Recently I lost several friends. They have been my companions for over 25 years. We have seen the ups and downs and the short and long of it. Today I begin anew. Today I begin life without dreadlocks!
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Month: May 2020
Raw Bread
One of the things I am always in the search for since changing our dietary lifestyle is a good bread for sandwiches. I found one made of nuts. It was good but I thought could there be one without nuts. So to the internet I went. I found one that uses cauliflower and zucchini as its base.
This particular recipe gave the mouth feel of soft fresh baked bread but the taste left a lot to be desired. For one thing it was too salty. I am not printing the recipe because I don’t want to give another raw foodie a negative comment. Some people liked it. I will continue my search and experimentation. Hemp and sunflower seedseds as the base is next. In the mean time I have my bread made with nuts.
Disturbing My Peace
In that early morning quiet there is an indescribable peace. Birds are not even singing yet. It is a calming, stressless atmosphere. There is no desire to think about reality. Just dream and meditate. A time to hear and feel the Presence of God.
What was that? Noise!
A car just drove by, its music blaring. Someone dropped what sounded like wood slats. Man!They woke the birds. With each added sound, the reality of responsibility crept in to disturb my peace. Now it’s time to work. All I have left is the memory of early morning peace and calm. And I’m not even a morning person. 😀
Excalibur HELP!
I have been wanting to return to more of a raw eating lifestyle but a lot of things I wanted to prepare could not be done on my dehydrater. I wasn’t sure we would continue this lifestyle so I bought a cheapy. I decided to use some of that stimulus money to stimulate myself. I bought an Excalibur. I bought a refurbished 5 tray. The size is enough for my husband and I and the price was great. My first goal was to dry onions, veggie burgers and to SAVE the mushrooms. I am tired of mushrooms going bad before I get to use them. Dried veggies are going to stock my pantry.
Today (Tuesday) I made 2 trays of crackers and 3 bread loaves. Tomorrow I plan to make croquettes. Yum,yum.
We have been vegan but the cold weather encouraged cooking. The Impossible Whopper and Beyond Meat Burger made it convenient so I got lazy. Now I am back and ready. We want be 100% raw because my husband wants some cooked meals but most will be. I can already feel the difference.
I have more planned, especially my weakness, baked goods.
Technique Mastered!
A few weeks ago I posted my desire to make a Chickpea Flour Omelette . The source of the recipe I used admitted that while the recipe is simple mastering the technique may not be. I burned the first attempt. The second was a mushy mess. Today I tried again. I achieved success. So what was the difference? The temperature or heat setting. However your stovetop determines a medium setting that is the one you want. I also used a tip from another source; cover the skillet for even cooking. My taste tester, my hubby, said it was good.
Now I can tailor the flavor profile to our taste. My first tip is to use leftover veggies already cooked. It saves time and avoids waste.
Salt Power!
Have you heard the phrase, “He’s worth his salt?” We learned that it meant he was valuable. But why? I knew it was important to commerce during Ancient Roman times but I didn’t know the power of salt spread farther than the Middle East and Orient.
I learned tonight watching Robert Irvine’s Kitchen Expedition that the Ancient Mayan kingdom was so rich and powerful because it controlled the salt. Then Mr. Irvine went to Senegal which is part of the Ancient Ghanaian Kingdom. Here he learned that an ounce of salt was equal to an ounce of gold. How did this happen? The kingdoms to the south of Ghana wanted salt. Those north of Ghana had the salt. The trade route went through the Ghanaian kingdom. Salt was so important that it was valued at an ounce of gold. The King charged a tax on these transactions. Additionally, an ounce of salt cost an ounce of gold. Salt was a very valuable commodity.
That takes me to Jesus saying those who follow his teachings,which are founded in the Law and the Prophets, are the salt of the earth. Salt is a preservative, purifier, seasoning and a prosperity agent. Based on His declaration, I should be all those things. Not only for myself but for others as well. I will then be worth my weight in gold.
SALT POWER!
Humiliating Worship
This morning I woke up with King Solomon’s Temple dedication on my mind. It is clear from God’s response that the celebration was acceptable but what made it so?
Solomon made sure the Temple was built according to the specifications given to David. All the previous materials and workmanship were the best of the best. The priest consecrated themselves in preparation to go into that holy place. The priest, the people, and the King made sacrifices, too many to count. There was music and singing and praising the LORD. The LORD was the guest of honor and they made sure He knew that He was welcome.
Solomon stood on a scaffold to address the people. He could have said, “Look at what I’ve built. Look how grand I’ve made it. Instead he recounted the promises made to David by the LORD. He said the LORD had built the Temple and kept His word by making it His home. He viewed himself as an unworthy servant. Then he turned toward the Presence and laid prostrate. The people bowed low with their faces on the pavement. To an outsider this could appear very bazaar and humiliating. Seeing the mighty Solomon in such a public display. The priests should surely do this but the King? Solomon cared more about loving his God and being an example to his people than appearances. Can you imagine that day? All that singing and celebrating with a whole nation lying down before their God. Their God was worthy of all that and more. Oh that we would worship with such abandonment. That we would come before our God with one consecrated voice and lay ourselves low before Him. As a result God’s Presence overwhelmingly filled the Temple. Just thinking about experiencing that takes my breath. I have felt His Presence before which was overwhelming to me but nothing like that. I’ve wanted it and now I see I am the cause of not having it. I have work to do on my Temple and my worship. One of my spiritual sisters, Sharon, said to me today that we have strayed from graciousness to self-entitlement.
We say we know we don’t deserve His Presence, His blessings, His grace yet that is exactly how we behave. Yes we are The King’s children but we are priest(esses), servants as well. Servants bow down in complete abandonment. Let’s worship like Solomon did.
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