniably linked to the state of my mind. Eventually, I would come to know, as we all must on the journey to Truth.

That my body is in my mind. And if my body is in my mind… so is everything else.

That movement is involuntary.

It happens in an instant as I reach to stir the sauce or flip the sauté pan. It's guided by muscle memory, honed by years of practice so that even split second timing over high heat, in crowded conditions are no match for the dance that dances itself.

Time did funny things too. It would collapse or expand to meet the purpose. What would normally take 30 minutes would be done in ten, and hours would pass like minutes when I was so focused… I was my sauté pan and Presence took over time.

Judgement too began to loosen itself as I saw over and over that I was wrong.

Thousands of times I witnessed that what I judged as things going wrong — like not ordering enough salmon for Saturday night — was in fact the inspiration for creating a new dish that became a customer favorite until the day we closed: or the disaster of someone quitting was necessary to made room for the perfect person to showed up. And so I learned…

I do not know what anything is for.

Each day I would experience a miracle or two or three. After a while, I began to expect them as natural, and I learned to look beyond appearances.

When miracles don't seem to come, I know now, that I cannot judge.

And when chaos appears… as it will from time to time… I remember it's been my dance partner many times before and though I may not know what anything is for, I know that our moves are well rehearsed. I know this dance so well my body knows how to float with it, keeping up with it's sudden moves and change of tempo as I let myself be gently guided by a mind at peace, securely held in the arms of chaos.

And so I learned that I am not the dancer but the dance… and the laws of chaos, the laws of the world fade away and I am once again in harmony with the rhythm of creation.

Truth comes to us in many forms and it's always a perfect dance.