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Birdwings

This is the poem of my heart.  I find that I go to Rumi when I am searching for answers, reasons, and encouragement.  I brought five or so books to Maui last summer, but the one that became my constant was The Essential Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks.  I will never forget running down the street barefoot, finding a rock on the sand to perch on while the sun set, unfolding this book and drinking in the spiritual wisdom that Rumi offers.

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“Your grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror

up to where you’re bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,

here’s the joyful face you’ve been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.

If it were always a fist or always stretched open,

you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting

and expanding,

the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated

as birdwings.”

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Recently, I’ve heard some friends tell me, “You seem to have it all figured out.”

I don’t.  I don’t have anything figured out.  I don’t ever want to give off that impression.

I am learning, I am searching, I stumble often, I am always readjusting and trying new things.  Sometimes I worry I don’t stay in the same place long enough to feel the effects.

I’m setting my sights again today, as I’ve tripped up in a few areas in attempts at balancing out my life a little bit more.  As usual, the balance I thought I found was off-kilter.

Now I get to try something new again, expanding and contracting my birdwings.

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This article from Time Magazine is haunting me.  I realize that you won’t be able to read the entire piece unless you have a subscription, so I’ll try my best to give you the gist.

Most of the world’s supply of quinoa comes from Bolivia.  For centuries, quinoa has been the “poor people’s food” in Bolivia; it was the nutritional solution for those who couldn’t afford much.  However, since quinoa has become a fad food in the United States, it has become a food for the richest, in a way.  Health food fanatics across the country, notably celebrity chefs and foodies in health magazines, praise quinoa for the amazing nutrition this humble gluten-free, high-protein food offers.  Unfortunately, this means disastrous consequences for Bolivians.  Since quinoa is in higher demand now because of the attention it has recently received in the health-food world, native Bolivians who used to acquire quinoa for a steal are now struggling to afford it, opting for less nutritious substitutes such as pasta.  Now they are facing malnutrition, and all because of how popular quinoa has become for an already wealthy country—the U.S.A.  I can’t yet decide how I feel about all of this.  It angers me that the demand for quinoa in the U.S. has to jeopardize the native Bolivians’ opportunity to continue to thrive off of it.  God knows they need it more than we do.  Is this yet another reason why the locavore diet is perhaps an ideal option?  Quinoa is a superfood for any human being on the planet; why can’t it be shared by all at an equal, affordable price?

I highly suggest you don’t take my word for it.  Go find a copy of Time Magazine… this article broke my heart in a strange way.  It didn’t call me to action… it just more made me question what is going on.  It made me worry.  It made me realize, yet again, how terribly fortunate I am to be able to choose my diet because I can afford whatever foods make me feel good.

Education is truly priceless.

I just now found this article that is very similar to the one I read in Time today.  The details are there, at least.  Please send me your thoughts on this if you feel like it… I’m very interested!

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"If there is no wind, row."

— Latin proverb

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Let this inspire you like it’s inspired me.

Let this inspire you like it’s inspired me.

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Here’s a great article from NPR.

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I was reminded on my trip to Oregon of something I nearly forgot: the way it feels to share a meal with somebody.  And I mean “share,” in a very literal sense.  The way it feels to eat the same food as someone.  To prepare it together, to enjoy its flavors together, to discuss the tastes and feel a sense of community.  For a long time, my focus has been on the importance of our food choices for health reasons.  Because fruits and vegetables sustain health, while poorer choices increase risks of developing preventable disease.  But I’ve realized something that I have been overlooking in all this time of being swept up in the thrill of taking the healthiest bites.  I realized that I lost contact with the joy of eating.  Of sharing a meal.
In my experience, when I became a vegan and started cutting out certain foods, it was a very lonely journey.  It immediately set me apart, putting a wall between pretty much everyone else and myself.  I thrived on it at the time, because it felt right.  It still feels right for the most part.  On a daily basis, I don’t want animal products in my body.  If I’m eating alone, and when I’m stocking my own fridge, I don’t feel as though I need meat or dairy products.  As long as I’m putting enough thought into what plant sources I am getting my nutrients from, I feel just fine.
But when I’m eating with the people I love, I don’t want to feel disconnected.  I don’t want to waste more food just to make myself a separate dish.  I don’t want to stand out for my diet.  I want to help the environment and the animals by eating mostly a vegan diet, but it doesn’t have to be all the time.  I just want to be healthy and happy.  I just want to share a meal with somebody I love.
Jay and I made smoked salmon a few nights ago, paired with a kale salad and some pasta with pesto and broccoli.  I ate it all up, loved every bite of it, and didn’t feel sick afterwards from the small amount of cheese in the salad dressing and pesto sauce.  I couldn’t stop smiling.
Everything in moderation, right?
I don’t think I’m a vegan anymore, and I’m okay with that.  Labels drive me crazy anyway.  Call me Wendy, a girl who’d love to share a healthy, plant-strong meal with you.  It feels right.

I was reminded on my trip to Oregon of something I nearly forgot: the way it feels to share a meal with somebody.  And I mean “share,” in a very literal sense.  The way it feels to eat the same food as someone.  To prepare it together, to enjoy its flavors together, to discuss the tastes and feel a sense of community.  For a long time, my focus has been on the importance of our food choices for health reasons.  Because fruits and vegetables sustain health, while poorer choices increase risks of developing preventable disease.  But I’ve realized something that I have been overlooking in all this time of being swept up in the thrill of taking the healthiest bites.  I realized that I lost contact with the joy of eating.  Of sharing a meal.

In my experience, when I became a vegan and started cutting out certain foods, it was a very lonely journey.  It immediately set me apart, putting a wall between pretty much everyone else and myself.  I thrived on it at the time, because it felt right.  It still feels right for the most part.  On a daily basis, I don’t want animal products in my body.  If I’m eating alone, and when I’m stocking my own fridge, I don’t feel as though I need meat or dairy products.  As long as I’m putting enough thought into what plant sources I am getting my nutrients from, I feel just fine.

But when I’m eating with the people I love, I don’t want to feel disconnected.  I don’t want to waste more food just to make myself a separate dish.  I don’t want to stand out for my diet.  I want to help the environment and the animals by eating mostly a vegan diet, but it doesn’t have to be all the time.  I just want to be healthy and happy.  I just want to share a meal with somebody I love.

Jay and I made smoked salmon a few nights ago, paired with a kale salad and some pasta with pesto and broccoli.  I ate it all up, loved every bite of it, and didn’t feel sick afterwards from the small amount of cheese in the salad dressing and pesto sauce.  I couldn’t stop smiling.

Everything in moderation, right?

I don’t think I’m a vegan anymore, and I’m okay with that.  Labels drive me crazy anyway.  Call me Wendy, a girl who’d love to share a healthy, plant-strong meal with you.  It feels right.

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I’m visiting one of my favorite places for the next week and staying with one of my favorite chefs. Last night my sweet boyfriend made me the perfect kale salad. Kale is rough, but if you chop it up enough and blend it with your favorite raw veggies, a small portion of warm rice, some seeds, and a good dressing… Perfection. Thanks for the inspiration, Jay. Looks like I’ll be stocking up on kale when I get home!

I’m visiting one of my favorite places for the next week and staying with one of my favorite chefs. Last night my sweet boyfriend made me the perfect kale salad. Kale is rough, but if you chop it up enough and blend it with your favorite raw veggies, a small portion of warm rice, some seeds, and a good dressing… Perfection. Thanks for the inspiration, Jay. Looks like I’ll be stocking up on kale when I get home!

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thegreenliferi:

I need to post this on my wall

thegreenliferi:

I need to post this on my wall

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“Think of running as the linear part of your workout and yoga as its circular component.”

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Today I tried my hand at making one of my favorite dishes as of late, curry!  I used coconut milk, red curry paste, brown sugar, and then added the only vegetables I had that sounded good: broccoli and purple carrots.  I made it with Udon noodles, but soon realized that my favorite Thai place serves curry with brown rice for a reason… the amazing texture is impossible to match!

Some changes for next time will include making time to cook up some brown rice, finding bamboo shoots somewhere because they are incredible with curry, adding green beans, and sharing this dish with somebody, because it’s just too good to eat alone.

Today I tried my hand at making one of my favorite dishes as of late, curry!  I used coconut milk, red curry paste, brown sugar, and then added the only vegetables I had that sounded good: broccoli and purple carrots.  I made it with Udon noodles, but soon realized that my favorite Thai place serves curry with brown rice for a reason… the amazing texture is impossible to match!

Some changes for next time will include making time to cook up some brown rice, finding bamboo shoots somewhere because they are incredible with curry, adding green beans, and sharing this dish with somebody, because it’s just too good to eat alone.

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“A Warrior of the Light often loses heart.

He believes that nothing can stir in him the emotion he desires. He is forced to spend many nights feeling that he is one of the vanquished, and nothing seems able to restore his enthusiasm.

His friends say: “Perhaps his fight is over.”

The Warrior feels pain and confusion when he hears such remarks because he knows that he has not yet reached the place he wanted to reach. But he is stubborn and refuses to relinquish his aims.

Then, when he least expects it, a new door opens.”

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— ~ Warrior of the Light: A Manuel by Paulo Coelho

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"Not associating with fools, but associating with the wise, and honoring those who deserve honor—this is supreme good fortune."

— Sutta Nipata 259

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Romans 14

I don’t crack the Bible open too often. However, Romans 14 came across my computer screen a few days ago, and I have to share it because I haven’t been able to stop thinking of it. Regardless of your spiritual ideas, I think this is a worthwhile bit of reading, and a very special reminder to keep a good old saying in mind: “To each his own.”

Romans 14

The Weak and the Strong

1 Accept the one whose faith is weak, without quarreling over disputable matters. 2 One person’s faith allows them to eat anything, but another, whose faith is weak, eats only vegetables. 3 The one who eats everything must not treat with contempt the one who does not, and the one who does not eat everything must not judge the one who does, for God has accepted them. 4 Who are you to judge someone else’s servant? To their own master, servants stand or fall. And they will stand, for the Lord is able to make them stand. 5 One person considers one day more sacred than another; another considers every day alike. Each of them should be fully convinced in their own mind. 6 Whoever regards one day as special does so to the Lord. Whoever eats meat does so to the Lord, for they give thanks to God; and whoever abstains does so to the Lord and gives thanks to God. 7 For none of us lives for ourselves alone, and none of us dies for ourselves alone. 8 If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die for the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord. 9 For this very reason, Christ died and returned to life so that he might be the Lord of both the dead and the living. 10 You, then, why do you judge your brother or sister? Or why do you treat them with contempt? For we will all stand before God’s judgment seat. 11 It is written: “‘As surely as I live,’ says the Lord, ‘every knee will bow before me; every tongue will acknowledge God.’”[b] 12 So then, each of us will give an account of ourselves to God. 13 Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in the way of a brother or sister. 14 I am convinced, being fully persuaded in the Lord Jesus, that nothing is unclean in itself. But if anyone regards something as unclean, then for that person it is unclean. 15 If your brother or sister is distressed because of what you eat, you are no longer acting in love. Do not by your eating destroy someone for whom Christ died. 16 Therefore do not let what you know is good be spoken of as evil. 17 For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking, but of righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Spirit, 18 because anyone who serves Christ in this way is pleasing to God and receives human approval. 19 Let us therefore make every effort to do what leads to peace and to mutual edification. 20 Do not destroy the work of God for the sake of food. All food is clean, but it is wrong for a person to eat anything that causes someone else to stumble. 21 It is better not to eat meat or drink wine or to do anything else that will cause your brother or sister to fall. 22 So whatever you believe about these things keep between yourself and God. Blessed is the one who does not condemn himself by what he approves. 23 But whoever has doubts is condemned if they eat, because their eating is not from faith; and everything that does not come from faith is sin.

I have learned a lot in the past few days, and among it all is a very strong intuition: feel blessed to have the food that makes you feel good.  Whatever that food may be.  It almost creeps me out to think of how different food is today than it was way, way back when this passage was written.  Now we have labels… “Organic.”  ”Gluten-free.”  ”Vegan.”  ”Vegetarian-friendly.”  ”Free-range.”  ”Vegetarian-feed.”  ”USDA Approved.”  ”Natural.”  All-Natural.”  ”Soy-Free.”  ”Humanely-raised.”  ”Grass-fed.”

The line that causes me the most difficulty:  ”All food is clean, but it is wrong for a person to eat anything that causes someone else to stumble.”  I think immediately of the term, “Ahimsa,” which means “cause no harm.”  I think of how much of an impact what we eat these days has on the environment, on animals, on farmers, on the length of our lives… I don’t think these issues were present in the time this passage was written.  But I do love the phrasing… “anything that causes someone else to stumble.”  In other words, keep others in mind when you choose what to eat.  It is a powerful idea.

My favorite line:  ”So whatever you believe about these things keep between yourself and God.”  If you do not believe in God, keep it between yourself and your higher power, or your spiritual self, or whatever source of strength you find when you are in a moment of weakness.  Keep it to yourself… or blog about it and invite friends to join in… whatever works :)  The bottom line, any choice you make is a personal decision, and is not to be judged by others.  Approach your friends and especially strangers with love and acceptance.  A person is not to be judged by what is on their plate; I don’t care how much food production has changed, this fact will always remain true.

Times have changed and food is different now, but the message is timeless, the words are still meaningful, and up for endless interpretation.  I just wanted to keep the conversation going.

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Vegan Mocha Cream Pies from Free Soul Caffe. Ridiculously magical.

Vegan Mocha Cream Pies from Free Soul Caffe. Ridiculously magical.

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I am 23 years old today

“Over the years I have developed a picture of what a human being living humanely is like.  She is a person who understands, values, and develops her body, finding it beautiful and useful; a person who is real and is willing to take risks, to be creative, to manifest competence, to change when the situation calls for it, and to find ways to accommodate what is new and different, keeping that part of the old that is still useful and discarding what is not.” ~ Virginia Satir

I’m feeling lots of love today.  I wish I could express my gratitude for the life I’ve been given, but that’s just it; it’s simply too much for words.

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