Blessed Be The Lady Who Provides Us With Our Food
I have a chant painted over the door to my kitchen: Blessed be the Lady who provides us with our food. The rest of the chant is, We are grateful, we are grateful today. The Lady referenced is MotherEarth. Unlike today’s harried trips to big box stores where we play dodge ‘em with others’ shopping carts, and swear at the difficulty in finding gluten-free, soy-free, non-GMO foods, my ancestors hunted and gathered in a sacred manner. What does that mean, in a sacred manner? It