I’m on a turmeric farm in Hilo. It’s almost a year since my first of four visits to the island. Hawaii feels like a lucid dream. When I’m here I’m so present, aware, relaxed, and open. The air feels especially light and my breath is at ease.
Except that moment I’m waiting for important news about our produce delivery, due to a broken down truck, and my heart starts racing. I start thinking about how I’m stuck on an island and can’t be helpful.
And then, I put the phone down, and walk straight across the grass 20 feet away, past the tiny purple flowers, and down to the waterfall.
I come back to the phone, only after I’ve let go and immersed myself in the safety of the river. The sounds of the mini waterfall, and the lusciousness that surrounds me.
My computer is plugged into the wall, like old times, because it’s an EMF free zone. Maybe it’s one of the ingredients that helps me breathe better here and relax through every intense business moment.
There’s something missing for me though, no matter how much I fully appreciate this. No matter how much I feel supported, safe, and truly healthy in this environment. Not to mention finally able to tan my skin without burning it.
I am so acclimated to our SoCal produce from the best growers. My cells, my breath, my whole body, feels different without those greens. There’s appreciation for them, and then there’s the moment of realization that it’s my life giving energy source. Surely, there’s a solution for this.
Locavore is a cute little store in town, just 20 minutes from the farm, and they have some lovely little bags of kale and bok choy. Abundant life is a block down, and that’s where I pick up fresh hearts of palm for the first time.
Palm to heart, I carry my little ingredients back to the waterfall cabin, then decide to bring everything to the commercial kitchen. I forage some Hawaii spinach on the farm.
The Hawaii spinach isn’t very flavorful, but it has a very interesting element, which is that it resembles okra. The sliminess in the leaf, is not too much but it’s just enough to give the soup a little bit of thickness. Instead of paying for a bag of arrowroot powder, to which I’ll never finish, I got to forage just a few leaves. And since the flavor isn’t amazing, but it’s not bad, pretty neutral, I just used a little bit.
As incredible as these big beautiful leaves are, I still miss my California greens.
The next day, my Garden Gnome magically arrives from California with Spigarello and carrots! We snack on veggies while we watch the sun set on the beach. Aside from the unfortunate cruise ship in the way, the scene was gorgeous! The flavor of the carrots are genuinely, my little essence of heart warming happiness, and he knows it. The next morning, we have breakfast with left over soup, hibiscus kombucha, and some California treats.
The night before, I had danced next to a unicorn, and played with a light up Hoola hoop. Things were looking up. They were already up, but once I have my greens in me, I feel my cells doing their own unicorn hoop dance.
I feel the grass, the turmeric in my blood, the flowers, the spider webs, the chicken that knocks at my door, the gecko hiding in funny places, the waterfall, the smiles, the weight of the world, the lightness, the sun, my breath.
And I helped harvest Kali Haldi Turmeric, or black turmeric. It’s a highly medicinal, rare find, that is actually florescent blue. As vibrant as can be.
In the end of it all with lots of love and rainbows. I shared a shiitake and purple potato soup with red turmeric and kaffir lime, for all of us.
Misty gently cupped her hands around the dragon fly in my car, who traveled with us from Ojai to Topanga.
“Look we have a friend.” She said.
“The dragonfly wanted a ride to Topanga, it’s out to experience a whole new world.” I said.
She let it go, as she gently opened her hands out the window. A Dragon Fly is symbolic of breaking through illusions and bringing visions of power. We talked about our visions on the way to Ojai. Whether or not we would both move to Hawaii, and other fun ideas.
We had traveled to Ojai to see a beautiful, outdoor dance show, and we made reservations for “The Ranch House”.
To make a reservation, you need to answer a few questions. “Are you coming for business or pleasure?” and “What are your company names?” They most certainly liked our company names.
When we arrived, it resembled the “Inn of the Seventh Ray” in Topanga. It has a little bit of that vibe, and upon stepping in, I felt “The Ranch House” was just as sweet, with more focus on local organic, ingredients. They have a rose garden, a piano, and an all around comforting setting. Every flavor in the dinner was delicious, but I’ll tell you about the soup.
I have strong feelings about soup. This is one of the loveliest restaurants I’ve been to. I have mostly felt that the attention to soups in restaurants are lacking. Though, I can appreciate simplicity, especially when using fresh ingredients from farmers I know, it’s funny to me that there isn’t as much attention to soups as there are desserts. I don’t see that as a criticism. More as an overall, universal truth. It has more to do with the demand of customers and what business are catering to. Much like in super markets, where we’re seeing a tiny portion of what the earth has available to us.
I notice that, many nice restaurants have a baker. They dedicate their time to making the breads, pastries, and treats, to look and taste remarkable. Sugary treats, excite people, and it’s an incredible art. I’m more excited about dressing up a soup. It’s the healthiest thing I can imagine eating. It doesn’t seem to excite people as much as a sugary chocolate flourless cake drizzled with fresh berry sauce, but it’s so worthy of our attention. There are billions of ways to make a soup exciting, and I’ve only made about 800 of them.
If every restaurant had a Soup Sorceress, like they had a baker, the world would be really fun and healthy.
This sugar snap pea soup, tasted fresh, and nice. And with a few little magic touches on top, a crunchy pickled, sugar snap pea, with a dash of freshly cracked pink pepper, or other little crunchy bits of veggies with fresh herbs and spices……It would have been a real experience! Much like the salad was a delightful experience, bursting with various flavors.
If there’s anyone that knows how much work it takes to even just create the base of a soup with only fresh ingredients, much less creating a whole beautiful world on top of the base, it’s me! I’m merely stating my wishes and dreams in the new world, and what I aim to bless it with.
Though I can understand, why more attention is placed on the crunchy salad with fresh dressing, or the plate of salmon with duck egg sauce and farro. I still imagine the days when soups get as much attention as desserts. The Soup Sorceress in the background, with focus, imagination, and magic, creating something that lights up our hearts.
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.
Some people think things are starting to come back to normal. I don’t know why they want that. Maybe because it feels familiar. Familiar from the old paradigm, is what’s falling away. Anytime I get a little glimpse of what was “normal” I feel uncomfortable. I want things to evolve and transcend from where we are now, not go backwards to how we felt before. I want life to get healthier and cleaner.
In the morning I checked the earthquakes on google. It was a 3.3 earthquake on the 3rd at 3am. 333 is a symbol that your angels are here to help and things are going well.
The next night I dreamt that someone shaved part of my head without me knowing it, and I didn’t want them too. I wanted my hair back, but I lost it. I felt both satisfied and at a loss. I didn’t know what that represented until I saw my friends video the next morning, Coyote Star Astrology, about the full moon in Scorpio on May 7th. I’m a Scorpio born on November 7th.
I run out at night to visit the frogs by the creek. They make me feel like I am beyond the feeling of being home. It’s a real transcending feeling, listening to the frogs at night while the creek rushes its beautiful flow, whistling through the forest of illusion and dreams. With my dream queen designs necklace, “searching for home”.
The last few weeks I’ve been calling this time a planetary rebirth. It feels lonely, painful, and extraordinary.
I say RebEarth now to mark this era because it feels like the Earth is rebirthing.
I call it a RebEarth, because this time, instead of me thinking about my individual rebirth, I’m witnessing a Planetary rebirth. I watch with amusement, also I’m in pain over peoples struggles, and I watch the world with curiosity.
When you look up at the sky and it feels a little cleaner, or go to the store and the new normal thing is to look like robbers with masks on….and you have to spend a lot of time alone…..and can’t sit on the tables anymore at Erewhon….It’s not so bad, it’s just entriely different.
Where everyone is standing 6 feet away with the exception of a few of us who at the start of this pandemic, were still sort of breaking rules a little by giving a friend or two a hug, until we weren’t and these signs showed up…..and I’ve basically seen no one for a week at least. Maybe it’s been two, everything feels like years when it comes to growth…
I take pride in putting my health first. Right now more than ever, because I’m responsible for something really big, and I’ve been at it tirelessly with absolute comitment every day, and working late at night. It takes seriously hard work.
Linking the last posts to now
I went to my Doctor of Integrative Medicine, the best kept secret in the valley. I get my herbs for immunity, cycles, hair growth, energy, etc… The Emerald Man walked into the lobby after an immunity treatment IV, while I stood at the window to get my herbs. The Universe did several tricky maneuvers for us to find each other in that moment. Mostly so I could find out who it was that bought all my broth when everyone was clearing the shelves. It was him.
“I wanted to know who that was. I thanked you on instagram.” I said.
In my last post which was another paradigm, an old time, long ago, I mentioned that I would like to be in ancient times without phones, but then I would want to be in modern times so I wanted to enjoy this. The next thing I knew it felt like the world was going back in time. I also found out who the comedian was that I mentioned in the last post, because a week later the Angel Warrior pointed him out and told me who he was. It was a psychic move on his part, because he mentioned the guy while making a joke, and then 5 minutes later the comedian showed up.
It feels like nothing will ever be the way it was ever again.
When suddenly the neighborhoods look like they did when I was a kid. Less traffic on the road has been so peaceful.
I got to stop my car to wait for tiny children rolling with their homies in a tiny little electric power wheels car that I used to have when I was a kid in the neighborhood. On my left were kids on scooters and Parents hanging.
The sounds on the streets when I was taking a walk were surreal. It was people having fun.
How I know the earth is in a rebirth, is that I’ve experienced it over and over again myself. I have 5 Planets in Scorpio, which is the symbol of rebirth. It’s the one who Pheonix’s, and rises above. If I could explain it to you in short, it’s how I overcome painful situations, that empower me. When the situation is happening, one side of me knows what’s really going on, and the other side that’s healing really doesn’t enjoy it and wants it to be different because it can be, even if I can hear my higher self in the process telling me something else. And since I’m not responding from my higher self in those moments, it feels awful. I want to be myself all the way. However, the pain becomes useful to evolve. It’s also tough because I’m highly sensitive and easily able to enter another realm with someone.
I’m talking about rebirthing, because maybe some people right now are lonely, hurting, feeling scared… I have felt this a lot in my life. So I’m sharing it to say that I keep coming out of it better than before and it will be ok. I’ve also experienced some of the most beautiful moments in one quick snap…. .it’s better than ever again. I get big revelations, I experience incredible magic. I foresee things in the future that happen, but they happen in ways I couldn’t have imagined, that are so cool, or sometimes not so cool at all.
I go to sleep at night saying tomorrow will be the best day ever. I wake up with gratitude, meditation, and other exercises that get me into a transcended space. Some nights I wake up in the middle of the night with a human speaking to me telepathically, or a spirit, or my higher self. It’s a really intense trance state. If I don’t journal and meditate first thing in the morning, I act a little funny, which is why I enjoy sleeping alone so I can do what I need to.
The first week of the pandemic, people were acting so nice to me, so grateful, full of so much love and kindness. There was a whole new energy. I felt like people were finally getting it. They were blessing each other with wellness all over. I’ve found myself quickly learning to respond with more of my intuition and not from old spaces of uncertainty.
There’s a big shift happening, old ways are being cleaned out. A new beginning is emerging.
What I really love about people being at a 6 ft. distance from each other, is that no one can take that personally. It feels nice when people don’t take things personally.
I’m not waiting for the day the quarantine is over, I’m experiencing it. I’m watching people as they sort things out, and I find my way to communicate and find more intuitive responses. I’ve struggled for years with using language. I realized that I just really have a unique way of expressing and using words that might not make sense to everyone, so I don’t need to try too hard to explain things. I find myself in moments now where I know something doesn’t need to be said even if my brain thinks it should be. It doesn’t matter. The less it matters the more I accidentally channel words that just slip out of my mouth. It’s wild some of the things.
The farmers markets feel like some sort of boot camp, where people are standing guard and stopping you from walking a different way. And I feel like I’m in a DR. Suess story with stars upon thars. I started wearing a mask too, but I made sure to use the organic cotton fabric I designed myself. It has stars on it.
I’m used to breaking some rules (or what Vishen from Mindvalley would call brules) and following my own path and guidance, but I just noticed there are a lot of rules that actually feel good to follow that maybe I wasn’t. In fact I might start having fun with following more rules now, instead of having fun with not following rules and see what happens. I do follow rules with the highest integrity in the most important ways, but there are other ways I thought I didn’t need a rule for.
I have a rule, that if I’m in a car with a Man, he drives. That’s been a great rule, but there’s a rule I hear, that if you’re dating a Man, don’t drive to a Mans house to see him, he picks you up or meets you somewhere else, even if you know and trust him. I thought that was a terribly strange rule, but what would happen if I tried it? Just to see what would happen, or maybe it’s ok if I don’t.
I realized this when the “swat team” at the farmers market stopped me from J walking. They weren’t an official officer and yet, they had a crazy big clear boundary about it, not that they could really stop me. I did stop. I found the crosswalk, and it felt really nice. And then on my way out, I J walked, because that felt right in that moment. The swat team didn’t like it but they sort of let go for a second.
The last few weeks I have experienced non stop action, seriously hard work, super adventurous moments, a lot of sad loneliness, and big changes. Can’t wait to share more!
May all beings be healthy, loved, cared for, have companionship, sweet dreams, and magic.
Sending blessings to everyone who needs more strength today.
A Man would say to me, “Great spirits often receive violent opposition from mediocre minds.” Which is basically an Albert Einstein quote, said a little differently.
Every challenge I’ve been through with people, that felt crushing to my spirit, made sense when he said that. Suddenly, my sensitive heart was acknowledged.
After I pheonix and rebirth, which is so often my reality, having 5 planets in Scorpio, I create something. That’s how I gain my clarity, strength, and empowerment.
I sat down alone at Erewhon. One of the most craziest nature people from Topanga that I know, sat down when I said hello. His stories are so out there, most people are flabbergasted. I don’t know if I can share the worst one, it’s so crazy! It’s really great to sit and listen to his stories. I awaited his latest tale when he sat down. He told me how he picked up a poisonous, deadly lizard and was so happy because he had been waiting to find that lizard for years! He looks forward to the day when he can hold an anaconda snake. I listened to him, hardly saying many words.
“You seem softer now.” he said. I softly agreed. I feel like more of an Angel Super Hero then yesterday.
Retrograde in Pisces
This mercury retrograde has been a mix of everything.
I replaced the gorgeous pink stone in my 50 year old necklace that had sadly fallen out, with cats eye stone. A few days later, it was hailing and raining in the morning and life had sadness, I cried puddles. A few hours later, the sun came out, and the next thing I knew, the Angel Warrior and I rode off in my adventure car, with a miraculous rainbow by our side. We drove around the town for an hour while he sang and I danced to India Arie and other songs, alternating my hands, feet, and face out the window in the cool air.
That’s when my favorite necklace fell into pieces all around me. It felt like being in a dream where nothing in the physical reality was a concern. Until it was again, and we both had a sling shot of reality. I knew when I saw the rainbow, that as magical as it was, I’ve been in rainbow moments before. Rainbow moments are incredible and they can be a bit illusionary too. Put some highly sensitive people in a rainbow moment and it can be quite entertaining. We did feel so free in that moment.
The Strength Broth
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.
Out in the World
Yesterday, at barworks class, the Teacher said. “You are stronger then you think.” And left us with a few more words about strength in life on our way out the door.
The Angel Warrior, who is still recovering his strength from the trauma of false accusations, (this is explained in my last post) called and told me that he spent 3 hours walking around town and picking up trash. 3 hours! He’s gaining so much strength inside, that he’s starting to feel the muscles pop out of his arms like a super hero.
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.
“This is the end of the trail.” my Wizard said, as we stopped at a beautiful oak tree, after having escaped bushes and bushes of poison oak.
“Wait.” I said. “I need some time with this tree.”
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.”
If you’ve never stopped to hug a tree and soak in it’s wisdom, you’re in for a treat when you discover this. I spent a decade in Topanga Canyon and made nature my first priority. It’s the best.
My Wizard tried to tell me a story on the way back, but I was too distracted by looking at my tree picture. “I’m stronger than you are.” he mentioned. He might be right, he’s 12 years wiser.
And so… The theme of the tail end of mercury retrograde is, strength! I am stronger than I was the first time this flavor was created. Everything I’ve created, and am working on, and all the magic and harsh realities I’ve witnessed, is creating more strength in me then ever. I told a new friend at Erewhon, “there’s magic in the beginning of the retrograde, during it, and there will be magic after it.” Even if there was a lot of tough stuff in it. Magic happens. We’ll get through this and come out better. For me it’s another rebirth, and I thank everyone who has been a part of it.
May all beings have strength and be more of who they are. May all beings love with strength. May all beings find the solitude of nature.
If you love to hike and you like to avoid poison oak, I designed these organic cotton leg warmers for Women. I wear them in dance and yoga classes too! They’re totally cute! I get compliments all the time. The reason I like them on hikes, is that if I brush against poison oak on my calves, it’s easy for me to take these off and wash them separately of everything else, while still keeping my pants on. It’s really great. Even better, is that they look cute. You won’t find this fabric anywhere else, because it’s an original print. Check them out on Etsy!
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.
The Angel Warrior
I was out to dinner with an Angel Warrior, but there was a problem. I ordered split pea soup and an artichoke. The split pea soup was a pile of mush of peas, with no seasoning. Literally, it was like a thick swamp that Shrek would swim in, and even he wouldn’t enjoy eating it. In front of me was a Man, feeding my Soul, so I was happy.
“We need a Soup Sorceress in every restaurant, like we have bakers,” I said.
It was a dark time. The Angel Warrior had a glaze over his eyes, mouth dropping, as he peered at his phone then back to me to try to hear me but he couldn’t. He just couldn’t at all. A girl was threatening to spread lies about him all over the internet. Maybe in her mind it wasn’t a lie. He was being “me too’d”. I only know him as the purest and kindest heart and soul, who is loving and respectful. I am someone who survived abuse in the past, so I take it all seriously. I’ve seen and experienced a lot, and he’s far from being a harmful human.
I watched him as he felt the wonderful things he created begin to crumble before him. As positive as he could turn the situation, this was challenging on another level.
I feel like it’s important to address that sometimes there are really good Men being accused of things that aren’t true, and people are afraid. I also know how challenging of a road it’s been for me in the past to express boundaries to Men, so that things are clear, and not just expect them to read my mind and lead the way. Which can cause little situations of discomfort that can ultimately be addressed between the two in a way that will help both people grow. I am fully in support of helping other Women understand their own boundaries and feelings. I’m refining mine all the time, and I’ve come a long way. When people claim to be abused in a situation, but really weren’t, it’s incredibly harmful to the other person.
Tis the season of Retrograde in Pisces, so our ability to transcend through challenges right now is what we can enjoy focusing on.
The Funny Soup
“You must love that soup,” someone said, as I plopped a spoon into the mush and put it in my mouth to make sure I didn’t go too hungry. I was just laughing inside, I was really happy with my artichoke.
“If restaurants paid as much attention to the beautiful art of soup like our wonderfully artistic bakers, the world would be better for it.”
The waitress came by with the check and said, “do you want to take your soup home?”
“No thank you.”
She seemed surprised.
We walked out the door. “How would you do a split pea soup?” The Angel Warrior said. I closed my mouth at any possible snotty comment that could’ve accidentally spit out of me about bad soups. Just kidding, I’m not criticizer, I’m a transformer. I was excited. I began envisioning. I went to Erewhon a couple of days later and picked up the peas.
The Internet Exploded and the Tower Crashed
Several days later the threat became real, and the internet was swarmed with rumors about him. I didn’t know what had happened yet, and I went to yoga feeling really sad and heavy. It was so challenging! I looked at the front desk and picked out two bracelets. It was time for me to get a new one after the last one fell off. It keeps me in a happier feminine vibe. I suppose if I wasn’t so sad, I wouldn’t have been compelled in that moment to pick up what I needed.
The purpose of the little bracelet was to set your intention. I chose to spread love and joy to all beings. The other bracelet was rose quartz.
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.
When the tower falls something more beautiful arises. Though, when the tower is falling it can be tumultuous.
I sat alone with my soup. There’s no food that makes me feel better and so balanced. Never under estimate the power of a good, warm, healthy soup. Take it in slow. Set an intention and blessing for it to fill your body with heart and soul. Really feel that in each bite. You will feel so magical in your space. When I started making soups with the best ingredients, inspirations, and intentions, it changed my life. I’m pretty sure there’s nothing healthier.
I cried a few times that day. I just felt like there was such an injustice to him, and anyone who is being accused of something that isn’t true.
Stop to Smell the Roses
Even though I knew that everything would be ok at some point. I couldn’t look at the internet. Nothing inside my body and mind wanted to. I’ve been ignoring facebook for at least 3 years, so it was easy. I got home to tell my Psychic Wizard Angel about it, as he laid in his bed half asleep.
“Hello, little cute Elf!” I said cheerfully with the intention power of my bracelet!
“What’s going on?”
I told him what happened to the Angel Warrior.
“Don’t put any attention to them”, he said with his eyes closed and a sleepy voice. “Just rise above it. Don’t go into their pig trough on the internet.”
So I took a walk, and smelled the roses.
I thought about myself a year from now, looking back; that I will remember this as a time where the inevitable unfolding process of transcending consciousness took a step forward, which I know will happen soon, as the truth comes to light. In the best way for all beings.
Blessings For All
May the truth come to light in ways that will help more and more beings heal to higher levels then we ever realized. May all beings transcend. May all beings be honest. May all beings see truth. May all beings be in their fullest expression. May all beings feel the freedom of being who they really are.
Split Pea Soup
Here’s my version of split pea soup. I plan to work on this even more, but I promise you it’s a good one.
No need to put a lot of split peas. Just some is enough, but definitely put twice as much as I did, if you feel like it. Use any in season veggies you have available. This is what I used.
22 cups of water
1 big parsnip
2 1/2 cups of split peas (one package)
Baby Tat Soi
Calendula Flowers on top
salt and pepper
~Chop the leeks and boil the water with the leeks and rosemary in it.
~Add the split peas and simmer for 3o minutes.
~Add the chopped cauliflower and parsnips.
~Simmer for 10 more minutes.
~Turn of the heat and add tat soi, or any green you like.
~Top the soup with olive oil, lemon, and calendula flowers.