The New Face
This journey from painful and transformational times to becoming the Soup Sorceress began 7 years ago. In that time, I have overcome incredible obstacles to do what I believe in, and I finally got to this point: Literally, there were times I had to push my way through mazes, and I got out ok, tears and bruises later. Times where I thought I might not make it here today.
Recently, I asked my favorite artist, friend, and fellow blogger, Sean Colgin, to do one very important thing on my logo. The face! The logo was incredible, but the face made me feel uncomfortable. It’s amazing how the littlest simple details in life can make a huge impact. His style is particularly special.
Now, my face is at the vibration that I have wanted it to be for years! Such auspicious timing and synchronistic compatibility with the Universe’s magical flow of events, was in alignment for a long time coming.
In the same timing my graphic designer redid the label design for me. (I had been using a label program for years and it was bothering me so much.) Finally I could pay a pro!
The universe had this planned. The new flavor I was guided to create, came in the timing that my new lovable face arrived! I feel a whole lot of lovable.
I thought I was going to make the strength broth, but the Universe had a better plan.
The Herbs Were Waiting for My Arrival
For over a year, every time I ran into Kerry (an Astrologer, and intuitive farmer) at Erewhon, we mentioned something here or there about what was on her farm. She was very mysterious about what herbs she had available to me.
I drove past her farm on my way to the ocean and almost stopped in. I decided I would likely see her the next day. It’s rare I see her at Erewhon at all, but somehow I knew. When I saw her at the Whon, we stopped for a moment.
“I just drove past your farm, and wanted to ask what herbs you have,”
“Wait a second, you had the intuition to come to my farm and you didn’t do it?”
I looked up and to the left.
“The answer isn’t over there, it’s right here.” She said as she guided my eyes back to hers.
“Well, I knew we would be here right now.”
At The Farm
Long story short, I drove to Zuma a few days later to go to the farm.
“Is Kerry here?” I told one of her helpers.
“What company are you from?”
“Soup Sorceress. Do you have nettles right now?”
“No she’s out harvesting it, you can come back tomorrow for it.”
I asked again if I could wait a little longer for nettles. I wanted to make the Strength broth. “What other herbs do you have?”
The first herb he showed me was the one, I just didn’t know it yet.
“We have this one called lovage.”
After having a taste, I looked up on google about what it was good for. It’s used to attract more love.
I found lavender on the table, and there it was. The lovable broth was born.
From the flavors: Cleansing, to Soothing, to Strength, to Happiness, to Lovable, my collection of broths were at it’s best point yet. Each one with a unique story of tears and love, guided by the essence of a world of dynamic synchronistic endeavors on various levels.
I couldn’t wait to take the lovable broth to Erewhon! To say that this meant something to me is an understatement. Making the broth costs more money than what it’s being sold for. I do this because I believe in the magic of how I’ve been guided to create it and what it can do for the World.
Where Did the Broth Go?
As soon as I walked in the store the next day, I knew something was off. Something told me that when I looked in the soup section where my broths are usually displayed, that they wouldn’t be there. Sure enough, they weren’t.
I took a moment as I began to feel strange fiery bubbling feelings in my heart, and I knew where to go. I quickly walked straight to the back of the store, where the bone broth is. And there I was. How would my vegan fans know where to find me now?
Going Backwards
My lovable broth that was years in the making ended up next to a pile of meat. Lol. I felt like I was going backwards in time. My body and mind was scared that I had to work my way up to the ideal shelf again. How was I going to get myself through this one? I had already gotten through the hardest parts. Empowering new obstacles are one thing, but taking steps back is another.
You know what else made me feel like I was going back in time? I remembered being in class in 2nd grade as we talked about the riots. I was so young I hardly understood what was going on but it felt sad.
I went back to the soup section. Something snapped in me. I stared at those bottles of soup and just let the tears go. Happy to have a mask on, I didn’t move a muscle.
All the grief came rushing up. So did the feelings about the reason I created this magic in the first place. And I just stood silent, staring at soups thinking about how many people feel like they’re unnoticed and unloved.
Does anyone else feel like we went back in time? It started out so surreal, with neighborhoods looking happy and people going outside on bikes and little power wheels cars. We greeted each other with real warmth, and said things like, “Stay healthy!” We made eye contact above our masks. It felt like the innocent days of my childhood. The vibration felt like a lot of health and kindness. And then violence broke out on the streets, and I was back in 2nd grade again, talking about the riots on the freeway.
Looking at the soups through tear-streaked eyes, and butterfly sunglasses, not knowing how much mascara was all over my face, I thought about how many people feel invisible and angry. As my heartstrings were pulling, tightening, and feeling in disarray, I felt into what they may be feeling when they are feeling unseen.
Feeling Unseen
Peaceful and happy as I can be, when I feel unnoticed, or when I’ve given so much love and received a lot less back, there have been moments I’ve experienced a sense of unexplainable trauma inside of my body. As I stared at the soups, while grabbing a dragon fruit drink to make me feel better, I felt a flare of an emotional impulse, that I wasn’t sure what to do with yet. What action was I going to take? How would I trust the Universe in this moment, when I felt so lost?
I stood there thinking about all people who feel unseen, who don’t have access to magical food- or any food. People dealing with the crime brought on by poverty and desperation, and the terror from being occupied by an often brutal police force. And thinking about how many people have tried a lot in life and were still unseen. So they lash out. I stared at the soups and cried.
I let my tears be all over my face. I don’t hide them anymore.
Lightening Things Up
I knew I would find the right guy to talk to and I immediately did! I walked over to the lovely man who handles shelf placement. I don’t always see him, but he was there at that moment. I mustered up the strength with mascara tears on my cheeks, to ask with joy and sweetness if my vegan broths could be moved to their usual place. He softly and kindly said. “Oh yes, someone just put them in the wrong spot, I’ll move it over! I know where they go.”
I thanked him gratefully, and maybe even a lot more cheerfulness than necessary.
Sometimes we feel unnoticed/unseen, but there are solutions around the corner. It’s hard to know in those moments when we don’t feel good, it’s hard to know how the Universe has our back. And he was literally right behind my back at the right moment. Then I think about, what can we do to help other people so that we can dissolve this pain forever, and make the world feel better for everyone.
In that spirit, I bring you the Lovable Broth. It was created to generate love in you, so you know that you are lovable no matter what. It is symbolic of the journey of moving from a place of feeling unnoticed and unloved, to a place of empowerment. This is how I transform. It’s what I call Phoenixing.
Two days later the broth was in the soup section, but it’s even better than that. The broth is in both sections now. Next to the bone broth and the vegetable soups.
Spreading lots of lovability from one corner of the store to another. So lovable is everywhere for everyone. That’s a first for my broth and what great timing.
This is a picture of my friend Ashely who surprised me on instagram with this photo.
This drink is my way of saying: I love you.
The shelf placement story was just symbolic to the journey, and it always works out better, even if there’s a moment of uncertainty.
I do my best to remember if I’m feeling down, “maybe this is planned to be better than you think it is, you just don’t know it yet.”
I made nothing of it, other than letting myself be alone and unseen. Allowing it, felt better than trying to be seen and not feeling good that I wasn’t seen.
Have a magical day, every day.
On May 3rd I woke up in the middle of the night from a vivid venting dream. When I woke up, I was wide awake, full of energy. In a higher state of consciousness, in the in between state, after a few moments, I began to realize an earthquake was coming. I prepared my nervous system for what was to come. No shakes yet, just feeling. I felt it…..felt it….and then I knew it was going to hit, and boom! There it was. It was very short and sudden. I thought it might roll on a little longer but it didn’t. I enjoyed it. It was simply a sudden shock, much like the shock we experienced in the beginning of the pandemic where nothing was normal anymore.
I remember a couple years ago, I was standing on a trail in Topanga. I happened to be in just enough reception to answer the phone. I was standing in the middle of the path. I stopped to talk on the phone. It was a Wizard Doctor who wanted me to go towards his direction. He wanted me to make a choice. He asked me which direction I would go in. He really wanted me to make a decision in that moment. I looked at each side of the trail as I stood there. It sounded like he wanted me to take one particular direction. As if there were only two choices. “I don’t know which way to go.” I said.
I steered around my path, by not going in one straight direction. We don’t have to think about going in the road less traveled by or more traveled by. We don’t need to go on one long road. It’s not one long road that keeps going. It’s a series of movements and lots of roads. We are a series of movements, dancing.
I believe that if I keep going in the direction of following my stars here there and everywhere, in any given moment, it leads to the best series of movements made just for me. Stars aren’t roads. My wish is that we will all be able to follow our stars in every guided moment, that leads to the most wonderful moments that are unique just for us.
The next day I dropped off a new case of broth to Erewhon, and someone placed one on top of the others. My broth was on a pedestal. The synchronicity about this, is a much longer story for another time, but it made sense. After all the years in my 20s that I put someone else on a pedestal who I thought was more of a spiritual teacher than me, I was pretty happy to see this moment. I liked it. I thought maybe I should move it so it doesn’t fall and break, and I thought, “no I think I’ll leave it right there where it belongs. On my own pedestal.”
One of them is the Magical Sphinx, who quickly became my assistant. I don’t watch movies much, but a while back I happened to see the “Sex and the City” movie, and the only part I liked about it was when she found her God sent assistant. That’s who the sphinx is. I’m grateful for that. She flows with her own rules, and they’re good ones. She’s quarantined herself except for when she works with me on the weekends. She also volunteers to deliver essentials to people who can’t leave their home or afford our service @earthmatterz. So I told her I would pay her for that as my contribution.
Rules?
I was sipping on fermented pickle juice, and having a hot chocolate while I was reading the article. I was very involved but my head felt like popping up at just the right moment to see a short Man turn around from the counter. We locked eyes and smiled while I realized his face was very famous, but I don’t know names of famous Actors much at all. I got rid of the TV over a decade ago and I just canceled Netflix because I hardly looked at it. We exchanged a “hi, how are you”, and I realized I was much more interested in who the lady bug was that I just noticed on my black hat when I looked up, then I was in figuring out who he was. Which was definitely a kind of comedy Actor by the feels of him. He seemed lovely. But I felt so connected to this little lady bug…..
Last night, my Psychic Wizard and I had to make an emergency trip to Erewhon in another city, because all the Whole Foods and Erewhon over here were closed at 10. We got into his space ship as we argued with each other like crazy over the GPS that took us on a ridiculous adventure, looking for the closest organic store that was open til 11. We made it just in time. I told him he didn’t give me enough credit for my intuition, to which he responded, I was just being in my ego. It was pretty funny. When we arrived at Erewhon, he needed something on the shelf and without thinking just feeling, I headed right to it. The market is a great way to practice our internal GPS. I started that practice in book stores when I was 13.
Great Spirits
This mercury retrograde has been a mix of everything.
My happiness broth had sold out, and nettles arrived back in season. It was time to bring in the Strength broth to Erewhon. I needed more strength. I felt we could all use more strength through the retrograde. In fact, I’m stronger now then I was when I first created the strength broth. When the Universe created this flavor through me, it was a time where I was growing stronger in being myself.
Today, my Wizard and I took a hike. We found a car. “That 50 year old car would not be an easy trash pick up”, I thought to myself.
I hugged the tree, and slowly caressed it with the lightest fairy touch. “Thank you oak tree. Please give me more strength to be more me. I love you.”
This post is a story that’s a little about the “me too” movement, a devastating tower moment, and what inspired me to make this heart warming split pea soup. Recipe below.
Unable to stick around the house after a call with the Angel Warrior, finding out the tower was falling, I went to Erewhon for lunch.
So I took a walk, and smelled the roses.
One night I was in the kitchen waiting for my Wizard to come in, and feeling apprehensive about what to start preparing and what would be ok with him. Then I realized, normally, I wait for him, so I can get permission on ingredients and flavoring because he’s so particular. That night I let go of my fear, and decided to just do the soup I wanted to do. I would for anyone else, but with him, it’s a different story. There was no need to wait! It doesn’t sound like much, but in that moment it was a big step up the tree for me. When we finished the soup he said, “That was amazing. Good job Mama.” I couldn’t believe it. He liked the soup.
When I drink a cup of broth, I breathe better. I take in longer, fuller breaths of air that fill my lungs and soothe my body.
Pegasus responded with a photo he took of a Man that inspires him. “It really captures him doing what he loves. Something so simple, yet so rewarding to an older Man, still full of so much life and happiness.”
The next thing I knew, I met a Woman at Erewhon, who wore a heart on her shirt. I was having so much fun with her, I told her I didn’t want to her leave, and she said, “yes you do.” And scurried off. As soon as she left, a Pegasus took her place holding the famous, crispy buffalo Cauliflower.
