We’re going to begin tonight’s
nonsensical and self-serving ramblings brilliantly insightful post with: food. Good healthy, home-made food. That I created. And don’t hate. (Big deal, those two together.) (Plus, I can’t seem to stop eating them, so this bodes well.)
I wanted to try this recipe (Tahini Cookies) ever since I first spotted it at Alana’s place last month. I promptly printed off a copy, and proceeded to cart the papers around the house; upstairs, downstairs, on and off of the kitchen table. The only ingredient I didn’t have was the heavy cream. We’ve been non-dairy (primarily cow’s milk) for months and months now, so this was a Special Purchase.
Hit that link in the above paragraph, and see what details she adds. I used my handmixer (because I’m not authorized, nor do I have any desire to, use Dan’s big stand device). It worked okay, but I think stirring by hand would certainly be just as adequate. I ended up doing it mostly that way in the end. I also added an egg, plus some (organic, natural, grind-it-yourself) peanut butter*, and sprinkled them with cinnamon-sugar because I wanted mine a touch sweeter.
*No doubt my ratios were off because I’m such a shitty measurer. Also, I used a combination of flours, half was organic whole wheat, the other half regular All Purpose Unbleached.
And because you asked (or more accurately, subtly hinted), LondonMabel, here he is, the maximum Grand Dog,
on his throne in his very own, slightly used, desk chair, saying, “hi everyone, we made cookies!” (Or maybe was just mumbling, “jeez, Nana. Will you get that damn camera out of my freaking face?!” One or the other, hard to say.)
On our card altar this afternoon, we stayed on track. I even stood there, asking, “are we heading in a different direction today?” The answer was, “NO, stick with your rotation.”
This called out to me, with the words I used in today’s title. It’s all about how fair/unfair we view the world. When we whine about shit not working out for us because the Universe is not a fair place, we are simply drawing more “unfairness” in our own direction.
On the other hand, when we see and appreciate our blessings and gifts, acknowledging every day, every hour, ever breath, we are then presented with more of the same; abundance and joy everywhere we look.
In light of the latest political news (remember yesterday’s card about Politics?) we are reminded that we live in a democracy, a place of compromise, as well as a place of massive wealth/massive debt. Does everyone reap those rewards or pay those bills? No, not always. For the most part though, we DO live with Justice. There IS a system in place for us to seek out a peaceful resolution.
We need to keep those scales and sword in mind, the next time we complain about how unfair our situation is. Because, really? Is it truly all that unjust and uneven? Maybe we simply need to adjust our perspective, instead of seeking out the negative, we are tasked with looking for the positive.
One last bit about this card, the numbers add down to 2. Which is all balance, all duality, all even-ness. In it’s original state of 11, the symbolism is more about re-starting, or the beginning of a new cycle. Not exactly like a 1 would be, but similar, and far more powerful.
Robin Wood Tarot
those cookies that actually turned out quite nicely, and some home-made pizza that at first I didn’t like, but now seem to be enjoying. (Don’t ask, no one can explain this, most especially me.)
whatever it was on Monday, that much. I rode to the pool and back.