Baking With Intention (Thoughts on Poetry, Activism, & Alice Walker)

"Poetry is the Right Expression for Revolution."   
                  ~Alice Walker


Growing up in the south eating fresh vegetables out of the garden in the summer was preferable to trying to cook full hot meals and especially any sort of baking in the sometimes fierce humid summer days and nights.   So anytime my dear Grandmother chose to bake in the summer it had to be due to the reason it was a special occasion.   Even fixing food for the annual church homecoming picnic in early August was not cause enough to heat up the house in her opinion.   In her opinion bringing bright red juicy tomatoes picked fresh from the garden and sliced along with maybe a plate of sliced onions was enough.   I found it funny when she would lean over and whisper in my ear her disapproval of the people who stopped and picked up buckets of fried chicken from Bojangles or KFC.   She would say, "well good lord like it would have killed them to get up earlier one morning and fry up some chicken!"  This from the woman who insisted only in bringing sliced tomatoes and onions because she did not want to heat up the house by cooking anything.  
     Luckily for me and perhaps unfortunately for my poor Grandmother my birthday was on the first day of summer in June.   My sister's birthday was in August.   Granny usually wound up baking my birthday cake and 50% of the time being responsible for my "chosen," birthday meal.   Granny made the best strawberry shortcake in the world.   The cake was made in an iron skillet and there was no cake mix involved.   All from scratch.   In addition to this the strawberries were fresh from the wild strawberry field that grew on the back portion of our land, and since my birthday came right after strawberry season, Granny always made sure she froze enough to bake my birthday cake.   Also Granny made this amazing tomato roast beef with rice and of course amazing buttermilk biscuits so this was a usual choice for me for my special birthday dinner.   Luckily for Granny my sister usually preferred Mama's homemade chocolate cake for her birthday and hamburgers on the grill by my father; so Granny only had to suffer usually once during the summer humidity and heat.   This in my opinion is baking with intent.   Granny did not believe in mixes.   So making it easier on herself with cake mixes, biscuit mixes or canned biscuits were not an option.   Anytime my Granny baked it was baked with intent.   When she baked it was truly from her heart and she cut no corners.
     I remember once our pastor saying that it is easy to just stop and say a quick prayer that one says everyday or has memorized; but he once challenged that we "prayed with intent," meaning we knelt with purpose to really expose our hearts and minds to God, not just to recite a learned verse or trite everyday diatribe.   When I delved into Buddhism I would learn that meditation meant pondering on your intentions and actions in relationship to the world at large.   It seems natural to me that the older I grow the more I realize doing anything with intention has the possibility to change more hearts, make larger impacts, and even taste better.   I once wrote on the use of canned biscuits being a sort of "cop out."   I believe anything, even baking done without your heart's intent is just sub par or worth no more than a dime a dozen.
     I recently attended an evening with Alice Walker as the guest speaker at the Washington Performance Art Center in Olympia, Washington.   This was possible due to my recent enrollment in classes at Evergreen State College and in particular to the course I am taking from Professor Donald Foran titled, "How Poetry Saves the World."   Over the past first two weeks of class I have felt my heart and mind expand two fold on how I approach poetry and at large my writing in general.   Seeing it beyond just telling stories and compiling words I am seeing Poetry as well as literature and art in general as ways of expressing an activist's voice, shining light on truths and paving the pathways to revolution.
     Alice Walker said, "we are living in an age of enlightenment," which pushed me right up against the back of my seat.   It is the feeling I have felt boiling within my heart since late 2007.    Everything that is happening right now from financial and economic break downs to earthquakes and tsunamis are all apart of a big changing revolution from within mother nature to more personal places as within each individual's heart.   I have no doubt that many will chose to stay blinded about what is going on around the globe.   This is easier and safer.   This is baking with mixes.   Baking without care of taste or texture.
     I think back on the WTO riot in Seattle when I lived here.   I believe the "activism," turned more reactionary.   Somewhere along the way it lost its true heart or intention.   True Activism has to be with heart and intention and by the example set by Ghandi and Martin Luther King, I believe Activism with heart and intention is done thru peaceful demonstration, poetry, literature, good journalism, and art.   There are many ways beyond marching in streets to exhibit activism and pave the road to revolution.   Alice Walker said the other night that, "The reasons 'they,' do not want you to have a political vision in your heart is because you will see what they have stolen from you."    This is why people want to burn books, destroy art, and even kill the messenger.   "They," would prefer us all to bake cakes from the same boxed mixes.

For further information I suggest the following books & documentaries:   "Overcoming Speechlessness," by Alice Walker; "Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid," by Jimmy Carter; "Fierce Light: When Spirit Meets Action," documentary by filmmaker Velcrow Ripper;" & "Hard Times Require Furious Dancing (New Poems)," by Alice Walker.

Meltdown

Grilled Cheese Sandwich, NY Pizza, & Nuclear Reactors

This whole weekend I have been obsessed with all the developments in Japan.   I have friends from Japan who have family near the catastrophe, so in part it was a removed concern.   But to be honest there is something so shocking and horrific that just draws us in.   A lot of people say it is the "train wreck" syndrome.   And maybe that is it for some; but I would be willing to bet it is a response more out of natural human fear that it could happen to us.   I think the TV with its continuous breaking news provides some sort of comfort.   It is like some sort of life line that tells the rest of us the world has not ended.   We all have this sense that it could happen to us.   Especially in the past decade the good ole USA was forced to realize that we were not immune to horrific disasters.   9/11 broke the fairy tale and then it has been a domino effect every few years with Katrina, Southern California Massive Wildfires, Housing Market Bubble burst, then the economic meltdown.   Maybe I am the only one that thinks this way but the last few years as I look at things all around the globe happening I cannot help but wonder how much more can this old earth take.  Which brings me to the meltdown factor.   The earthquake and tsunami terror in Japan was unspeakable to fathom. Yet, perhaps selfishly, I am focused on that nuclear reactor plant in Japan & not just the one in Japan but what about the ones in other places with well known shaky ground like perhaps say CALIFORNIA?!   Now I sit and I listen to "professionals," and scientist say how Japan was so advanced in their earthquake preparedness and how they built this Nuclear reactor plant with that technology.....and yet they all agree that they are surprised at how all those technically advanced safety measures have failed.   Yet when the news anchor volleys the question about just how safe we in the States are in regards to our Nuclear reactors and safety backup measures then they are quick to re-assure us that it would take much more than just a large earthquake to defeat our "advanced" safety measures.   Now I am confused; did they not just say that Japan was the most advanced nation in regards to their preparedness and technology securing the safety of their Nuclear reactor and how in fact they were surprised this crisis at the plant was unfolding given the "advanced" safety measures in place.    Well that does not really give me a lot of confidence that the US has a more secured Nuclear Safety plant technology especially when they say that Japan was the most advanced Nation in this regard.   So are "they" in fact saying that actually the US is more advanced, or just taking 2nd place by default since Japan's claim seems to not be holding up.  

To be honest none of it really gives me much confidence.   My suspicion level rose higher than the "alert," levels during the 9/11 crisis months that the United States really has strong plans in place for a lot of issues.   My suspicion level went through the roof when the levies broke in New Orleans during Katrina & then more recently the meltdown of the banks and financial institutes in 2009.

Last night at some point during the madness of being glued to CNN, BBC & then tuning into NPR online I realized I had to let go and stop my own mental meltdown.   That kind of stuff is out of our hands and all we can do is take responsibility in how were perceive it and approach our own survival plan if the ground begins quaking in our own back yard.   For me I realized I had to resort to humor.   I begin to read quotes by Erma Bombeck and my favorite diva Dolly.   I turned off the TV and news online and cooked.   I begin to laugh at myself as my mind started to wander into that area of "what if?"   What if we survived some horrific catastrophe but yet there was no electricity and grocery stores no longer existed or we could not get there to even loot them then how in the hell would I get my grilled cheese sandwich?  I also doubt I could order up my favorite oozy gooey NY pizza to be delivered.   I could not believe how superficial and far fetched my mind can wonder.   But I did have one more thought that was oddly comforting.  What if maybe like roaches and Cher that pizza delivery would also survive a Nuclear meltdown.   Ahhhh crisis averted!

Not Your Mama's Mac & Cheese!

Making Your Own Life More Creamier & Cheesier!


I made one of my favorite meals the other night.   It is, dare I say,  a rather ordinary if not iconic American meal.   It is also one of my Mom's weekly staples on the dinner table ever since I was a kid.   The meal is meatloaf with mac and cheese.    Now depending on what groceries my mom had depended on what the starch was that accompanied the meatloaf.   Usually it came down to a toss up between mac and cheese or her famous mashed taters and gravy.   Now my mom made good mac and cheese.   Sometimes it fell into the casserole category and sometimes it was just that good ole creamy ooey gooey kind.    Over the years I have used this meal making slight changes here and there.    You know you never can ever get it like mom used to make.   Down thru life you realize there are lots of big and little things you can't get exactly like mom or dad used to make or do.


Recently I fell victim to the economic crisis.   My job was eliminated due to the business closing.  Luckily I had been playing with the idea of returning to school to finish what I started ummm (clearing throat) almost 19 years...........uh, I mean several years ago! (wink wink)


The choice seemed kind of clear now given that all the other financial obstacles fell into some sort of semi-comfortable alignment.   


One night in a conversation with my Mom I realized by the hesitation in her voice and questions that she was not so sure a man of my age needed to really try and go to school at this point in his life.   


I realize my parent's lives being the baby boomers that they are to spite their young rebellious generation's reputation had really been more informed by their post war/post depression era parent's generation than perhaps they would like to admit.


I encountered this notion again upon a visit to the campus where I heard several times others referring to me as a "non-traditional" student.   It is a mental check in moment when you realize......."HOLY SHIT!.....I'm not in my twenties any more Toto!"   To spite the gray evidence peppered throughout my hair inside it is hard to really reconcile the number my age is with the age my mind still thinks it is.   


I begin to feel the waves of anxiety sweeping over my ocean of being overwhelmed.   Age wise I was going to be a minority.   Also in my social realm I was going to be a minority as well.   Though being "unemployed," seems to be the new job description for a lot of people the majority of those I know still continue down their own familiar path they have been traveling all along trying to find a close fit.


No matter what generation you are generally speaking Americans really are taught to follow one path: school, college, job, marriage, kids, house, etc.   Though that picture has been slowly changing the past twenty years it is still a recipe for living that most people try to follow.


It is not a bad recipe.   It sure is comforting.   There are moments when I just want to fly home and pull a chair up to mom's table and eat one of her meals.   Reality always sinks in and  I have had to accept that yes indeed I make mac and cheese differently from my mom as well as the meatloaf.   Same with my life path.   I am having to make a few adjustments in the recipe in order to perhaps get back on path.   Either way rather it is my mom's mac and cheese or mine the result is good sinful comfort food and rather I found a job I could stick to for 30 years tomorrow or instead go back to school then find a job that fits the path I see for myself the idea is still to pay the rent and put food on the table.   The secret to any of it is making it your own recipe for your life; no matter how you try it is not going to directly match that of your parent's nor your friends and I think that is a wonderful thing to celebrate.


The main difference between my Mom's mac and cheese and mine is the cheese.   She is a cheddar only kind of mac and cheese girl.   I use more cream and combine several cheeses that are not all cheddar.   My result is creamier and cheesier.   It is okay to have a creamier and cheesier mac and cheese as long as you can always go home and appreciate your mom's mac and cheese.   Your path's recipe may not be your mom's but don't forget the ingredients she shared and showed you along the way.   You many not take all of them with you and use them but remember it was those ingredients that gave you your first basic recipe.   

2010: Recipe for Change?

"Character is the ability to carry out a good resolution long after the excitement of the moment has passed."  ~Cavett Robert


I have long since given up the idea of creating a "resolution," with the ushering in of a new year.  I have no problem in setting goals; but over the years have realized that new year resolutions are usually created in the heat of the moment.   It is easy to make a "pact," with yourself when kazoos are blowing and balloons are descending.   It is such an exciting idea that you have this one moment each year when you can sort of wipe the slate clean and start things anew.   This whole past week I was once again reminded of how the spirit of the New Year fever sweeps over everyone~ young and old.   It is no stretch of the imagination that "weight loss," was the overwhelming cry of change I heard for people anticipating the new year.   Maybe it is a symptom of being jaded that I roll my eyes when I over hear someone pronouncing that they are joining a gym after the New Year is rung in.   My inside voice loudly shouts: "WHATEVER!"   Maybe others don't think in terms of failure versus success when they pronounce these resolutions.   This is the number one reason I no longer think in terms of making sweeping changes in my life at the changing of the new year.   I realize it is a major setup for failure for me.   It is easier on my psyche to attempt some small form of change each day rather than to declare a major shift in my life dependent on the clinking of glasses and loud cheers against a back drop of Auld Lang Syne.


Change is a word that has reached a fever pitch in the last few years.   With the election of the first African American President in America~ change was not only a campaign promise but also a visible palpable tangible word when President Barack Obama became commander in chief.   The tides and constant changing boundary lines of the definition of "change," has been a constant debate the last two years.


I think the most lasting change comes after we learn a lesson.  If this is true and I believe it is then 2010 holds the mother lode of ingredients.   Now whether we will implement the lessons we learn is the difference in just speaking of change or making change happen.  The best change becomes an enduring foundation upon which the construction endures no matter how many storms and sweeping earthquakes of change rock it.


The jury is still out on 2010.   Can we learn from it?   Will the "teachable moments," we lived through in 2010 become catalysts for change and evolution in 2011 and beyond?   Fifteen million unemployed, BP Oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, mid-term elections, and many more events rocked 2010.   2010 is not any more different than many of the years that have passed before it; it is just that it is the most current that is passing to make room for 2011.   If we remain in the past  obsessing on all that was wrong or right about 2010 then change will be lost; however if we just toss 2010 away without taking stock of all that happened then we risk forfeiting an opportunity for lasting change as well.


For me one of the most enjoyable rushes I get from cooking is seeing how you can add your own embellishments and build upon recipes.   Add a pinch of this or take away this seasoning, add an extra egg, cook for 5 minutes less, bake at 350 instead of 400.   Cooking is about change; building on that recipe that has been handed down through generations, each generation adding their own subtle or perhaps large change.


2010 held many ingredients.   Some of them were palatable and some of them unsavory.   The challenge for 2011 is to turn these ingredients into recipe for something positive & tasty.