Sacred Space

Yesterday was the seventh anniversary and although I had a quiet moment, I didn’t celebrate like I used to each year because I have no ‘home’. I’m still living out of boxes (which can be utterly frustrating at times) so I still don’t have my sacred space with my collection of sacred objects. Where I’m currently living is not my home, it’s a transitional place… a passage from one phase in live to another, a phase of cleansing, forgiving and rejuvenating.

But just because I have no sacred space, doesn’t mean I didn’t think about things; I did contemplate. But it was different this year… I cooked (my recipe), not the traditional Indonesian meal but one that my dad used to enjoy very much come to think of it. Braising steak with carrots, sweet onions, a bulb of garlic, bay leaf, cloves, stock and some secret ingredients *wink*. It had been simmering for hours filling the house with a beautiful aroma.

Later in the evening I stood outside watching the sky and talking to my dad while the wind was roaring around the house. After seven years of spending this day without my family for profound reasons I got to spend it with them today, not by choice but merely because it just happened to be that way. It was okay… but next year I will spend it near my sacred space again because next year I will have moved on to the next phase of live…

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As in many sacred architectural forms in Indonesia, the house is not only seen as a mere dwelling place, it is regarded as a symbol of the cosmos linking the divine world to that of man. In such places, the immaterial world and the material world are continuously interacting, and the harmony between the living and the world beyond is kept through rituals and offerings. As the invisible penetrates into the world of the living, so it needs to be identified in the material world.

Each of the spirits are given their appropriate attributes as tangible objects, and it is through these objects that they are identified during rituals. If the house is regarded as a living, heavenly altar on earth, ancestor worship is also common within the village and elsewhere needing blessings from the invisible forces.

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Farmer Market

I’ve been to Broadway Market with M. and W. a cute buzzing little farmer market in Hackney with a range of organic products and produce from soap to cheese to vegetables to cakes and crafts, fish, pasta and fresh baked wholegrain bread chock-full of seeds. It was busy when we got there but in a good way. I bought some really nice award winning mature Cheshire cheese some smoked cheese, coriander/garlic olives and a fresh chorizo sausage.

It was a beautiful day, the weather was amazing so we had lunch at the park. M. and W. gave me a gorgeous Royal Albert tea set, ‘Elfin’ from the 1950’s. Pastel green inside, a floral pattern on the outside and of course guilded rims, much nicer than the Noritake set. It’s original English which is what I initially wanted, it’s a really special gift! When I got home I baked a rosemary and garlic focaccia and had a delicious dinner with two different cheeses, chorizo and olives.

It was such a nice relaxing day!

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Broadway Market is a thriving and growing hub of community life, featuring fabulous restaurants, arts and crafts and local business. Traders and residents for over 15 years have fought to build this community and revive its market, and promote cafĂ© culture, specialist shopping and local business growth. The new market will be opening from 8am till 6pm with 40 stalls offering a varied selection of goods including [read more –>]:

* Organic rare breed pork/veal/venison

* Sea food and fresh fish

* Handmade cheese butter and butter milk

* Organic breads/cakes and pastries

* Health products

* USA street clothes

* Vintage clothing 50/60/70

* Along with a number of snack foods and health drinks

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1950’s ‘Elfin’, such a sweet and generous gift!

Fresh organic [apple] juices

Yummie cakes, bread and pastries

Healthy snacks on the right