Kapha Is Upon Us

Kapha season returns, and so does this post from last March!! Let the spring adventures commence.

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The cold dry white winter is shifting into a still cool but rainier second part of winter, known in Ayureda, as Kapha. Feeling sluggish? Your mind racing with thought? Unable to motivate? Maybe even a bit down in the dumps? Then you know the downside of Kapha. But there is a simple solution: get outside!

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gifts

After a few tough years questioning heaven with a WHY ME, I am turning my awareness back to the earth to cultivate gratitude for the bounty I live within. Fresh air and water, abundance of love, with opportunity to grow and learn in multiple directions. Gifts. Sometimes it takes a bit of slowing down to notice what is right in front of our cloudy vision, but as we do the veil lifts just enough so the world appears wondrous. This is a lesson many garner with grace and ease, but I’ve come kicking toward these fine appreciations. I’m an immediate type of gal, as in I want what I want immediately. Like Spring. Or unions of sorts. Now. This day. And in that racy bustle I often ignore what has presented itself. Those presents appearing daily. Like sunlight making itself faintly felt despite the cloud cover. While I swim children’s laughter breaking through the routine. A fat crow on a bare branch facing the stiff wind outside my window. A friend letting me know a fabulous new plan, and yes, she wants me in on it. A upcoming luncheon date with an elderly Aunt who will sound, perhaps just for a few seconds, like my mother. Jasmine. Period. Everything about this sublime fragrance graciously filling your every breath is a magical gift. People who I hardly know who rise early and say, text me when you wake up and we can hike. Food. Fresh and local and organically grown in small farms. Glorious combinations of flavors exploding into savory delight. All of it. The glass is always more than half full. It’s overflowing. What will it take for you to see?Buddha in the Window during a snow storm

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2,484 miles

Soaring atop state after state

from east to west coast chasing the Sunset the whole way just makes me Smile

from my dark space

chase chase Chase like birds on the Warm current lifted off the gravitational pull

mundane Daily grind to diamond

Shine

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Breakfast of Champions

Even on the busiest of mornings, I make time for breakfast. Sometimes while standing, while multi-tasking through rushed pre-work tasks, but eaten all the same. And not because it’s proven to be the most important meal of the day, or any such trendy sense, I just love all the options of breakfast.

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What better start than citrus? The dreary winter is elevated greatly when Florida Sunshine arrives on your doorstep fresh from the growers or grabbed from your supermarket bins, it matters not. Just smell the sweet burst of flavor and savor every juicy bite. Of course, although distant cousins to their summer relatives, we are grateful for the berries available in February, and chop those up for the breakfast muesli.

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A quick bowl of granola, with a splash of our homemade almond milk makes a delicious start for my Monday–Friday work-day. Make it yourself, or buy local. While EVERY town has a great granola maker, Nutty Steph’s is certainly the best for us.

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But then, oh then, a Saturday and then a blessed Sunday rolls along and yes, then, we take the time to pull out the pots and pans and make an event out of this first meal of the day. Whatever you do, where ever you live, find honest to god, real farm-fresh eggs, like from a coop that has a few chickens pecking around the dirt; crack open one of those and you will never again return to a store-bought egg without a struggle. Fortunately, we have loads of choices here in rural Vermont. We can even get a dozen for $3.00 from the guy across the road. But our all time favorite, with the brightest orange yoke, are Axel’s Eggs. Just wow.

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While 2 of those are dropped into boiling water for 3 minutes the toast goes down. Yes, we also have a plethora of extraordinary bakers here in Vermont, but are most fond of Elmore Mountain Bread. Gluten be damned when it comes to eating a thick slice of this wood-fired stone-ground joy on a weekend brunch. Spread real butter and local raw honey liberally, of course. Why not make this meal celebratory?

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Can you start the day without a proper cup of tea? Jeez, I hope not. A five minute steep of Fortnum & Mason’s Royal Blend will be sublime, but a dark cuppa of Barry’s Gold Blend isn’t bad either. Regardless, don’t drink tea out of bag unless the world is near its end and you are desperate. A splash of organic whole milk is yet another worthwhile weekend treat.

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Get your timing down and all is ready to be plated together to be savored while conversing with your favorite consorts. Leisurely.

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Slow down. Chew. Sip. Share all your best dreams. You’ve got the whole day ahead of you, and a full belly. What can’t you do?

 

Ode to February

Who can fault a month that celebrates a day of LOVE and a long weekend for PRESIDENTS? Not me, at least not this year, while we are being inundated with snow storms and snow flurries and even more snow showers. Ode to February indeed!! Along with all that white bluster, there is poetry to read while curled up sipping hot chocolate, inspiring us through this short and lovely month.

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amidst the politics

While art is occupying Facebook posts, #pussyhats make way for #ShePersisted, #thebusinessman is still spouting #alternativefacts, as his wacko, unqualified, and even dangerous cabinet candidates, one by one, get confirmed. Amidst the politics we must do what we can do and tend to love and compassion and truth. History shows us that if we do, the best of us will prevail.  Along with holding these lofty ideals, we must also ski. Breathe in the cold. Re-new and re-fresh our soul.

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