I will think on that.
Last night I dreamt that I was watching a group of women, all in white, cooking. One was criticizing another's cooking..."that does not have enough salt"...another turned over a piece of chicken and looking at it said "this is not browned enough."
I felt angry and yelled at them "I enjoy cooking and if I have to do it competitively, then I do not want to do it."
Then I am in my grey body sitting a grey desk, tall grey or dark men walking into my field of vision.
I heard a voice say "The attitude is love."