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The holidays are right around the corner and visitors with food preferences from A-Z will be joining us for Christmas Eve. I like to serve an array of desserts that appeal to each of my loved ones, but are also simple enough for me to do-ahead.
Let it be noted under ‘Miracles DO Happen’ that on this trek, in the middle of nowhere, there is a tiny restaurant serving the best version I’ve ever eaten of my favorite food—French fries! Oh. My. Jesus. I can see why this mountain is sacred.
The holidays promise to be ripe and juicy—from cranberries to combat—so I thought it might be worthwhile to examine The Rules of Civility that could carry us through the season with a bit more understanding and grace for those we choose (or are compelled) to share our time with.
I live full time on the thin edge of the wedge—always at the beginning of something that has the potential to become more dangerous or unpleasant. I live one vertigo twirl away from being deeply humiliated.
We bounce between chilly bike rides, soccer schedules, and dressing for every kind of weather as a wild effervescence reboots our spirits—everything feels illuminated! I think the sunlight is the most spectacular part of this season—brilliant afternoons that dapple riots of color against cobalt blue skies…
Something holy happens to me when I am touching this beautiful, live dough that I created. It is there to support and sustain me, and it truly possess a kind of cellular magic…
…Jeff rode right on top of this fat boy—yikes—so be ready alert. Ironically, the sound that the flywheel makes on a bike sounds almost exactly like the rattle of the snake’s keratin, so that provided a kind of freaky adrenaline rush during the rides….
All human interaction is gonna have stuff that stinks to deal with. If we can sharpen our skills and pour conflict through the composting process of our hearts and minds, we can refresh the result into something rich with possibility.
If the energy feels selfless and easy, a flow situation free of expectations, it’s probably an authentically generous act. If it feels complicated—if resources of time, money, or convenience are being overly compromised—or if boundaries are being crossed, then it’s more likely a People Pleasing situation.
Articulating our life purpose is simple: we were put on this earth to enjoy our lives. Period. To make manifest of this, each of us possesses a unique purpose—it’s our gift to humanity. The more of us who live in this conscious knowledge and make a practice of purposeful living, the more divine our collective vibrational energy can be.
A combination of sleuthing and intuition led us to book Treasures of Lisboa with Ruthy and Marcio an adorable couple of entrepreneurs who hosted us for four straight hours of food, facts, and fun…
It’s been a minute since I’ve posted in the Kitchen Spirit section, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been cooking up a storm…
It took me twenty years to quit drinking overnight. I am four years alcohol free, and I have never looked back. My only regret about quitting is that I didn’t do it sooner…
Throughout this emotional holiday hijacking by pandemic worry, I am constantly calibrating, course correcting, and recovering…
‘Pre-annoyed’ is quickly becoming my pandemic default—it’s the first step on the slippery slope to outrage…
We need to notice these small lie infractions: they are both valuable clues and dangerous warnings because they are part of a chronic pattern of toxic behavior. Lying is a way to stay emotionally unavailable, create drama, or play the victim…
I was in heaven checking out the old typewriters, text-style wallpaper, writer’s nooks, beautiful art, and fun artifacts like the giant scale in the very nice gym.
The unthought known is what we know deep in our bones but cannot think, much less speak, because it feels too bizarre, scary, or even dangerous…
Traditionally querencia means the spot in the bullfight arena that is taken by the bull for a defensive stand in a fight. It’s the place the bullfighter dreads the bull finding, because the bull will win if it finds this sweet spot of safety—this is the place where the bull harnesses all its desire and life force to survive…
Holding grudges was my way of staying safe and feeling right. There’s nothing like a strong shot of indignation to feed the fires of self-righteousness …Problem is, that kind of energy grows like a cancer inside our cells, blocking the energy flow of goodness—how much stale energy and anger can we carry until all the exits are blocked?
