Post November
I have gotten back into the swing of things after such a rude interruption from THANKSGIVING. I’ve noticed that there’s a strange lull feeling in the collective mind around the holidays.
One thing I really wanted to accomplish when I realized Thangs Givin’ was in 3 days and not 3 weeks (TiMeWaRp) was make a pie for the very first time.
I’ve have an acquaintance who bakes. At work, she recently brought in a lavender goat milk cheese cake that she made to share on a day that I was particularly hungry. The taste was decadent and maybe there was some of her own creative essence in there that inspired me at the heart to do something similar.
Being an October baby, I easily made the choice that it was to be a pumpkin pie that I would make. I took the recipe from the can of pumpkin puree and went for it. This one was both gluten free and dairy free as this is a dietary requirement for the boyfriend who I was going to be sharing it with mostly. I took a can of very thick thai coconut milk and used a GF pie crust available at the store. It was tha bomb and so easy to make. Very moist and just enough sweet.
I had to share it with at least 1 other friend. I even ate a slice for brekkie and saved the last one for an afternoon treat with a cup o’ coffee.
I wanted to make it again before the day of thanks so I went into the store the night before. But then I found myself orbiting the donut shelf for 5 minutes. I snapped out of it and looked up to the sound of a teenage girl talking back to her mom. I realized everyone in the store was in a daze or stressed in their attempts to gather last minute ingredients and ThanksGiving quick fixes and being an empath, therefore, so was I. For a long time I could not locate the sections where ingredients for a pumpkin pie would be. So I let it go, stocked up on lime flavored hot cheetos and said I would try again another time.
And so my first pie would be my last for a while.
For FriendsGiving I wore my NastyGal all black jumpsuit, with my tan satin Bandana. It’s pretty much the same color as the pumpkin pie I made.
I love bandanas. I‘ve become a bandana collector. The original reason I got into bandanas as a long term thing is because I wear a lot of black. I have a very deep goth streak in my personality and so I wanted to introduce and play with more color in my wardrobe. It all started when I was gifted a really strange furoshiki from Lush, I had it for over a year because I was unsure of how to use it! But after receiving a good round of healing I became open to color and I wore it around my neck with an all black outfit. That day I took a fellow Light Worker to the airport, met some family for a hotpot birthday dinner, then hung out with a dear friend afterward. I looked sleek but also artfully strange. I loved it. I exuded a beautiful sadness from a turbulent break up at the time. I felt so raw yet so well put together. I was sad at the very end of my day when it was time to take everything off and change into PJs!
I also really dig western style. Having a bandana in whatever way of tying it gives a slight masculine/utilitarian edge thanks to the familiar imagery of cowboy and ranch culture but can be softened and feminized using tasteful colors and designs, tactful folding, and soft, shiny fabrics.
Here are a few bandanas I’ve had my eye on for a while.
Another thing I’ve been into lately is anything Japanese, especially Geisha. The word “Geisha” in Japanese literally means Art Person. And as a jill of many trades myself I have always appreciated the senses of such a dynamic and mystical representation of culture, especially one of such refinement.
It was known that Geishas worked with the Goddess Benzaiten who was the Japanese buddhist form of Saraswati! Who is the Goddess of wisdom, arts, and music. I’m excited about this for those of you who know me very personally: If you know, you know ty :)
Dance of Cranes by Haruyo Morita
I had been looking at shirt with this art work printed on it for an entire year and finally gifted it to myself this last month. I wear it all the time. I’m wearing it as I type! I got it in a black XL for comfort and proportion to my 5ft tall body. I love wearing it with black skinny jeans and black platform sandals. The Mother of Pearl Gem necklace from Essentia Gems is an elegant touch. I would love to add a dash of cherry red or deep turquoise with a tightly worn scarf around my neck.
The image on the shirt is called the Dance of Cranes by Haruyo Morita. What’s funny is after I got this shirt I also bought myself am embroidery kit with Japanese Cranes! I hadn’t realized this until I received it in the mail.
I see these cranes as a common thread in what I create in my experiences. From a Shamanic approach, it’s an energy I am resonating with and attempting to understand and take in by appreciating it, wearing it, and creating a form of it with my own hands. Pretty cool right?
I can’t promise that I’ll finish all of these embroidery projects anytime soon, but when I do I’ll absolutely share my progress.
That’s all I have for now! More of what I’m into to come soon!
