(Note: images removed for now, since it’s not posting properly with imbedded media for some odd reason.)
Sorry for the horribad use of mis-spelled alliteration up there, (and here!) but it seemed to fit.
On October 22nd, I attended another firewalk with the lovely and talented Dorita Reyen (of Reyen Design Studios) at her friend Judy’s house. It was one of the smaller groups I’ve walked with, but was extra special for me because after walking the coals a number of times before, I am now learning the Art of FireTending.
Preparing the pyre, configuring the coals, and all that. From start of torch to hearts of ash, I was involved, and it is a much different perspective from simply attending the workshop to build energy, then heading over to walk the fire afterwards. I liked it. A lot. Much more attuned to things, and such. More to come on that front, as the season winds up again next year.
At that firewalk, one of the folks brought a couple bottles of home-made kombucha tea. I’d read about such things before for a few years, but never felt the need to go out and buy some at a commercial store. To me, growing and fermenting your own supply just seemed more natural, similar to how I much prefer to wildcraft my own tinctures and herbal tisanes(tea) from the local area. Might not be as “pharmacologically pure” or effective as more exotic medicines at times, but the connection to the local lands and energies outweighs things, in my opinion.
So, through the wonderful synchronicity of Life, I managed to get a bottle of wonderful Kombucha tea, with a healthy ‘mother’ in it. A real live culture. So I took it home and have split it into two batches to grow myself. (Kombucha info readily available online, along with far too many “how to grow” videos on YouTube if you are interested) I read up on the various methods of keeping a Kombucha alive, then dove into the process.
The first small sample went into a larger bottle, and is becoming the most crisp and intoxicating vinegar. I’ve swapped it out once now, transferring the SCOBY (symbiotic colony of bacteria and yeast) which is a thick ‘jellyfish’ that formed as the vinegar mother kept growing. It’s doing very well, and I had a splash of this vinegar on my salad tonight at work. Yum!
The second larger bit, I have been keeping in a gallon-sized glass jar. It’s been a bit slower to grow, since I am swapping out half of the fermented tea twice a week, and taste-testing it. A bit of a strange brew, like ‘not quite sour apple cider‘ mixed with sweetened black tea. However, I wouldn’t call it a “bad” taste at all, and I’m learning slowly to let it sit a full week to ferment properly, instead of being impatient and sipping some each day. Patience pays.
Starting on the last Full Moon, I have a weight-loss goal set, since quitting karate for work-schedule reasons has proven I’m packing on winter-hibernation weight again. But it’s nothing too drastic. More of a “have water instead of soda, and a bit more salad instead of extra scoops of ice-cream for dinner/dessert.” I’m still not considering it a “diet” by any stretch of the imagination.
Also starting on the last full moon, I have been lighting a candle each night, with whatever prayer comes to mind or seems appropriate for the day. Nothing big and complex with layers of ritual, just a nice drifting into darkness before bed, and a sudden flick of a lightswitch.
I’ve also been reading Stephen King’s “Dark Tower” series, start to finish. This will be my second time through these books, and I must admit that reading them without hte year or two between volumes is an interesting perspective. Somehow, I think mentioning this is not as off-topic from the rest of the blog post as it initially may seem. Things have been a bit ‘nineteen’ lately, and are starting to line up again.
Lots of other things going on, but those two “catalysts” have kick-started a renewed sense of “I should be doing something spiritual” or at least “mindful” again. This blog is part of that.
Little things. But they seem to work.
Blessings of awe-tumn to all you readers!