Moonchild's Musings

What I love about being a hearthkeeper is the feel of it, the warmth, the security, the comforts I can bring together within my home, within my heart. I love the groundedness I feel when I practice my hearthkeeping. A sense of rightness. A feeling that I am following the footsteps of my mother, my grandmothers, my ancestresses back through time. Bringing all the goodness and well-being I can, doing something so normal yet so spiritual. I love a good chat with my sisters and my friends at my kitchen table. I miss that, being so far from them all now. I am grateful for my sisters I have met online, that has been the closest to a kitchen table that I've had, at home, for a long time now. Just the sharing, caring, support, fun and inspiration we share around the table, gathered in the heart of my home. Memories that bring the warmth and goodness to my heart whenever I think of them.

A quote a friend shared with me, from Laura Esquivel's book "At the Hearth":

"I spent my first years of life beside the hearth in my mother's and grandmother's kitchens, seeing how these wise women, upon entering those sacred places, became priestesses, great alchemists who dealt with water,
air, fire, and earth---the four basic elements that comprise the entire universe. And the most surprising thing is that they did it in the most humble manner, as if they weren't doing anything, as if they weren't transforming the world with the purifying power of fire, as if they didn't know that the foods they prepared and the rest of us ate remained in our bodies for many hours, chemically altering our organisms, nourishing our souls and our spirits and giving us an identity, a language, a legacy."
-------Laura Esquivel, "At The Hearth"


Now, to fulfill my duties, and get some hearthkeeping done.... ; )