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In the Kitchen!
Thursday, 15th October, 2015
Introduction
A beautiful story with a profound message regarding The Mother as Teacher!
Recently while visiting a mother and her two year old daughter, I witnessed a beautiful moment in the kitchen. Indeed, the inspiration for this story and following the encounter began reflecting on the wonderful childhood memories associated with cooking. Amazed and in awe at the sight of a young girl, just a few months after her second birthday, standing on a chair next to her mother at the large, tall kitchen bench, both cutting up vegetables. The mother held no fear whatsoever that her daughter would cut her fingers as a large carrot was being chopped by an equally large knife and chatting away in “toddler talk”. The two year old reached for a smaller knife which was much sharper and mum was quick to step in putting the previous knife back in her small hands. An amazing mother/daughter connection, yet not so surprising when on two previous occasions her older brothers cooked breakfast, the boy of eight being assisted by the six year old, preparing a meal for two adults and three children while their mother was milking the cows!
One week later when cleaning my own kitchen, the event with mum and her daughter, reminded me to begin writing this story. While visiting my niece, again in the kitchen with two great-nieces, aged ten and eight years of age who insisted on helping me prepare breakfast. Appreciative of their help, despite the lack of room for two people and three in the cooking space was a challenge. Prior to actually cooking, a walk to the local supermarket was needed to buy hash browns and bacon. The round trip took almost an hour and the cooking began but not before the older child dropped an egg on the floor. Very much part of the learning process and not just the cooking but cleaning as well. After enjoying the food, the ten year old informed me how it was “just like McDonald’s, but better”.
One week later when cleaning my own kitchen, the event with mum and her daughter, reminded me to begin writing this story. While visiting my niece, again in the kitchen with two great-nieces, aged ten and eight years of age who insisted on helping me prepare breakfast. Appreciative of their help, despite the lack of room for two people and three in the cooking space was a challenge. Prior to actually cooking, a walk to the local supermarket was needed to buy hash browns and bacon. The round trip took almost an hour and the cooking began but not before the older child dropped an egg on the floor. Very much part of the learning process and not just the cooking but cleaning as well. After enjoying the food, the ten year old informed me how it was “just like McDonald’s, but better”.
Memories of my own childhood cooking experiences were in a farm kitchen on just two acres in a small village and next to a very large river. The produce came directly from several laying hens and the milk straight from the cow. The consciousness expanded as a teenager when the family moved to a much larger property and there were approximately forty head of cattle, who required milking twice a day, seven days a week. Aware that I was a third generation dairy farmer and remember grandma teaching how to make scones with cream instead of milk.
Opportunities can possibly be lost through “fear”, therefore an inability for many parents, guardians and teachers to let go of their own memories, conscious as well as deeply subconscious. “Old school belief” systems, hence, the learning is lost and over protection is more of an artificial flavour, therefore, not all is as it seems. Fortunately, my mother held no ‘fear’ that I was conscious of and possibly due her own farm-life as a child. Around age ten, capable of swinging an axe, ride a horse and swimming in a river where learning to tread water was an essential part of surviving, even though our mother, herself had not learnt to swim. The experiences of farm life were full of fun and work combined. On the odd occasion there were accidents and while not life threatening, enough to take myself or other siblings to hospital, but only if mum or grandma could not ‘fix it’ first!
The enthusiastic efforts of ‘having a go’, builds confidence, especially the ‘hands on’ experience in learning skills and the ‘master chef’ is awakened consciously. Hence, the fond memories of being in and around the kitchen with my mother, also grandmother, (my father’s mother), both very much at home in this arena became an intrinsic part of country or rural living. Considered in today’s technology as primitive, the stove in the first years of watching mother cook was not electric or gas but combustion and required wood. A challenge to ignite the fire but first ensuring the wood had been chopped into appropriate blocks to fit in the stove and almost setting myself alight. Being the third sibling of six, with two older brothers attending boarding school it was my task and physically was equally as strong as the boys at the time. The “cycle of life” was indeed a journey for all and the chickens, being grown to eventually end up in the kitchen. Preparing chickens and turkeys for the pot or to be roasted. New shoots of vegetable plants, growing into nourishing and sustainable food for the physical body as well as the soul. The awakened consciousness regarding the birth, death and the journey in between, often witnessed in the life of an animal.
Opportunities can possibly be lost through “fear”, therefore an inability for many parents, guardians and teachers to let go of their own memories, conscious as well as deeply subconscious. “Old school belief” systems, hence, the learning is lost and over protection is more of an artificial flavour, therefore, not all is as it seems. Fortunately, my mother held no ‘fear’ that I was conscious of and possibly due her own farm-life as a child. Around age ten, capable of swinging an axe, ride a horse and swimming in a river where learning to tread water was an essential part of surviving, even though our mother, herself had not learnt to swim. The experiences of farm life were full of fun and work combined. On the odd occasion there were accidents and while not life threatening, enough to take myself or other siblings to hospital, but only if mum or grandma could not ‘fix it’ first!
The enthusiastic efforts of ‘having a go’, builds confidence, especially the ‘hands on’ experience in learning skills and the ‘master chef’ is awakened consciously. Hence, the fond memories of being in and around the kitchen with my mother, also grandmother, (my father’s mother), both very much at home in this arena became an intrinsic part of country or rural living. Considered in today’s technology as primitive, the stove in the first years of watching mother cook was not electric or gas but combustion and required wood. A challenge to ignite the fire but first ensuring the wood had been chopped into appropriate blocks to fit in the stove and almost setting myself alight. Being the third sibling of six, with two older brothers attending boarding school it was my task and physically was equally as strong as the boys at the time. The “cycle of life” was indeed a journey for all and the chickens, being grown to eventually end up in the kitchen. Preparing chickens and turkeys for the pot or to be roasted. New shoots of vegetable plants, growing into nourishing and sustainable food for the physical body as well as the soul. The awakened consciousness regarding the birth, death and the journey in between, often witnessed in the life of an animal.
An understanding that comes through feeling, knowing, seeing and hearing all that is part of the conscious life, also is beyond the beyond, held deep in the subconsciousness. An appreciation of the earth and water, not so obvious as a teenager but has the possibilities of opening the heart. A sense of All That Is where there is no ‘fear’ on any level! There is a strong need for protection from what is ‘feared’ when held in the unknown, therefore one will do everything possible to energetically clear or bless a space. All That I Am in LoveLight both, just IS! Beyond fear is a door, able to be opened in total “trust, without question and has the potential of creating a ‘life flow’! A weaving in and out between work and play, birthing as well as anchoring in the dimension of the soul’s unique I AM or CrystaLoveLight Body!
The lessons being embraced through The CrystaLoveLight Process, awakened deep in my subconscious when living ‘on the land’, working a farm as a teenager and returning in my early thirties to care for my mother. Understanding that ‘life was not separate’ in various areas of living, home versus school; work and play; family time or being alone; life and death! Now very much aware that the separation stories can create fractures, a box for this and a box for that, thus reflecting the disconnection from myself, therefore, All That Is. Unfortunately, not every farmer is open to the ‘oneness’ of their environment and nor are city dwellers, but the consciousness is shifting.
The gift of being able to assist with the LoveLight ‘energy’ on a farm, bringing through another level, vibration and dimension includes a ‘channelled sacred ceremony’. Indeed, a gift which awakened in and through me in 2004, knowing how to prepare a space for participants on retreat. Assisting souls receive all that sustains a soul in Love and Light, expanding the heart while reconnecting with the spirit. The two year old daughter asked her mother, “what happens when there is too much milk”? Her reply was quick, “we make butter and cream”! The role of women as the dominant force in the kitchen is shifting, however, the energy of a mother is very different to the role of a ‘chef’, whatever the gender. Food grown locally, prepared, served and enjoyed together in LoveLight both, holds an energy that will be nourishing on all levels. The LoveLight are part of the ‘process’ and required for any cleansing or blessings believed necessary for reconnecting through the Gift of the Channel. Re-patterning the memories from childhood and teenage years that do not serve or hold the LoveLight through All That Is.
The lessons being embraced through The CrystaLoveLight Process, awakened deep in my subconscious when living ‘on the land’, working a farm as a teenager and returning in my early thirties to care for my mother. Understanding that ‘life was not separate’ in various areas of living, home versus school; work and play; family time or being alone; life and death! Now very much aware that the separation stories can create fractures, a box for this and a box for that, thus reflecting the disconnection from myself, therefore, All That Is. Unfortunately, not every farmer is open to the ‘oneness’ of their environment and nor are city dwellers, but the consciousness is shifting.
The gift of being able to assist with the LoveLight ‘energy’ on a farm, bringing through another level, vibration and dimension includes a ‘channelled sacred ceremony’. Indeed, a gift which awakened in and through me in 2004, knowing how to prepare a space for participants on retreat. Assisting souls receive all that sustains a soul in Love and Light, expanding the heart while reconnecting with the spirit. The two year old daughter asked her mother, “what happens when there is too much milk”? Her reply was quick, “we make butter and cream”! The role of women as the dominant force in the kitchen is shifting, however, the energy of a mother is very different to the role of a ‘chef’, whatever the gender. Food grown locally, prepared, served and enjoyed together in LoveLight both, holds an energy that will be nourishing on all levels. The LoveLight are part of the ‘process’ and required for any cleansing or blessings believed necessary for reconnecting through the Gift of the Channel. Re-patterning the memories from childhood and teenage years that do not serve or hold the LoveLight through All That Is.
The New Moon Sacred Fire Ceremony, held in September, 2015, took two hours to build the fire stack from the branches and twigs gathered over the days prior. One of the participants on retreat asked, “how did you learn to do this?” my immediate reply, “The Mother”! Gaia herself! Remembering the day well, eleven years earlier, February 2004 and while it seems a lifetime ago, I recall the detail of the “teaching from the mother” in preparing a similar space! Indeed, reminded on every such occasion since when the ‘process’ of facilitating another Sacred Fire and Earth Gifting Ceremony begins to be shown on the New Moon cycle. Celebrating life fully in all that it offers, at every stage and on many levels. Seeing the Love when walking the earth and swimming with a consciousness of the Great Mother Whale. Hearing the songbirds, a vibrational frequency that is one of the purest ‘sounds of The Mother’ heard. Feeling the power of the sun, a symbol and source of the most powerful ‘Light on the Earth’. A knowing that there is a ‘bigger picture of which I can embrace or remain ‘separate’. Celebrations for the ‘Oneness’ of All That Is, the merging, followed by an alignment of LoveLight flowing through all plants, animals and people. The potential of all four conscious gifts awakening and merging is the birthing of “The Gift of the Channel”!