12/05/2025
Food is remembrance … remembrance is healing
Dishes and pots we prepare and cook in are family heirlooms. In my world, they are priceless.
My dad had the foresight to give my mother‘s cookware to my sister and I when we moved out.
I’m not talking about the fine porcelain. I’m talking about the every day cookware our mother used to feed us with
When I use the bowls, the pots that I remember from childhood, it does something for my soul. There is an activation.
When I grew up, we had these colorful earthenware plates that had 3 sections. I remember eating from them: putting meat, vegetables, and starch in each one of the sections and for some reason it is the orange one that I remember the most.
Some months back I was at an estate sale of an elder woman, and wouldn’t you know it, there was a set of the same earthen wear colorful sectioned plates from my childhood. These are the real deal; they were stamped on the bottom. they were heavy; you can put those jokers in the oven.
I have searched for years for these plates never able to find the exact ones from childhood.
I bought the whole set.
It’s not the set from my childhood, but that doesn’t matter, they invoke the energy and remembrance.
And what do I love? I love watching my man cubs eating from those plates. especially when we have family meal, which is far and between these days.
Often times when I feel my mother close, when I feel my own brothers and sisters close, I’ll eat from those plates. I’ll prepare meals in those bowls and cook from my mother’s mother’s iron cookware.
you do know, healing, ancestral healing happens beyond timelines, through dimensions and within bloodlines of ones from the past, ones here now, and the blood that runs in those ancestors not yet reborn.
I know that I am in a deep season of ancestral, healing, and remembrance because food rituals are very close and front and center.
Feeling open to what wants to be revealed.
