In the last few years of focusing on my health, losing weight, understanding what food really is, and not just what foods are good for me but my relationship to food, I’ve come to love to cook. Sometimes. Sometimes, I love when my husband “goes out into the wilderness to hunt for our food” (hear him like he’s an Ancient One, a Indian warrior, bow and arrow strapped across his back, loincloth, the whole bit) and he comes home with Thai food from our favorite Thai joint up the street. Sometimes, I love to turn on a sitcom rerun and lose myself in laughter while preparing a healthy meal.
Recently, though, a new joy is cooking for others. I love making a dish to share with my writers’ group or with Lit Chicks book group, or yes… please…a potluck?! I make some amazing salads thanks to Weight Watchers. In the past I only made frybread. My grandma’s recipe. It’s sweeter than most frybread you’d come across and it’s filled with memories of her. I invoke her spirit when I make frybread. My joy now with frybread is that my daughter and my niece make it, carrying on the tradition. I may still make it for the next time I’m to bring something for a dinner or party but it is white flour, sugar, yeast and Crisco… and for me to honor my wise women in my world, I go for healthy, gluten-free and pure yummy. Hence….Kale Salad.
Last night I was blessed to be in the company of some incredible women. Beautiful spiritual loving creatures. I always show up at the moon meditation fully open to the experience for my own spiritual growth but also open to the love and support that generates in the room, that encircles us and holds us as we make a meditative journey into our bodies and hearts. Last night, though, I brought kale salad to share for afterwards.
Now- I know there’s a possible big imbalance between the gift the amazing astrologer and healer, Rachel Lang, gives us leading us on these meditation and the intuitive deep love from the other women compared to a kale salad..but… (picture me grinning now) I know that when I tore the kale leaves off the rib, when I mixed the coconut flakes with it, when I shook up the dressing, doing a little dance cuz I had some happy rockin’ 70’s music going on, I was infusing this salad with my kind of love. My house filled with the smell of roasted love…yeah, man.
Yes, I was hoping they liked it, but I was really just happy to share. I felt good giving. I felt good. Wow- that makes this whole experience a selfish act but not selfish in a negative way, but selfish in the most beautiful way. Self-love. And cuz it really is a gorgeous yummyass salad- I got to share the way I know how.
So, today’s Toast! is to Wise Women and some Kale Salad!
Cook with love today.