Cooking is a very spiritual thing for me; it stimulates the five senses: sight, smell, taste, touch and hearing. Hearing, you might wonder. Yes, I love to listen to the sizzle bringing incredible aromas to the kitchen. Listen to it next time in the kitchen. It is quite stimulating. Cooking allows my creativity to flow, and then preparing a meal to be enjoyed by others brings me to a feeling of gratification and appreciation. Cooking is one of my wellness activities.
When I am in the kitchen, I am in the “now”. So much has been written about “The Now”, but what does it mean for me? The “now” for me is a state of joy, well being and loving who I am and what I do. When I am in the kitchen, I do not think about problems which have arisen during the day, people who might have hurt my feelings, and business issues which have to be attended to. I am here, I am in full harmony with what I do, and I am solely focused on preparing the best meal offering good nutrition, great flavors, pleasant texture, and appealing colors. It has to play its own symphony. Every step brings me closer to that goal, and I love every minute of it.
But what if something goes wrong and my preparation doesn’t come out as intended? I calmly look at it, try to envision alternate possibilities, and then transform it and move on. Nothing is important enough to take me from my state of wellbeing. My motto is: Do not worry, have confidence, and mostly, have fun! This motto is a cornerstone of spiritual coaching.
After my husband had a heart attack and was sick for a few years, cooking was a haven for me. I couldn’t have an intense social life, and when I wasn’t working, I was mostly home. He always enjoyed food and eating was always a peaceful and rejuvenating time for us. Then, on his birthday, I sent him to cooking school to help him out of his post coronary depression and he discovered that it was a time for letting go, making peace within, and enjoying it. And now we cook together.
So cooking is important in our lives and has made a big difference when the goings were tough and the valleys were deep.
Now things are on an even keel and we love our time in the kitchen. Cooking is a cheerful and a great “together” time, and we love it.
Was I always interested in cooking? In a way, I think so. My mother signed me up for cooking classes during my school years, but I wasn’t allowed to cook at home. I could only watch. My mother wasn’t interested in cooking but she prepared some very good dishes. I discovered my love for food as a young adult. My mother died when I was 17, and I moved to Belgium in my early twenties. Since then, I have involved myself more and more in culinary delights, enjoying food served to me by others and preparing meals for the two of us as well as for friends and family. It is always special, no matter what. It is my therapy and a fun part of my life.