It’s Friday night, and raining again. There’s a cool breeze and a thick fog outside. Even though summer is close on the calendar, tonight feels more like fall, with a slight chill in the air. Brought to mind a few of my cozy favorites. A hot cup of homemade chai, Rumi and a little Coldplay in the background. Yes, all feels right now.
The following recipe is from a dear friend, direct from an ashram in India. It’s super delicious. I like to mix it up with some star anise(one of my all time favorite’s) and/or some black peppercorns.
1 cup pure water
1 cup soy or almond milk(or a blend of the both)
6-7 cardamom seed pods
2 T fresh grated ginger root
2 t organic sugar(could play around with less, stevia or agave)
1 t black loose leaf tea(Taj Mahal’s Orange Pekeo is good)
Boil water, ginger, cardamom, and cloves. When boiling-add tea, milk and sugar. Boil gently a second time, strain, pour into mugs with a cinnamon stick and ENJOY!
These flavors *rock* together…so warming & comforting. And when the sun does decide to come out, its great iced too.
A Taste of RUMI…
So, I had the great fortune to meet Andrew Harvey @ the Omega Institute. He is a lively soul full of passion, and exuberance. Below is one of the great mystical poet’s(Rumi) works…translated by Andrew:
Jasmine comes up where you step.
You breathe on dirt and it sails off
like a kite.
You wash your hands and the water you throw out
shines with gold.
You say a line of scripture
and all the dead commentators lift their heads.
Your robe brushes a thorn bush
and a deep chord of music comes.
Whatever you break
finds itself more intelligent for being broken.
Every second a new being
stands the courtyard of your chest
like Adam, without father or mother,
but the beginning of many generations to come.
I should rhyme that fifty times!
The beginning without any
inclination to end!
But I won’t. I close my mouth
in hope you’ll open yours.
Until next time,