Wisewoman's Cookery: Celebrating the Goddess Within
I am no Julia Child. Don’t get me wrong, I can follow a mean recipe but I’d pretty much rather do anything else than cook. So why have I decided to cook, smudge and chant my way through Wisewoman’s Cookery? Because authors Shannon Loeber and Mary Elsie Edwards have promised me a world of Food, Sex and Merriment.
Because they believe that “food conjures euphoria by nurturing the body physically as well as altering our chemical and emotional balance. It affects our Health, our Spirituality, and our Sexual Happiness.” They also had me at their use of the word Goddess. I am recently divorced and I can’t think of a better guide to begin my new life as a single Goddess.
The challenge I have set myself is to work my way through Wisewoman’s Cookery one recipe at a time and to journal the experience as I go. This will not be a solitary project. I intend to call on my many woman friends as well as my two daughters and perhaps some of their friends. I envision a community of women, young and old, learning from each other as we learn from Shannon and Mary. We need all of us, the carnivores, the herbivores, the single woman looking for love and romance, the married woman looking for something new and the woman like me, gloriously happy being single. Goddesses, each one of us.
I know this sounds very much like the film Julie & Julia, but I have one thing that Amy Adams didn’t have – I have Shannon Loeber and Mary Edwards ready to lend their assistance and expertise. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m going to cheat and invite them over while I just sit back and watch and maybe have a little glass of Mary’s homemade Raspberry wine, although that actually does sound tempting. I mean that I am lucky enough to have them as my friends and I can add to our Goddess Celebrations (as I’ve decided to call them) with stories and anecdotes that didn’t make it into the finished cookbook.
I believe we women have a lot of stories to share, and that we can all learn from each other’s journeys and experiences. I know I sometimes look into my daughter’s eyes and know that she is wiser than I am in that moment. I never want her to be afraid to embrace her femininity and at the same time to feel how that empowers her. Let us all find our inner Goddess as we cook, smudge and chant our Wisewoman into being!