I’ve been trying to find some daily words to bring focus to the moment of taking in food – to slow me to savour, to reflect on the politics of the food chain, and to feel the wonder of how it comes to be that I get to eat each day.
Natural goodness
From the alchemy of sunbeams, moonshine, raindrops and deep dirt we gather our sustenance and give thanks.
Variants on the too much bustle
i. Let me not go too quickly through my day.
I stop now to eat.
And give thanks for the long-chain of sunshine-dung-beetles and worms that share this plate.
ii. Let me not go too quickly through my day.
I stop now to eat.
Nimble hands, tired hands, committed hands, poorly paid hands have brought this food to my plate.
I acknowledge the justice and injustice of the food chain.
iii. Let me not go too quickly through my day.
I stop now to eat.
And give thanks for the long-chain of seed storing, weed pulling, companion planting, hippie hipsters changing the way we eat.
iv. Let me not go too quickly through my day.
I stop now to eat and give thanks for the slow cooked care that sustains me.
Chocolate Joy
Stop.
Now.
Chocolate.
Blue cheese
It’s astonishing how cheese unites.
Whole celebrations turn on a wheel.
Collective cleaving of pungent delight.
The greater lesser
Slow me to savour
the fullness of
each taste
that falls gently inside.
Stardust Becoming 