Blog Tales

Haiku My Heart ~ Phoenix Rising

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Magic in the ash
watch the phoenix rise again...
Sorrow holds her cup

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These melted shards of glass,
caught in the late afternoon sun,
were in the flower pots on the front porch
of the home of dear friends that no longer exists.

Navigating paths
Unknown. Unspeakable. Unfathomable.

One foot in front of the other...

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Hot Crab Dip

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It is Dungeness Crab season here in Northern California.

I just happen to have wonderful neighbors
who share the bounty of their Pacific Ocean catches.
I love getting a text that says, "Lea, have any need for a crab 🦀"

The answer is always yes!

There are hardly ever leftovers, but when there is,
a hot crab dip hits the spot on these chilly days and nights.

There are lots of variations that you can find online,
but here is an adaptation that is my favorite so far.

Hot Crab Dip
by Lea Goode-Harris
Makes approximately 2.5 - 3 cups of dip

Ingredients:
Please use organic!

  • 2 (8 ounce) packages cream cheese, softened
  • 4 tablespoons mayonnaise (I use my homemade mayo)
  • 2 cups shredded cheese (Parmesan or cheddar) I used Parmesan
  • 2 (6 ounce) cans crab-meat or 12 oz of fresh crab-meat
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
  •  tablespoons Worcestershire sauce or coconut aminos
  • 2 teaspoons hot sauce
  • 1 small onion finely grated, juice and all
  • 2 cloves garlic minced
  • 1 holiday memory

Directions

  1. In a medium bowl, mix the cream cheese, mayonnaise, cheese, crabmeat, lemon juice, hot sauce, Worcestershire sauce or cocnut aminos, grated onion, garlic, and one holiday memory.

  2. Transfer to a shallow baking dish. Garnish with paprika.

  3. Bake in the preheated oven 30 minutes, or until golden brown and bubbly.

  4. Serve with crackers of your choice. I love to use Mary's Super Seed GF crackers.

  5. Enjoy!

 

Haiku My Heart ~ Giving Thanks

Gratitude Journal next to my pumpkin carriage...   

Gratitude Journal next to my pumpkin carriage...   

Thanksgiving is more
than a single day a year...
its a way of life

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  Eleven, almost twelve, years ago...
I started a grateful journal.

It was a prompt from Oprah that said,
"Gratitude...
Keep a grateful journal.
Every night list five things that you are grateful for.
What it will do is change your perception of your day and your life."

All these years later, I know this to be true.
Oh, there have been days where I actually had to make stuff up,
or comment on the sky color...
but I've done it through happy times, death, loss,
fire, travel, all with or without my journal.

Writing it down is truly the best,
as it makes the body, mind and heart connection. And truly in my fashion,
I've come up with ways to make it simple for me, like writing down just five words to represent the things I'm grateful for. It looks something like this...

you ~ haiku ~ dance ~ friends ~ writing

each word has a story, tucked deep into my heart....
And these are all things I'm grateful for at the start of my day!
There will be so much more by tonight!

What, dear reader,
are you grateful for?

*****
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Haiku My Heart ~ The Heart of Music

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Has the music left?
It still sings in the heart of
every person met

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On Saturday, November 25, 2017
I will have the honor of assisting Dr. Kayleen Asbo of Mythica
with an evening of healing music, poetry, and a labyrinth walk
to benefit those in our community affected by the October Firestorm.

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The remains of the grand piano featured in this blog post comes from the front yard of one of my neighbors who's home I've walked by for over thirty-years, without ever knowing the owners. That is until last week. As I turned the corner, there it was. I have no words for what I felt in that moment, however it is a feeling that I will never forget. The next day I knocked on their door and a whole new connection between us has blossomed. I am honored to share their story here, as  it has become a touchstone for me as I prepare the memorial altar with the help of friends for this music and poetry event. 

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This is not all that remains of the Charp family grand piano. Though destroyed when our son Adam's home burned down, along with his entire Larkfield neighborhood, its beautiful music lives on in the memories of Gail and David and children Erik, Kimberly and Adam. With that piano, Erik and Adam became jazz musicians, Erik on piano since his teens in the 1980's, younger Adam mentored by Erik to play jazz drums and upright bass. That piano was the center piece of family gatherings, the brothers improvising music into late night jam sessions, Kimberly adding modern dance improvisation.

Though heartbroken, we are eternally grateful for those memories and of course most importantly, that Adam, his wife, two small girls and their two dogs escaped alive. Without warning and from a darkened house, only in their nightclothes, they fled. The frame of the piano was pulled from the ashes, a reminder to us of its beautiful memories and the Oct. 9th night of terror, never to be forgotten.

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  This week and last week's Friday haiku my heart
is being hosted by our amazing Magical Mystical Teacher
for Rebecca at recuerda mi corazon who is adventuring in
San Miguel de Allende.
So for more Friday haiku my heart
please visit MMT and other poets
at Magical Mystical Teacher: Tales from a Sonoran Desert Classroom

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A New Thanksgiving In A Pot

Needlepoint Thanksgiving decorations created by my mother.  

Needlepoint Thanksgiving decorations created by my mother.  

Thanksgiving has always been one of my favorite holidays.

If you've been to one of my meals, you know that they can be epic,
especially with me combining new culinary finds with age-old, tried and true dishes handed down through my family for generations.

This year...
I just don't have it in me to cook like I have in the past.
I want ease and as little effort as possible.
I want to focus on relationships, conversations
and savor every thing that this year has to offer in gratitude,
especially given what we have all been through in the past five weeks.

So here is what I am making.
A recipe that I found last year and was loved by everyone who tried it.
I also made a vegetarian version of this and share the modified recipe below as well!

Photos; My table - Turkey Version - Prep for Turkey and Veg/Veg Versions - Veg/Veg with Tofu leaves

Turkey Thanksgiving In A Pot
from the Curious Coconut

Ingredients:

  • 2 lbs sweet potatoes, peeled and chopped
  • 1 onion, sliced
  • 2 cups fresh cranberries
  • 2 Mandarin oranges, separated into wedges
  • 4 TB dark robust maple syrup
  • 1 TB pumpkin pie spice
  • 1-1/2 cups bone broth
  • one 3 lb chicken (or chicken parts or turkey parts)
  • 2 tsp coarse sea salt
  • 1 memory of a Thanksgiving past

Directions: For both an Instant Pot & a Slow Cooker

1. Peel and chop sweet potatoes, slice onion, and peel oranges then separate into wedges. Add to the bottom of the pot.

2. Add cranberries, maple syrup, pumpkin pie spice, and bone broth.

3. Add your memory of a Thanksgiving past

4. Rub chicken (or turkey parts) with salt and place on top of your medley.

Instant Pot Instructions:

5. Close Instant Pot, ensure the vent is CLOSED, and press "poultry", then the + until display reads 30.
    
6. Allow about 60 minutes from start to finish for this recipe to cook. Use the quick release method for the steam.
    
7. Meat will be falling apart tender - be careful of bones falling off. Lift out the meat and strain the sweet potato mixture. Reserve excess broth for another use (would be a great soup base!)
    
8. Serve and enjoy!

Slow Cooker Instructions:

To cook this in a slow cooker, allow 4 to 8 hours for the chicken to cook through on low (cooking times can vary widely depending on your model).

 

Vegan/Vegetarian Thanksgiving In A Pot
adapted by Lea Goode-Harris

Ingredients:

  • 2 lbs sweet potatoes, peeled and chopped
  • 1 onion, sliced
  • 2 cups fresh cranberries
  • 2 Mandarin oranges, separated into wedges
  • 4 TB dark robust maple syrup
  • 1 TB pumpkin pie spice
  • 1-1/2 cups vegetable broth
  • 1 pound block of extra firm organic tofu
  • 2 tsp coarse sea salt
  • 1 memory of a Thanksgiving past

Directions: For Instant Pot Version

1. Peel and chop sweet potatoes, slice onion, and peel oranges then separate into wedges. Add to the bottom of the pot.

2. Add cranberries, maple syrup, pumpkin pie spice, and vegetable broth. (don't add the tofu at this time or you run the risk of it disintegrating)

3. Be sure to add your memory of a Thanksgiving past

4. Close Instant Pot, ensure the vent is CLOSED, and press "manual", then the + or - button until the display reads 3 minutes. Yes. You read that correctly three minutes cooking time for the vegan/vegetarian version!
    
5. While your pot is building up steam to cook for those 3 minutes. Slice your tofu into 1/4 inch slices and then cut into a desired shape with a cookie cutter. I used leaves, but you could do a pumpkin or any shape you desire.
    
6. Once your cooking time is finished, transfer to a serving dish and place the tofu shapes on the top. Cover with a bit of the sauce.

7. Serve and enjoy!

 

 

 

Haiku My Heart ~ Mountain Sun

Vulture Mine Mountain, Wickenberg Arizona

Vulture Mine Mountain, Wickenberg Arizona

Mountain sun rises
this world begins a new day
I bow to this path

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  This haiku my heart is dedicated to my Friday haiku circle
and the five and twelve men and women
who came together to initiate the Ryzio Institute Retreat Center
held at the beautiful Rancho de los Caballeros
in Wickenberg, Arizona,
October 27th through November 4th, 2017

*****
  This and next week's Friday haiku my heart
is being hosted by our amazing Magical Mystical Teacher
for Rebecca at recuerda mi corazon who is adventuring in
San Miguel de Allende.
So for more Friday haiku my heart
please visit MMT and other poets
at Magical Mystical Teacher: Tales from a Sonoran Desert Classroom

Haiku My Heart ~ California

7" X 24" collage of our Sonoma County, California hills...

7" X 24" collage of our Sonoma County, California hills...

California,
your golden rolling hills are
a prayer to the world

*****
There are many who are suffering,
those of us in the middle of natural and man-made disasters
and those of you who are witnessing it all.

I am hearing stories
of greed and ill-will and taking advantage of others.
But I can count those on my fingers.

All the good stories? The miracles? The love and kindness?
I can't even begin to count, they are so many.
For the love keeps rising,
more than the smoke that lingers here still.

*****
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please visit Rebecca and other poets
at recuerda mi corazon

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Haiku My Heart ~ Kindness

Smoke filled Sonoma County skies seen through the long ago gift of a friend...

Smoke filled Sonoma County skies seen through the long ago gift of a friend...

Small acts of kindness
makes strangers into kin and
helps us find our way

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  Over 100 years ago, horticulturist Luther Burbank said that Sonoma County was,
"the chosen spot of all the earth as far as nature is concerned."

I awoke this past Sunday night to the thick smell of smoke and the sound of explosions.
My beautiful city and surrounding countryside was going up in a firestorm,
fueled by unprecedented gale winds.

Hundreds of people are missing.
Entire neighborhoods and communities are decimated.
Thousands are without homes, many of them friends and family.
Today as I write, it is most likely that I will not be evacuated
even though the fires continue to rage out of control
around me and with little to no containment.

And I am so aware of those right now
who are still fleeing for their very lives,
or coming to the reality that their lives are changed forever
by unspeakable loss.

Yet... everywhere I go, every note I receive, every person I interact with,
there are acts of kindness, compassion,
and people doing whatever they can to make a difference.

Shakespear said, "one touch of nature makes the whole world kin."

We are touched.

We are all kin.

*****
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Former Petaluma Argus Editor E.S. Lippitt said in the 1800s, "In all my wanderings upon this earth I had never before traversed so Eden-like a vale as that between Santa Rosa and Mark West. It was nature's own park. Wild oats, clover and other indegenous grasses intermingled with a profusion of widlflowers of every shade and hue bedecked the broad expanse of plains..."

This quote is dedicated to my dear friends who lost their home Sunday night,
where I had had dinner just two nights before...
looking out to the glory of the Mark West area into Santa Rosa.

Eastern skies over Santa Rosa, CA at my downtown home. Monday, October 9th, 2017

Eastern skies over Santa Rosa, CA at my downtown home. Monday, October 9th, 2017

Haiku My Heart ~ The Whispers

Whispers into Palo Santo incense

Whispers into Palo Santo incense

Whispers in the wind,
babkas, help us remember
how to heal our world

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  This recent article from Atlas Obscura
about the dying tradition of the Belarusian Whisper Healers

touched me to the core of my being.

For thousands of years,
both men and women have been initiated into this tradition.
Until now, they have survived religious persecution, pestilence,
and changing regimes of power and war.
With urbanization and the technological disconnect that we are all experiencing
these wise elders are now disappearing from this earth.
This article is about the few who are left.
The Babkas.
Which is Belarusian for grandmother.

Babka Maria says this at the end of the article:
“Older people who know the words [are] already dying and young people don’t want to learn, they don’t believe in it. But the evil in the world does not become less .... Old people and children come every day to me, but I don’t know who will whisper after my death.”

I will Grandmother.

Will you whisper with me?

*****
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Mystery Tree

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I was visiting dear friends who recently moved to Benicia, California.

On our walk to the downtown for a "Taco Tuesday" dinner,
we passed this tree.

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I have never seen anything like it.

A mystery.

Do you know what it is
and where its original homeland might be?

For this exotic tree looked like something
from another world...

Supporting Molli

When loss or tragedy happens,
our sadness is usually compounded by feeling helpless
and unable to make a difference in the situation.

As the days unroll from the recent tragedy in Las Vegas, NV
I am finding people who have been directly affected by the shootings.
Molli is the niece of a friend's friend and the employee of another dear friend of mine.

As well as sending your love and prayers to Molli,
a GoFundMe Page has been set up to help Molli heal.

It is going to be quite a while before Molli can return to school,
her work, her dance and to life.

CLICK HERE to Donate

Together...
we really can make a difference.

A New Santa Rosa Labyrinth

Photo: © Cynthia Greenberg

Photo: © Cynthia Greenberg

I love it when people send me photos of their new
Santa Rosa Labyrinths.

This one was just installed at
the Parktown Girls High School in Johannesburg, South Africa.

It was five years in the making.
Sometimes labyrinths are made in a day,
and sometimes they take years to be realized...

It is my hope that these girls,
and all that come to walk this path,
find joy, peace, beauty,
and their heart's desire.

Remembering

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Today marks seven years since Milt left.

Seven years.

It is a morning like today,
that I wish he was here so that we could curl up into each other and hunker down
and share our grief over the tragedies of our modern life,
and then...
wrap ourselves in the aroma
of one of his espressos
and plot our next adventure together...

But for now,
our adventures are solo
and I can only imagine what he is up to.

Rolling around in a star system somewhere,
or in a field of wildflowers...
or maybe he is already back here in another form.
He always swore
he would come back as the pet of a friend of ours....

Where ever you are Milton Harris
you shaped my soul in the most incredible ways,
the memory of your touch is in every cell of my being
as I see you in my mind's eye do a forward roll on the Cloverdale tarmac,
dig your car into a sandbank along the Russian River,
"City Slicker to Country Bumpkin,"
your sense of humor, oh god, your sense of humor,
and even your grumpy moments with a wit that could cut like a knife...
and then turn like an Aikido move
as you wrapped a gift from your generous heart,
dancing with the green man and
the way you thought about things,
the way things mattered to you,
the nine-pointed star pointing the way
as I held you in my arms as you slipped out and away
and into the West...

Carving

Our circle of smör knivars (butter knives)

Our circle of smör knivars (butter knives)

I spent this past Saturday
in a circle of redwoods with a circle of women
learning how to carve.

The class was titled:
Wood and Knife and Hands

It was truly a wonderful day, taught by Stargazer Li.

Carving is a meditative practice.
You have to be fully present, in your body and aware of your hands at all times.
For carving hard wood
with these special knives
requires all of your senses and being in the moment.

It was humbling to begin to learn this skill
that for thousands upon thousands of years was elemental for life and survival
as well as means for creating beautiful things
.

Stories were told. Memories were stirred.
And fundamental realizations of how these skills of honoring, giving thanks,
focusing awareness and working with our knives,
our wood and our hands could teach us everything you need to know
about living a connected life.

There was a deep sense of tapping into the lineage of people
who came before us who would spend a day just like we did,
in conversation and creation, soaking up the beauty of a Fall day.

I wondered about how the shift from carving
with stone and flint to this metal forged in flame,
must have radically changed the world.
And how, in a way, that paradigm shift was but a stepping stone
to where we find ourselves now
in this age of instantaneous gratification and mechanization
and loss of human skills.

For it is a whole new experience to slow down
and whittle away at a block of wood with a metal knife
to make a wooden knife, that is unique and unlike any other.

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Metal in my hand
slow movements, steady and sure
beauty emerges

 

My knife and shavings from the day in the heart-space of my labyrinth

My knife and shavings from the day in the heart-space of my labyrinth

Finding The Creative Muses

Week Four: Transform A Flat Piece Of Paper Into A 3-D Object

Week Four: Transform A Flat Piece Of Paper Into A 3-D Object

The creative muses are always with us.

We just have to listen.

Or, if you are anything like me...
we also need to make a little space for them.

And, sometimes, I need a prompt or nudge to get me going.
Truthfully? Not sometimes.
I really need a nudge or prompt to get me going.

So when one of my favorite authors, Pam Grout,
released her newest book~
Art & Soul, Reloaded: A Yearlong Apprenticeship For Summoning
The Muses and Reclaiming Your Bold, Audacious, Creative Side

I decided to see where Pam's creative nudges might take me.

I am in week six and the main prompt
was to start a blog and make a post a day for a week.

Well, lucky for me, I've got the blog!
And, as I wrote that line...
I just realized that I've been blogging now for eleven years!
So... I'm stretching myself out of my comfort zone this week
and making the commitment
to share something every day of this week in my blog space.

I hope you enjoy these extra posts and that maybe
they will be a source for you in making some space
to listen to your creative muses
just a little bit more!

Please let me know if you do!

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Haiku My Heart ~ Paper

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rocks paper scissors
memories take flight and land
at the heart center

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*****
  What childhood games
do you remember?

I loved making paperdolls as a young girl,
these a chorus line,
dancing on the heart path,
that place of remembering the child in us all.

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please visit Rebecca and other poets
at recuerda mi corazon

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Apple Cider Vinegar & Pear Smoothie

Fall has arrived here in Northern California.
There is a crispness in the air and the colors are changing
to what I call a "Maxfield Parrish" day.

With the turning of the season I find that I'm craving apples and pears.
This delicious smoothie meets that need and more and was adapted from a recipe
from the book Microbiome Diet, by Raphael Kellman, MD p.247

Apple Cider & Pear Smoothie
by Lea Goode-Harris (adapted from the Microbiome Diet, by Raphael Kellman, MD)
Makes 1 Serving

Ingredients:
Please use organic!

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  • 1 sm apple, cored and chunked
  • 1 sm pear, cored and chunked
  • 1/4 Cup unsweetened apple cider vinegar
  • 1/4 Cup of nut milk of choice* (or kefir or yogurt)
  • 1/4 cup water
  • 2 Tbls protein powder or collagen powder
  • 2 Tbls ground flax seeds
  • 1 Tbls white chia seeds
  • 1/2 tsp cinnamon
  • 1/4 tsp nutmeg
  • 1/4 tsp cardamon
  • 1/8 tsp cloves
  • 1 Fall Memory

Directions

  1. Blend all of the ingredients, including your memory of Fall, in a blender until smooth and creamy.

  2. Pour into a favorite glass and sprinkle with cinnamon or nutmeg.

  3. Soak up the beauty of Fall and enjoy your smoothie!

*I usually make my own nut milks. When I don't have any fresh on hand, I just use an additional 1/4 cup of water and a small handful of cashews. Voilá! Instant nut milk!

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Haiku My Heart ~ Take A Look Around...

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Take a look around,
see life a bit differently...
choose a different lens

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Recently, a group of four women in my neighborhood,
on my same street actually,
took the initiative to make a difference in our community
by making inspirational quotes available
as sign-art for our yards.

It is so meaningful to watch them popping up all over our city!

Make your own inspirational sign with a favorite quote!
Or... you can contact them to purchase one directly
or have it shipped to you.

Here is their Facebook Page.

And their Webpage.

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  For more Friday haiku my heart
please visit Rebecca and other poets
at recuerda mi corazon