Sacred Cravings tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1 2008-08-20T17:22:40Z Sacred Cravings - Our bodies dance with food and our surroundings. Cravings are sacred when they balance mind, body, and spirit. Movable Type Personal 4.1 Prayer of Good Health tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.415 2008-08-19T22:25:06Z 2008-08-20T17:22:40Z We ask of our cravings to show us their root, to help us choose healthy food, and to eat according to our need. We ask our cravings to be sacred, to lead us to holiness, and to show us how... We ask of our cravings to show us their root, to help us choose healthy food, and to eat according to our need. We ask our cravings to be sacred, to lead us to holiness, and to show us how to use the energy of this food to fulfill our most high purpose. Joseph (08/12/08) Well Made, Fresh Food tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.413 2008-08-12T22:03:17Z 2008-08-12T23:03:36Z The plate becomes a painting; Its bright color shines on the chef. It is served; sizzles, steams or strikes. Soft, crispy or contrasting. The guest wishes to pray, His eyes become wide and breath deep; The well made dish is... The plate becomes a painting; Its bright color shines on the chef. It is served; sizzles, steams or strikes. Soft, crispy or contrasting. The guest wishes to pray, His eyes become wide and breath deep; The well made dish is glowing with life energy. Joseph (08/12/08) Aged or Overcooked Food tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.414 2008-08-11T22:04:32Z 2008-08-12T22:06:51Z Read the food before you eat it; the glow and the prayer have left. Dull in color, temperature lukewarm. Texture soggy, dry, and hard.... Read the food before you eat it; the glow and the prayer have left. Dull in color, temperature lukewarm. Texture soggy, dry, and hard. Choosing the Ingredients tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.388 2008-07-23T17:42:17Z 2008-08-04T01:14:28Z Choosing the ingredients was an inner journey. It was rooting out spirits in the food; they had their essence. When I approached the ingredients with my body, their spirits lit up in mine. They also revealed my spirit and my... Choosing the ingredients was an inner journey. It was rooting out spirits in the food; they had their essence. When I approached the ingredients with my body, their spirits lit up in mine. They also revealed my spirit and my wish. They came together; the recipe was a dance that existed only in a moment. You knew the essence of the ingredients. Then the meal could become a spirit meal. One made it light, another heavy. They contributed textures, temperatures, sours, salts, sweets, and bitters. Heavenly aromatics, sensual, savory. -Joseph (3/16/2006) Eating outside attracts a weird spirit. tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.353 2008-07-21T01:59:50Z 2008-08-04T01:13:49Z Dr. Vasant Lad, Ayurvedic Institute.... Dr. Vasant Lad, Ayurvedic Institute. Pray over a glass of water at the start of the meal. tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.352 2008-07-16T01:58:55Z 2008-07-16T17:39:20Z Dr. Vasant Lad - Ayurvedic Institute... Dr. Vasant Lad - Ayurvedic Institute "Offer ginger to the recipe first." tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.347 2008-06-19T13:32:03Z 2008-06-19T13:33:42Z says Alana Greenberg, Ayurvedic Practitioner. The beginning of every recipe should be a prayer, and ginger carries the prayer into the food.... says Alana Greenberg, Ayurvedic Practitioner. The beginning of every recipe should be a prayer, and ginger carries the prayer into the food. "Hello Future Me!" tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2008://1.346 2008-01-19T14:30:49Z 2008-06-19T13:34:34Z says Claudia Welch, Acupuncturist & Ayurvedic Practitioner, over dinner.... says Claudia Welch, Acupuncturist & Ayurvedic Practitioner, over dinner. Food comes alive in your presence. tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2007://1.241 2007-09-02T20:00:06Z 2007-09-02T20:01:22Z Food comes alive in your presence, reaching out, laboring, taking the time, always more to cooking than meets the eye. Each thing asking to be seen, heard, known, loved, a companion in the dark. The body within the body, the... Food comes alive in your presence, reaching out, laboring, taking the time, always more to cooking than meets the eye. Each thing asking to be seen, heard, known, loved, a companion in the dark. The body within the body, the place where everything connects. Ripe, succulent fruit, leaves, stems, roots, seeds: the innermost mind awakening, fully manifesting. What are you up to, after all? What is a way of life that is satisfying, fulfilling, sustaining, and sustainable? A sticky honey jar, the half-empty cup of coffee, each asking to fulfill, each offering the touch of the beloved. Enter, plunge into the heart of the matter: an unknown destination, an unknown adventure unfolding with your wits about you and your not-so-wits. Things emerge in life, Life emerging in things. No separation. Concentrating on food, concentrating on myself, with heart opening, hands offering, may everything be deliciously full of warmth and kindness. Coming from the earth, coming from the air, a cool breeze, a spark, a flame, go ahead: Cook, offer yourself, hold nothing back. Cooking is not like you expected, not like you anticipated. What is happening is unheard of, never before experienced. You cook. No mistakes. You might do it differently next time, but you did it this way this time. Things are as they are, even if you say too much this, too little that. And if you want things to stay the same, remind yourself they have no unchanging nature. “Wherever you go, remember, there you are.” O.K.? Go ahead. Keep moving. Watch your step. Found by Joseph in the introduction to Brown, Ed. The Tassajara Bread Book. Boston & London: Shambhala, 1995. Evolution Created Taste Buds tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2007://1.184 2007-07-19T02:11:24Z 2007-07-19T02:11:38Z Taste buds evolved. Our body created them. We encountered nature, the bounty, and the body reduced her permutations to six. The body knows the six tastes, created them, connected them to cravings, emotions, the mind, the cry of organs.... Taste buds evolved. Our body created them. We encountered nature, the bounty, and the body reduced her permutations to six. The body knows the six tastes, created them, connected them to cravings, emotions, the mind, the cry of organs. Altar of Food tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2007://1.183 2007-07-19T02:11:03Z 2007-07-19T02:11:17Z This food before us, an altar; The temple, you. My lover and I face each other while eating, God is in our midst. Meal brings me home to your holiness, your divine nature. And through eating, we create life together.... This food before us, an altar; The temple, you. My lover and I face each other while eating, God is in our midst. Meal brings me home to your holiness, your divine nature. And through eating, we create life together. I Sit Down to Study tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2007://1.181 2007-07-19T02:09:46Z 2007-08-14T20:12:52Z With each sentence, a new garden, a breath. I sit down to study and I pray. Eyes open, eyes closed, fragile, precious thoughts, meeting you like a new friend. You are water for the garden. Sharing new thoughts with all... With each sentence, a new garden, a breath. I sit down to study and I pray. Eyes open, eyes closed, fragile, precious thoughts, meeting you like a new friend. You are water for the garden. Sharing new thoughts with all my experiences, In meditation, Time passes, gentle exhalation, Thought, I’m coming closer to you. I’m becoming the new knowledge. Soft and peaceful. I am already beautiful, already abundant in knowledge. studying out of joy. Moon Organs tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2007://1.182 2007-02-19T03:10:23Z 2008-06-19T13:30:24Z The moon unfurls her sail, a glowing pearl. gliding through the waves of the blue night. Our organs, moons, sailing on the breath of prana, a spacious cool breeze. Silver dust travels from organ to organ. moon and blue electricity... The moon unfurls her sail, a glowing pearl. gliding through the waves of the blue night. Our organs, moons, sailing on the breath of prana, a spacious cool breeze. Silver dust travels from organ to organ. moon and blue electricity gathering, into the third eye where ocean condenses into sapphire. -Joseph, Feb 2007 Mystical Digestion tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2006://1.107 2006-12-18T00:50:33Z 2007-06-23T23:15:35Z Transformation, mystical digestion, energy changing forms, creating body, human. Holy, sacred food, the body prepared you, made you beautiful. The body opens its doors and you enter the temple to pray. Food, inside I hear you chanting, you’re alive now.... Transformation, mystical digestion, energy changing forms, creating body, human. Holy, sacred food, the body prepared you, made you beautiful. The body opens its doors and you enter the temple to pray. Food, inside I hear you chanting, you’re alive now. Breathe. Becoming spirit, becoming God, aware. In the Union of Water. tag:www.sacredcravings.com,2006://1.75 2006-10-31T15:13:57Z 2006-11-06T14:26:50Z Water at sunrise, mountain spring in the garden, a fountain of pink and yellow rain; the rays of the sun washing over my body an ocean of liquid light. Water, your pour out and enter into me, bringing to me... Water at sunrise, mountain spring in the garden, a fountain of pink and yellow rain; the rays of the sun washing over my body an ocean of liquid light. Water, your pour out and enter into me, bringing to me the taste of, the song of all beings, their mantra. You are yoga, union, elixir of merging touch. Cooking with you, creating, bringing us together You are new combinations new experiences, nourishing us. The union of two beings, all of creation, procreation, in the flow of water that connects us all, it changes the universe forever. Cosmic food, through water your spirit unites with mine, and the sound we create together, our mantra, is what we've never exerienced before. So I pray, food...in water...I'm opening up to you, your wisdom; your voice in my body, the unfolding of your gift. written by Joseph (http://www.greenbookcafe.com)