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”.
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.
My last flavor broth, the Immunity & Intuition broth, sold out so quickly at Eerwhon, and the shelf was empty.
I had taken a few trips out of town, so it had sold quicker than I could make the next batch. I really escaped out of here. Something I want more often. I went to the snow in Lake Arrowhead and then to the pouring rain in San Mateo.
Yesterday, I arrived into Erewhon to see the Earth Angel sitting down, reading. I walked over, stood next to him, and told him a secret.
“My broth is sold out. I thought about doing the same one this week, but I’m doing the ‘Happiness’ broth tomorrow. Don’t tell anybody.” He promised he wouldn’t. I didn’t even know what I was in for when I decided to do it.
Why am I so secretive? So many things don’t need to be secret at all. It’s part unexplainable strategies I purposefully concoct with the best of intentions, and part having 5 planets in Scorpio in my astrology chart.
Intentions and Happy Stories
My intention was to create a happiness broth for the sake of feeling happiness for no reason at all. No story, no reason, nothing huge happened. Happiness is a state of mind. I feel so good just looking at these intelligent ingredients.
When you’re feeling happy and you get to share happiness with another human, it can be addictively fun.
I had a best friend 17 years ago. When we were around each other, everything was so much fun. We were the most spontaneous duo, and felt totally comfortable with each other. I never found anyone like her again, that could be so spontaneous like me.
Sometimes, we are challenged with feeling happiness on our own. It’s just the truth of life.
My Grandmother lost her Husband recently, (my Step Grandfather) he has passed. She told me a story about the day she got into the comfy king size bed in their vacation cabin, plopped the blankets on her, while her Husband was on a walk, and as the dog Charlie happily jumped on the bed, she said, “oh , Charlie, life doesn’t get better than this!” She had felt so safe on this Earth in that moment; she felt so happy. She is grieving her loss.
We all appreciate those moments when we get to feel so happy and exhilarated. Moments pass, and sometimes we have to remind ourselves extra, to be in a state of happiness, when some moments aren’t as exhilarating as others. Like the day I helped my Grandma remove some things from her cabin that was recently sold. She had been feeling so sad about losing the home, that she was happy I was there to make the day ok.
It was so hot because I was running up and down the stairs, carrying heavy things, so I had to put on a halter top in the snow. I felt pretty happy about that. Feeling warm in the cold air.
When we left, I locked the door, knocked on the wood and said, “good luck every body!” Sending blessings to all who enter the home in the future.
My Grandma said, “honey, any Man that doesn’t appreciate you is crazy.”
Sometimes, we see someone, who has happiness for no reason, they are just being it, and we remember how blessed we are. Someone who is humble, and just kindly doing their thing throughout the day, is refreshing.
I messaged Pegasus (a symbiotically creative spirit), and he asked how I was doing. Without any thought, I said, “I’m a little off today, but I’m working on it.”
What that meant was, I was trying hard to find that happiness space for no reason at all, for the broth, and it was challenging me. I felt happiness while I was making the broth, especially while stirring. I would walk away, and feel challenged. So I thought, maybe I am dissolving this challenge right here, right now, because I decided to create the happiness broth. (May all beings dissolve discomforts and feel happiness for no reason.)
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.”
End quote on “happiness”. I didn’t tell Pegasus my secret broth flavor yet; this just happened.
I took a walk. The sun was just going down. A Man wanted my attention, you know, energetically, so I decided to give him a happy hello as I walked past him carrying his trash cans in. “I would’ve given you a ride, as I passed by you,” he said kindly.
Although he was nice and not threatening, I thought, “maybe a hello wasn’t a good idea.”
“That’s ok, I’m just taking a walk on purpose.” I happily said as I walked a little more quickly and remembered to bring my pepper spray next time.
I kept walking. There were two Men passing by. They seemed a little low energy. It was starting to get dark. There were people far in the distance; shadows. One of the Men, had two dogs. A few feet after I passed him, there was an unforgettable dog smell. I clenched up and kept walking. There were sirens in the background. The flashing lights of the UPS truck parked next to me, reflected on and off the stop sign in the distance. I walked around a few rain puddles. This was no hike in Topanga. It was a city walk. It’s funny how for some of us, we feel safer around coyotes and owls. Though, I carried happiness with me.
I created this broth, so that we can all get drunk on happiness for no reason at all. And there’s nothing that brings me more life energy then to focus on my breath, which is how my body responds to drinking vegetable broth.
The star ingredients in this are shiitake mushroom, lions mane, gotu, kola, roses, and basil. So if you’re looking out the window on one of these gloomy winter days, come get yourself some happiness broth. Your breath, your body, your mind, will thank you.
If you want to make this on your own, simmer some veggies and add some of the ingredients I mentioned. You can also use chamomile, turmeric, ashwagandha, or lemon balm. Those are some feel good, happy herbs too.
Some Simple Things I Feel Happy About
Tonight as I simmer down from a busy day of a big simmering pot, I’m simply happy to feel and watch my delicious honey as it pours like thick liquid gold.
I’m happy Pegasus tuned in at the right timing, while he was in the middle of multi tasking business things. I just love that.
If you’re reading this, know that, I’m happy for you, for whatever little thing or nothing you can think of to feel happy about right now. I’m holding that space with all of my heart. If you feel sad, or you’re crying, I’m holding the feeling of happiness for you.
Lastly, something I’m really happy about. One of my closest and most trusted friends/psychic on the Earth Planet, held this wild bird in his hand for 15 minutes. How many people are so connected to nature that wild birds are comfortable to land on their hand, whilst petting it? The peace I feel knowing that he exists makes me happy. This picture feels too sacred to share.
May all beings be blessed. May all beings smile every day. May all beings feel happy for no reason at all. And happy for lots of reasons too. 😉
The day I had been preparing for was finally here. Here’s the story of a cauliflower and pear soup (recipe below), and the journey of preparing for an event supporting The House of Ruth, featuring the trailer for the pilot, Badland Wives.
My New Organic Cotton, Clothing Line
It wasn’t just soup I was preparing for the event. I had planned for several months to get my line of clothing ready in time for this day, so that some of my magical Sisters serving soup, could model my clothes.
Long story short, I wanted the fabric I had printed to be ready in time for this event, with 2 weeks for sewing, but it didn’t happen. I gave up hope that it would be ready for the event, until I got an email the night before.
I had a moment of upset and quarrel inside of me, wondering how I would get the fabric in Carson when I had to be at the Avalon in the morning. My mind was in a spin, just like it was when I was dealing with the details of ordering the fabric.
Finally, I called one of my Fairies and desperately asked her to pick up the fabric. And she did! I couldn’t believe the miracle!
All I needed to do was load my car with a bunch of heavy equipment, while my wrist was sore and in pain from the surgery, and bring my sewing machine, so I could make the clothes on the spot! I had to do it! I was determined to have the clothes ready on this day.
I arrived to happily find out that the Sorceress team had the balcony all to ourselves!
There I was at the Avalon, a big Hollywood event space, and I was experiencing the balcony the way I am at home. Sewing and cooking at the same time. It was like a funny dream.
I made Lana Fairy a skirt. Then, I accidentally had a thought that I should make her a shirt as well.
I let go of that thought. Soon after, I let her carry a bucket of blue butterfly pea pod tea and it spilled on her white tank top.
“My shirt has blue on it now.” She said.
“Oh, no I’m so sorry, this is my fault, because I wanted to make you a shirt.” As I grabbed my scissors to whip up a tank top.
My New Sorceress Crown
I have a collection of Sorceress hats. A couple weeks before the event, a Man (a fan) sent me 6 new hats! I had plenty for the girls to choose from, to wear that night.
Part of my Sorceress story began a few years ago with one black hat, then came the famous red hat. The red hat was cut up in front of my face into little pieces. It just so happened that I wore the red hat in my video to be premiered at the Avalon, so Pidge (the event Producer), wanted me to wear it that night. Naturally, we wanted a really amazing, upgraded red hat, so I got in touch with my favorite hat maker, Enrico of Busto and Sun.
Enrico specially made a red hat for me in Topanga. It was a truly uplifting moment after all I had been through, and my story about the red hat. It was a moment where if I had seen the future, when my red hat was being cut up in front of me, I would have felt as satisfied as I did when I put this hat on my head for the first time. It has an amethyst hanging from it. My favorite stone.
The Earth Angel meticulously set up the table like a Capricorn. And the beautiful glowing group of Women in hats were out and about the room serving magic tea.
It was butterfly pea pod tea, an organic tea that changes color when you add lemon juice to it.
When it came time to serve the soup, we all gathered to send the soup blessings and all who slurped it. The girls made good jokes during the blessing ceremony.
My video was a joke about dandelion greens. I always felt they were too bitter, but give me any vegetable and I’ll figure out a way to love it. Which is why dandelion greens were an integral component to the soup for this event.
The Adventurous Story of the Soup, and a Recipe
I let things happen the way they do and I take the inspiration from synchronicity. Even if the circumstance seems to be in cosmic madness, I still find messages from the Universe and let myself enjoy the ride of watching how the story unfolds, and what ingredients are symbolic to the journey of the next soup. That’s the fun of soup sorcery.
One day I looked at a pear in the kitchen while I was experimenting with flavors for cauliflower soup, and decided to give it a try. Usually I would do cauliflower and apple with turmeric or curry powder. A voice said to me, “try the pear instead, this time”, so I did. It was in season.
It wasn’t a mistake because this is how I started
calling myself by a different last name. I had been
looking for one for over a year.
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.
Soon after, I ended up with pears and more pears, a gift from him. I had pears after my surgery, pears with a few meals, pear tastings, pears everywhere! He told me a pear story that made me cry. Out of nowhere my Grandmother told me a story of how pears helped my Step Grandfathers asthma.
Pegasus and I flew into Erewhon one night, and saw some red pears. There was a name of the pear on the sticker, star krimsky. “How do people come up with these names for produce?”, we asked each other. He looked at the sticker and lit up with big bright eyes!
“Star krimsky, this should be your new name!!!” Pegasus said as he lit up with glee.
I thought he was being silly and childish, until I realized he was channeling something and he was right. “Star could be my last name, it’s exactly what I wanted it to be.” I designed star fabric, stars on my logo, and I have a car with stars on it. We agreed that adding the word krimsky would be too long. Thank Goddess for that.
Somewhere around this time I realized that I wanted to add truffle oil on top of the soup, and kuzu limes. The next thing I knew, we were eating some pears in Topanga, and the Pegasus saw some truffle salt! We gave it a try.
A few days later we had a caviar lime and truffle oil pear tasting with 3 types of pears. Guess what the winner was!?
The red pear!
I went to the office of the Papa of Erewhon and asked him if I could buy lots of red pears.
“Which one? The barlett red pear or the star krimsky red pear?” He said.
“Which one do you think tastes better?” I said.
“The star krimsky, is the best tasting pear of all!” He said.
Of course it was! It turns out it’s rare to get it too, and I love rare finds. There aren’t even any on the shelf right now. I had it just in time.
I walked out of the office, and there was the Pegasus right in front of me.
“I knew I would see you when I walked out of the office.” I said. I thought he would be several steps closer, but regardless he was just about in the spot I had thought he would be.
It’s true, I felt it as I walked towards the office, wondering if I would be right.
This was a nice transition because after I was divorced, I felt so uncomfortable saying an old last name. Some people thought I should call my self Kali Flower, but it sounded too hippie to me. I love to follow the stars towards the direction of my dreams.
So you see? Life happens. Even when there are moments of disappointments, down time, maybe even some boring moments, imperfect moments, or times of waiting, times of intense worry that I wouldn’t get the fabric in time, tears, pain in my wrist, people being deceitful, dark and light moments, moments I didn’t know what to say, moments I had been misunderstood, too silent, times I had to work harder at calming my nervous system, and so on. I’m compacting the story into the way it is intended to be, honored in its highest light. In the end, some of the fairies had skirts to wear, the soup was a bright and flavorful sip of flavors, the tea was magical, I found my name (at least for now), I have the greatest red hat ever made with a little gold star on the center of my crown, and the Sorceress team was as beautiful as can be. Everyone was in the right place at the right time. After all that, I achieved the soup I wanted.
May all being be blessed. May all beings feel happy. May all beings be safe and cared for.
Kaliflower & Pear Soup
1 Cauliflower, chopped
1 Pear (preferably star krimsky), sliced up
Half a small Onion, sliced
Broth or Water (I used dandelion in the broth)
Salt and Pepper to taste
And of course chopped dandelion greens! Chop them little, like you’re chopping parsley.
Details: Pour a thin layer of water on a baking sheet. Bake the Cauliflower, Pear, and onion in the oven at 350 degrees until it’s cooked through. Safely add more water if needed, throughout the cooking. Let it cool down and then blend the ingredients with some broth or water. Use as much as you want to your desired consistency, and add as much turmeric, lemongrass powder, salt, and pepper, to taste. Don’t use too much turmeric, it’ll be bitter.
You can warm the soup up or have it chilled. I just like to blend the ingredients while they’re cooled down so that I don’t pour hot soup into a plastic vitamix, essentially poisoning it a little. If you have a stainless steel or glass blender you don’t have to worry about that.
Drizzle truffle oil on top of the soup.
Squeeze some kuzu lime on top. (if there aren’t any available, use a lime)
Sprinkle edible flowers.
Top with thinly shaved fennel and a piece of dried fig.
Sprinkle with those healthy nutritious, incredible dandelion greens.
In this post you’ll learn the benefit of the herbs I was guided to put together for my rose soup, and a story about the sacred journey of how this healing soup emerged. I hope it will inspire your own journey of gathering ingredients for a rose soup this Spring. It was a powerful experience. Below I share a link to a video where I explain a little more about that. As someone who is energetically sensitive and has struggled with how to manage it, this rose soup journey has been one of many steps forward.
Rose and Nettles soup for Mothers Day. Grounding and revitalizing feminine strength.
“Do you want to harvest roses with us?” Marysia our green witch guide said, as I was on my way out . Little did I know that when I innocently agreed, I was about to enter my next cosmic journey. I’m still writing about my last “midnight awakening journey.” I’ll share about it soon.
I was almost ready to leave the farm for the day, but I loved the idea of gathering a few roses. I didn’t even realize I was coming to the farm until the night before, when I was perplexed with a decision. I’ll backtrack into that a moment, it’s a good little part of the story and saved my life.
The decision I made was about my wheel on my Subaru. It was cracked, and I didn’t know. Multiple little events in divine timing led me to my mechanic for an oil change, who noticed it and told me. “If you’re not gonna get the wheel today you need to at least rotate the wheels so that that wheel is in the back of the car. In case it breaks, it’ll be safer in the back than in the front.” That led me to Hanks Tires to rotate them.
At Hanks, a man named Sean said, “I’m not letting you leave here with that tire on. We’re not rotating them. We’re putting the spare on. You have to get a new wheel.”
They gave me no choice.
“If I rotate those tires and then let you go, I’ll go home feeling horrible thinking, I let that girl leave like that.” He went on to express just how dangerous a cracked tire is.
“You must’ve hit a pothole.”
“Ya I must’ve”, as I stood there silently, picturing the memory in my head of bumping up the side of the curve at Erewhon Market a couple months ago, thinking,“oh I must’ve did some damage” and then I moved on. These guys saved my life.
He sent me to get a wheel at the wheel store. It was 20 minutes before closing. I was faced with the decision to keep the spare on for the next 5 days and wait for a Subaru wheel to be shipped, or get the other brand that costs a little less, is the same size, and doesn’t match the rest of the wheels on the car. While trying to make the decision, Alison from Plumcot farm called to invite me to the farm the next morning. My defining decision to drive around with a non matching wheel came down to that. I can’t drive to Malibu on a spare tire, and I don’t want to stop the flow of what’s happening here, so I got the non matching wheel. Feeling a little strange, I took off.
Had I not done that, I wouldn’t have ended up high on roses and making this magic healing soup, that’s in alignment with what I need right now. I remember around the time that I started to make decisions like that, and how that changed my life. If I had cared more about the social advantage of having matching wheels, I wouldn’t have ended up sniffing roses for an hour and healing a part of myself that has been asking to be healed. The cosmos came in at the right timing when Alison called, which helped me make my decision.
Back to the rose story.
We walked to the roses, sat down, and Marysia began to explain that before we harvest, we would connect to the roses. .
With her gentle guidance and our willingness to dive in, the roses pulled our faces into them, we were lost in the rose spirit for many minutes. The scent was so strong. Each of us connecting to a different bush, a different color. The scent pulled me in so deeply, my whole body fell into it’s vortex. I breathed deeply. I felt connected to it and I kept feeling. We all stopped at the same time and shared what was on our mind.
She gave us some leaves of a plant, so that we could give back a gift to the roses after we harvested. We spent an hour, making love to roses, laughing, and harvesting them. To harvest them, we gently pulled the petals off. Then we snipped the stem off in a slant, close to a leaf stem.
Each color bush had its own name which intensified the experience.
Heart of Innocence
Heaven on Earth
Wild Blue Yonder (this is what I used for soup)
At a certain point we realized we all felt like we were on a psychedelic, or more like we expressed why we didn’t need psychedelics because it’s so easy for us to access those states. We were in another dimension. It was a little like going to “Alice in Wonderland.” on Plumcot Farm.
Imagine if every billboard that was promoting a cannabis company was actually promoting a new small, biodynamic farm, with beautiful pictures of colorful produce and flowers. If growing more small farms, was as popular, profitable, and as well promoted as CBD, the world would totally change. I’ll explain more about that in my next post. 🙂
I decided to make a rose and nettle soup. I asked Marysia her thoughts. She runs “The Gaia School of Healing California.” (I highly recommend her course.)
She also has a little shop in Topanga, called “Wild Love Apothecary”, where you can pick up dried herbs and talk to green witch specialists.
I’m still a young Sorceress and I have much to learn about this adventure that I’ve been guided into over the years. Marysia taught me some things about the plants that I wanted to make a soup with, as I pondered which ingredients I wanted to put together.
The Benefits of Roses, Nettles, and Burdock
“What do you think about the healing combination of rose and nettles?”, I said.
“That’s great together, yes. Nettles helps us receive the deep nourishment and wild vitality of the earth mother. Roses opens are heart and unconditional and divine love.”
She also suggested I use burdock. I wasn’t surprised this came up. Burdock has a symbolic meaning for me in healing relationship with Men. When she said that, I knew it was time for me to invite burdock into the soup, especially with Mothers Day coming up, it was the right timing.
This is like the next chapter after I had done the liver cleanse, which I also called the lovers cleanse. I’ll get more into that when I bring up my soup journey event, “Soup Revitalize” as opposed to a “Soup Cleanse”.
“Burdock is a nourishing root, high in minerals, enzymes, and vitamins. It cleanses the lymph, it’s grounding and nourishing.”
I’m in constant reflection with grounding and calming my nervous system. I’ve come a long way with it and I loved the idea of using burdock to help.
Wild Love Apothecary Shop
I asked the Earth Angel to pick up burdock for me in our little town magic shop.
When he was there a fellow Topangan asked him, “what are you getting?”
“I’m getting some burdock for a friend.” said the Earth Angel
“Oh, sounds like a Kali order.”
That’s right. 🙂
I think you can agree from the photo, this rose soup really transformed into a real deal green witch soup. There’s so much I’m not in control of, I’m just watching it happen.
Here’s the soup, if you would like to try something like it.
May all beings stop to smell the roses. May all beings experience realms of time and space that nourish, revitalize, and inspire us. May all beings have access to the world’s best plant medicines.
You can also click here to see what I did in a short video, and I explain how these herbs helped me.
~First, I made an overnight infusion with mullen, geranium, sage, and burdock. To make an overnight infusion, I just poured hot water into the mason jar with the herbs in it and left it out all night. Not in the fridge. This would be the broth.
~In the morning, I discarded the herbs and pureed the liquid and the burdock, with the fresh rose, nettle leaves, purple snap pea flowers, chocolate mint, and lemon balm.
~I simmered that with scallions, basil and zucchini, and then used a stainless steel hand mixer to blend the ingredients. Then I added seaweed, salt, and other spices.
~The salad you see on top of the soup is how I like to add toppings, raw kohlrabi and watermelon radish with olive oil. I also added spicy pickled snap peas. Give your soup a fresh crunch! If I had a soup shop I would have various ingredients you could put on top like you do for ice cream, accept you would be eating medicine instead of sugar and have fun with it. 🙂
Happy Mothers Day
Lastly, I want to say Happy Mothers Day, and share how blessed I feel to have such an incredible, creative, polite, intelligent, teenage Son who continues to impress everyone around him.