Learning from pumpkin biscuits

As I have been trying to make pumpkin biscuits for my dogs as snack - actually couple of times. I can say, I failed 9 out of 10 times to make to the right ones I want. And till today, I still cant make like how my sister's made, as she didnt give me any particular measuring guideline, all I know is pumpkin, flour & oatmeal and the texture I am supposed to achieve - to make it into a dough....!!! umm??!! ok. Well, I dunno how a dough should behave. Honestly. So, I made, my dogs luv....ie fine with me. They seem happy just waiting for me to give them treats, so should I excel in making them?

The answer is......when U make many times, one day U will realize it will become the right dough. Today, within 15 mins, I just simply put in stuff into a bowl, and bake.....(I didnt even know what temperature to use). Maybe I am in good mood today, everything goes perfect. Even the texture of the biscuits is what I want to achieve.

Then made me think......in life, there are many unknowns. People tell you, yes the ingredient is this & that. For e.g. Love. No one has taught us how to, despite we could read in the bible or books about luv. Or we read from somewhere the greatest luv story at all times, and we still dont understand what luv is. 

Luv, shud make one butterfly, pain, sore, happy, tingling, fulfilled, ecstatic, euphoric, excited, expectful, wanting to be better, possessive, acceptance, grace, jealous, no jealous, embracing, sleepless, sleepful, sexual, sensual, sentimental.............the list goes on. And yet, we still dont really know what it is. Then it dawned on me from the pumpkin biscuits.......maybe, just maybe...after some trial & errors in life, we will suddenly click. It doesnt matter if we match each other's definition or beliefs (just like my sis biscuits, to me look so much better than mine, but mine is wonderful too, as I eat them too) or if the world agrees your form of luv or emotion - when it clicks, then it's BAKED. It's DONE. It is becomes It is.

I guess, before, I never really care someone (I meant my ex) would get the best of everything. I care more if I will get the best out of everything. When the time stands still (baking), one day you find there's no so called the best according to the standard, it has no standard - it totally is defined by how you look at the pumpkin biscuits - maybe the shape isnt the best, but to me, it tastes heavenly. Guess, ie what it is - when I could feel heavenly, then it is what it is. It has become Luv.

:) Just a thought.