soup

Simple

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I have been hit with a flood of creativity and it has me plotting out a new program for my clients and setting up some new paintings. Fall usually gets me all creatively charged up. It is a wonderful feeling. Like flying a kite. Letting go of control and simply playing in the elements. So I’m going to keep it simple this week so as to not overwhelm myself.

Day 289: A gentle miso soup with Russian kale, mushrooms and carrots. Soup was my favorite thing to make at the rehab. It’s simple, hydrating and very nourishing - so long as it isn’t cheese based or loaded with unnecessary sugar and salt, I’m looking at you Campbell’s. When it’s done right it calms the mind, the nervous system and the gut. Everyone can benefit from that, whether they are in recovery or not. However at work it got bonus points in my book for making everyone in the dining room quiet. I don’t mean that in a selfish or bitchy way. It was just nice to feel everyone at peace - at the same time. Even if it was just for a moment.

The obstacle is the path…

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Last night I set out for a late night bike ride to burn off the energies and clear my mind before bed. My bike choked up and I ended up kicking rocks and walking home in the dark. Dragging my bike with me like a cat on a leash. Wanting someone to know where I was (and desiring to complain about the injustice of it all) I called my best friend. She was awesome as always. She just listened to me conjure up new curse words for the situation until I got it out of my system without interjecting or offering a sunny spin on things… like I probably would have done. *shame* Once my pouty party was over we started talking about the day ahead. The things we needed to do, the things we wanted to do and ultimately the many things we were dreading and ways we could potentially avoid them. After throwing out some playful ways we could skirt responsibility and turn procrastination into a pro sport she said “yeah but the obstacle is the path. We know this.” And we laughed until we sighed. She is right. What stands in the way becomes the way. It doesn’t feel great but it’s comical... That thing you want is on the other side of that thing you don’t want. Leaving us to wonder ‘who put that there?!’ and reminding us that to truly have it ALL means you are probably not going to like it all.. but as my mother would say “It’s good for you!” In conclusion.. Tuesday is the new Monday. I hope you are feeling well rested from all that celebratory social distancing you did yesterday. That you’re rah-rah-ready to examine, devillainize and tackle the obstacles that lead your way. Success lies on the other side. Be it sobriety, a baller career, an ass you can bounce quarters off of or that dreamy partner in crime your heart has been searching for.

Day 136: Last nights soup… Round 2. Bone broth, carrots, potatoes, cabbage, mushrooms, mung beans and kale. Seasoned with Turmeric, cinnamon, garlic, fenugreek, salt, brown mustard seeds, coriander, cumin, ginger, cayenne, cardamom, black pepper and cloves. It’s soupier than it looks. I shredded some fresh greens and ladled the soup over it. Then I put more greens on top. Because? As above, so below. Plus bonus greens are good and it adds texture.