I put a tablespoon of mulling spices in a pot of water and allow them to simmer. These mulling spices include dried orange peel, cloves, allspice, and cinnamon. Sometimes I add ginger or vanilla.
The simmering mulling spices fragrance and humidify the dry winter air.
I'm standing over the simmering pot, and I think about this particular blend of spices mulling. I love that the verb mull also means to think about something deeply and at length.
I want to mull over the right kinds of things.
When we mull over beautiful things; when we mull over hope and possibility; when we mull over our blessings, this simmering sends up the kind of aroma that softens and fragrances a whole home. I imagine I'm throwing various spices into my heart that generate peace and predictable cheerfulness.
What will I mull over today and what will it produce in this little heart, these little children, this little home?
What's a good thing you like to mull over?