I just made the most delicious raw bread:
carrot pulp
3 cups chopped green onions
1 cup ground raw oat groats
1 cup soaked flax seeds
1 cup almond flour
nama shoyu
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
1/2 cup water
dehydrate overnight
it was so gorgeous and delicious.
it's, probably, my 10th time making raw bread.
i think it's the raw oat groats that give it the delicous bread feel.
who knows?
anyway, we're onto the dtv.
looking good.
think i'm going to sign off.
a stream of consciousness isn't hitting me at the moment.
but, that's cool.
life is good.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Isn't it a great day to be alive?
Really. Isn't it a great day to be alive? There is so much we know. But, truthfully. I'm interested in what we don't know. The mystery of being human. The mystery of being alive. There are days when we are blue. Okay, Saturday morning -- in particular -- was a depressing time for me. I called a family member and asked there advice for what they do when they get blue. They just answered, "I don't get blue. I'm very even tempered!". Thanks == great advice. This is really helping me. Anyway, I called my twin flame and he helped me through it. I had a full-on a melt down. The kind of melt down when you wonder if the person is sane. But, I did that and I became better. Something negative needed to come out of me. I'm an empath. I feel the emotions of the world and others. This means I have some pretty confusing emotions. I've read the beautiful writings of Dr. Judith Orloff. She has really helped me understand this part of my being. I have been to her workshops and written her the occasional e-mail and handwritten letter. She is just...to put it simply...wonderful! Wonderful!She's a psychiatrist and uses her talents to enlighten the western medical world about empaths and the truth about alternative healing.
I believe she could be called a human angel.
At least for me, she has helped my soul evolve.
Really cool.
To have another human help me through the written word.
There is so much power in the written word.
I don't know where to begin.
I would like to start to write in the mornings.
I am a new mom and "finding" my rhythm in sharing myself with my twin flame, snuggles and well myself.
I love all of the people close to me.
But, I'm shocked at how quickly I can lose myself and how little good that does anybody.
I have to be selfish.
In a good way.
In the handing over the oxygen mask to myself first on the airplane kinda way.
Anyway, I get it.
Everyone gets it.
But, the truth is it's a difficult thing to balance.
I'm eating a lot of raw foods and I find it difficult for me to spend the extra money on myself.
It's true it's just a little bit more pricey than the Standard American diet.
But, the rewards are amazing.
I'm looking forward to working out tonight.
The tea is boiling.
I'm going to run.
Wonderful blogging with you.
I believe she could be called a human angel.
At least for me, she has helped my soul evolve.
Really cool.
To have another human help me through the written word.
There is so much power in the written word.
I don't know where to begin.
I would like to start to write in the mornings.
I am a new mom and "finding" my rhythm in sharing myself with my twin flame, snuggles and well myself.
I love all of the people close to me.
But, I'm shocked at how quickly I can lose myself and how little good that does anybody.
I have to be selfish.
In a good way.
In the handing over the oxygen mask to myself first on the airplane kinda way.
Anyway, I get it.
Everyone gets it.
But, the truth is it's a difficult thing to balance.
I'm eating a lot of raw foods and I find it difficult for me to spend the extra money on myself.
It's true it's just a little bit more pricey than the Standard American diet.
But, the rewards are amazing.
I'm looking forward to working out tonight.
The tea is boiling.
I'm going to run.
Wonderful blogging with you.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
has it been a month?

Has it really been a month?
Really?
REALLY?
Really.
Wow, I have a new tool.
Technically, my other half and myself and my snuggles.
But, it's shared and it's ours.
I like that.
I like not to have a lot of different attachments to things. I do. But, I prefer not exactly having the attachment. That's what's cool about blogging. There's really, essentially, no attachment.
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