by Katy | May 10, 2017 | awakening, body, Breakfast, Dairy-free, food, Gluten-Free, mindfulness, practices, self-care, Tea-Time, The Feminine
One of the things I am so grateful to my mom for is the time we spent in the kitchen together! 🙂 She made it fun! We all got to get involved in whatever was being cooked up–from blanching and peeling peaches and canning them, to scraping corn off the cob for...
by Katy | Jun 22, 2016 | awakening, body, food, mindfulness, practices, seasons & cycles, self-care
Don’t you love summer? The light, the green, the blossoming, the beauty? And how about the fun? Swimming, biking, dancing, vacationing, picnicking, hammocking, camping, hiking, gardening, time with friends, playing outside!! Drink it in! Let it fill your bodysoul to...
by Katy | Jun 8, 2016 | awakening, body, food, mindfulness, practices, ritual, self-care
50 degrees this morning. a crisp breeze. the ferns wave gently in response. the porch swing rocks as if to say I am ready. sun streams through the gap in the leaves. my body drinking this warmth in. tea, my constant companion. building a pillow block for the...
by Katy | Feb 11, 2016 | awakening, creativity, food, mindfulness, practices, ritual, self-care
Notes First things first. Clear your counter—or if you have a well-used space that has everything you might need nearby, at least make some room for the mixing bowls and other utensils needed! We’re mixing up Joy, so consider the ingredients you need for the recipe...
by Katy | Dec 3, 2015 | awakening, body, food, mindfulness, practices, ritual, The Feminine
This cup of tea In my two hands Mindfulness held completely My mind and body dwell In the very here and now. This is a gatha—a mindfulness verse by the Vietnamese monk, Thich Nhat Hanh. He has written many verses about daily, ordinary life, all of which are calls to...
by Katy | Oct 5, 2015 | food, mindfulness, practices, seasons & cycles, self-care, The Feminine
While innsitting here in the country at the beautiful Journey Inn, we had the first frost of the season—every night the last week—each frost flattening the gardens a bit more. The vibrant red zinnias fading to a rusty orange, the bright green leaves browning and...
