Yesterday, it rained again. We are so grateful, as the moisture seems to be cycling back into more regularity after a hot, hot summer. There is no wildfire smoke in the air, at least these past several days in the valley. So many prayers for rain – and they have been answered. The elements of…
Category: Pachamama
If you cannot feed one hundred people…
The Universal language of love and compassion surely includes food, beautiful food, made with caring for those about to receive. Nourishment of the soul. When I had my catering business in Ft. Collins, Colorado a good ten years ago, I catered a big buffet Thanksgiving dinner for the spiritual center I was attending, and made…
Garden Party!
Pachamama loves color! This bright wheel of steamed garden delights was simply drenched in fresh lemon, basil and dill vinaigrette and spun off to a garden party a couple of nights ago. This is my first post from the WordPress for iPhone app! So it will be short and sweet. My times in the kitchen…
Potatoes – Tomatoes; and an authentic Ecuadorian recipe from the Andean Highlands
I do have a reverence for the garden, which sustains me – with a love deep within my heart expanding into the earth. Digging potatoes is a marvelous treasure hunt, a reflection back out of the earth of all that love – and in gardens past, also a race against the wily and voracious wire worms. This year,…
Glory oh Morning Glory!
Pachamama’s beauty sustains the heart. The morning glory, opening with the light of dawn – feels like a direct link to the Creator, the Universal Source Love flowing within all life – through this portal of nature… take some moments….look with me. Are you not positive yet? Please, look closer: Dive in, with your eyes, your heart, explore the…
The Garden – Habitat of Love
After being on the road for 2 plus weeks, I was greeted by a garden much wilder and more lush than when I left! So many surprises! Strawberries sending out dozens of new runners – carrot and beet patches like miniature forests, potatoes thronging alongside the gourds, pole beans weaving themselves along the fence, white…
In the Garden
listen within this moment winging inside a conscious rhythm surfaces in birdsong our breath tree shadows our hearts green dappling light tomato leaf and garlic scent dirt and water the steps we take earth on our knees the whole Universe inside us dreams become real a star bursts in daylight the seven sisters whirl across…