Ayurvedic Inspired Porridge from the Goddess Herself
Hello Beloved Community,
I had such an extraordinary, joyful time in my kitchen this morning, so much so that I wanted to share the Goddess’s joy with you all.
I woke today in haze of a kapha imbalance and after my morning rituals headed straight to my kitchen for some much needed support.
I could feel the presence of the Shakti (spiritual energy that is feminine) immediately. She comes to me in many ways but today, there was so much joy, creativity, connection to others and a sense of the magical coursing through my veins, giving me an empowered skilful capacity to enact her wisdom - my kitchen literally felt like a pharmacy.
Spices flowed from my fingertips, as aromas released and little tiny seeds popped, like fireworks, ( this is a cool video about making fireworks) each one a miracle, releasing from its container to create all that wonder and healing potency!
My kapha symptoms eased.
Truly, food is medicine and the kitchen is your pharmacy!
Here is today’s recipe for your hearts
A note: I was taught to use my hands as much as possible so I don’t use measuring cups and spoons unless necessary!
INGREDIENTS
Oats ( like a handful)
Quinoa flakes ( 2 handsful)
Coconut flakes or shredded
Pear diced up
Cardamom pods (5) or spice a squeeze or a nice good sized pinch - good sized.
Fennel seeds - good pinch
Fenugreek seeds - good pincy
Cinnamon - small pinch
Nutmeg - small pinch
Grated fresh ginger - good sized juicy wack - I pound it too in the mortar and pestle
Boiling Water
Ghee - good delicious wack of ghee
METHOD
Boil water
Melt Ghee in a smallish pot over a lowish heat.
Add seeds and pods and allow them to warm and release - a wonderful moment - take your time to notice this happening - this is energy doing its thing for you.
Add your oats, quinoa flakes, coconut, spices and pear and toast it all together allow those ingredients to mix, meld, release, open, bring forth their goodness, change colour, don’t be in a rush. Add more ghee if the mixture looks dry in any way. Feel the loving goodness, this is divine.
Notice what’s happening with your energy, are you feeling inspired or curious about adding anything else to the mix, go with this, this is your intuition - honour her - it is the Goddess herself.
I keep the heat on the stovetop quite low.
Carefully, with care, begin to add the boiling water, slowly. She will sizzle, so go gently while stirring, your healing, divine medicine. Stirring, loving, mantra embracing porridge for your soul and heart.
Spend time with your creation, notice it, give it your loving awareness, while it is cooking, prepare a place to sit, prepare your bowl.
As you begin to serve thank Mother Nature for her goodness, take a moment to take in this moment with all of the aromas, the ingredients that have been gathered for you. Maybe some of the goodness today has arrived from your own garden or the garden of a neighbour or community. Give thanks. Perhaps in your own way offer some of this goodness back to Mother Nature, by giving some to the birds, a neighbour or friend.
Next, take yourself to a quiet place and anoint your breakfast with some maple syrup if you would like perhaps you have something else you would like to add - just nothing cold. My image above is from another season and time.
And then sit and take in each flavour as you gently chew and savour each ingredient, tasting its sweetness or astringency, its healing potency.
This recipe is offered from my heart to your heart with deep gratitude to the lineage of Ayurveda, including my beloved teachers.
I hope in reading this little post and even cooking in your heart kitchen that you experience the spirit of Ayurveda in your hearts and lives and rest in the unchanging centre of your being.
Om Namah Shivaya.
Yogini Rabia
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