Delicious, hot chai. Nothing better. Since I can’t hang out at the Indian restaurant every day slurping down chugs of spicy, sweet sustenance, I figured I better learn how to make it myself. All recipes are meant to be improved on but this one is pretty darn good. Mix it with fresh goat’s milk or milk of choice and enjoy it warm. Add what you like, take out what you like, create, inspire, enjoy. Chai is perfect for early spring mornings.
Combine in a pot:
6 cinnamon sticks
2 Tablespoons of cardamom seeds
2 Tablespoons of brown sugar
2 Tablespoons of honey
2 whole nutmeg
2 Tablespoons of coconut
1 bay leaf
1 vanilla bean
1 inch piece of ginger plus 8 pieces of candied ginger
1/2 Tablespoon of whole cloves
1/8 teaspoon of pepper
3 teabags of black tea
8 cups of water
Simmer for one hour
Strain tea into a 2 quart jar. To serve, combine half chai with half warm milk or to taste.
There are different types of medicine bags and all are wise to create.
The one I am going to describe to you today is a protection of sorts. It doesn’t matter if you are Catholic or Buddhist, I think we all understand that there is a lot out there that we do not fully grasp. We are a small part of the whole. Regardless of the believer’s perceived notions on heaven and hell, there is no doubt that there are spirits, some good, some evil, entities of destruction and angels of good. We can help in the protection of our own being. You might see some people have a Native medicine bag attached to their belt or used as a purse but those are for show. A real medicine bag must be hidden. Worn under the clothes or kept very close in a purse or the like, a medicine bag is a protection device.
My first teacher, a wise shaman, taught me to fill mine with something from every element and helper. I used rocks, and feathers, and totems, and herbs, and boy was it heavy! One could simply use sage, cedar, sweet grass, tobacco, rocks or totems of meaning, feathers, medals, or holy soil. Listen to yourself find the perfect combination. One doesn’t divulge what is in their own personal medicine bag. Having a shaman smudge it makes it stronger and secure. (If you don’t know one, do it yourself with cedar and sage.)
For those that are healers, intuitives, and empaths, these are imperative as good work is often trifled with from the dark side, but even those that do not find themselves in these descriptions can benefit from extra protection from the negative forces of this world. Be safe out there and do good works!
Such an interesting interim. I am surprised at how many people have told us about going through similar situations. It is as if life just sporadically erases the chalk board so we can live a different life or a better one.
We have been keeping ourselves busy with the Celtic Festival this weekend. I bet I talked to a hundred people. Where else would a hundred people stop and talk to me? Only in Elbert County. We are at a place now where we are writing down ideas, desires, questions, and dreams. Where do we want to live? We are considering Elbert County. We are really considering the western slope of Colorado (vineyards and farms, y’all!). That one was Doug’s idea. The same distance away is Taos. My dream. But, I got vetoed again. Doug really wants to stay in Colorado. We want the kids near us. Will they follow us?
“Will you be homeless for long?” one of my favorite vendors asked caringly.
“Oh, I wouldn’t think so,” was my reply. No, Doug and I are not ready to choose a bridge design to live under. We are far too ambitious for that. But we don’t want to rush into anything.
My downfall is that I panic and we take the first place available. That thus far has not worked out for us. So, even though we have a general base of what we want that we agree on, we are listening. A possible job offer came up for Doug but would he be happy there? A homesteading couple has an idea for us we are discussing Monday. We can manifest anything we want which is why we have to be careful what we wish for. I manifested the opportunity to live in a shed on someone else’s land. (Remember that post?) Whoops. This time we want a two story adobe house on a hundred acres! We are listening to murmurs and whispers and contacts and choosing a path.
A man from one of the clans at the festival got an enchanted look on his face and walked towards me.
“I see a Cherokee Princess,” he said in all seriousness.
I was shocked. “How did you know I was Cherokee?”
He said he was Cherokee as well. I said that I noticed a lot of folks were Cherokee and Scottish/Irish. He said that was because when the Scots came over to North Carolina and the east (my grandfather landed in 1716) they noticed that they had very similar religions as the Indians. What folks consider Wiccan now was considered normal practice with the Celts, a deep reverence for the Earth, and symbols of things in nature matched up with the Native religions. That made sense. It is part of what my novel is about that I have been writing and filled me with a few more ideas.
Will I be the next JK Rowling? Will Doug be a professional pool player? Will we own a vineyard? Will we….?