There’s something special about being asked to create florals for your humans and then also to be invited to sit at their table. It’s a recognition and acknowledgement of something in me, by something in them - a mirror. This night was a celebration of a beautiful human that I have the pleasure of knowing and sharing sacred connection with. In fact every single woman sitting around the table this night would be able to share a slightly different variation of the same love, light, and beauty they experience because they know Sarah.
Being invited to sit at someone’s table strikes me as one of life’s greatest honours. It’s fellowship. It’s community. It’s an agreement to share - not only in food + wine but in heart and nourishing connection too. Eating with people somehow sheds armour from our hearts, like a snake shedding it’s skin. It’s one of the most basic of human rituals and yet has the power to bring us all together. This night was the best example of all those things.
One part of the evening seemed the most profound to me. Instead of us going around the table introducing ourselves, Sarah (the one we all chose to show up to celebrate) went around the entire table, taking time to explain the connection she shared with each person there. It was intentional, heartfelt, and meaningful. Seeing a glimpse into each ladies heart through the eyes of someone they’ve shared in life + communion with allowed for further openness and created a space in which the magic could be felt by everyone.
In the days following this dinner I kept considering who would be sitting around my table, and why. First of all, I feel beyond blessed to know that I have a table full of women. The women who see me, who know my heart deeply, who celebrate and cheer me on, who walk through life with me, and who allow me to show up in the same way for them. Even envisioning my table made me feel uplifted, blessed, and fully supported in the universe. It’s an exercise of gratitude. It’s a beautiful demonstration of love. And I texted most of my nearest and dearest so they would know that it was them I was envisioning around the table.
I very recently came across this quote: “We don’t come to the table to fight or to defend. We don’t come to prove or to conquer, to draw lines in the sand or to stir up trouble. We come to the table because our hunger brings us there. We come with a need, with fragility, with an admission of our humanity. The table is the great equalize, the level playing field many of us have been looking everywhere for. The table is the place where the doing stops, the trying stops, the masks are removed, and we allow ourselves to be nourished, like children. We allow someone else to meet our need. In a world that prides people on not having needs, on going longer and faster, on going without, on powering through, the table is a place of safety and rest and humanity, where we are allowed to be as fragile as we feel.” - Shauna Nieguist
Who are would be sitting around your table? Xx
Photos by Karleen Samson