Sacred Kitchen

These plates, small and white

Like the ones my grandmother used to hold

Clean and elegant.

This stove

Brings memories of my father

When I clean it after supper.

This warm drink

Is filled with

My wife’s love.

The shiny fridge

Feels like success

And like my sister’s kitchen.

These spoons, forks and knives

From the 1960’s

Like the ones from family dinners.

The cutting board

My cousin Shannon

And our time together.

These pots and pans

My aunt Kathleen

Memories of healing with food.

The old

And the new.

All part of the love given.

Sacred Kitchen.