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This Blog was the brainchild of Doug and June...as they spend as much time discussing food as just about anything else. I (June) suggested Food Porn as a name for this blog, but he (Doug) thought people would get the wrong idea and be looking for some oddly shaped cucumbers or something like that and I had to agree. So he came up with Food DJ (Food Doug & June) if you couldn't figure it out on your own. But you will find here is some awesome recipes and lovely pictures of food (and possibly the equally lovely Doug eating said food). However just warning you, I believe Doug has an unhealthy preoccupation with bacon. Might I (June)add that I love glossy, scrumptious, food-porn-filled cookbooks? The glossy paper, the photos that ooze calories, the chatty yet suggestive descriptions... ahh I smell sex and bacon.

Monday, December 24, 2012

Happy Winter


Happy Winter


Today for all of us, my prayer is "Please, give us a respite from all the crises." In the wake of the senseless tragedy in Connecticut, we lose our peace. Our flight or fight button is jammed and we can barely put one foot in front of the other. So sit a while and I'll just put on the kettle.
The task of getting through the day with all our loved ones accounted for and a roof still over our heads drains our energy, depletes our sense of security and diminishes our capacity for happiness, leaving us feeling exhausted and vulnerable. Nearly everyday we're inundated with a new reason to be scared—if it's not the collapse of the world markets, or a terrorist alert, it's fears about bird flu, a tsunami in our backyard or Yellowstone National Park blowing up. As Dorothy Parker so succinctly put it, "What fresh hell is this?"
Which is why when challenging and unexpected Change occurs, Mother Providence hits the cosmic Pause button for a sacred time-out. We're stunned and we're meant to stop. I know this may be difficult for you, as it is for me, but think of what's going on now, today and tomorrow as a gift—a way to recalibrate the speed at which we're chasing after our days and clutching at the world's grains of sand. With any dramatic change in our circumstances, whether its good news or bad, there's information to assimilate, emotional wounds to lick, confusion to sort, closets to clear, brown boxes to pack, forms to fill out. There are new connections to make, wisdom to glean, truth to be revealed, forgiveness to be considered, mail to forward. But above all, there's gratitude to be offered for a safe deliverance from the Past before Spirit stamps our letters of transit to the Future.

Let's take a look at the word that saps our strength so quickly and so often:
SCARED
"What difference do it make if the thing you scared of is real or not?" the glorious writer Toni Morrison wonders aloud, surely for all of us. Women have always known how to comfort the fears of others; we just don't remember to use the same tender, loving tactics on ourselves. So the next time you feel a random panic attack starting, take a deep breath, and transpose the "a" and the "c" in the word "scared" and you'll not only discover another word, but a world of difference. You'll uncover the
SACRED
Doesn't that make you feel better already? It works for me,every time. I'd also be willing to bet that your sacred, like mine, is very close—the walls surrounding you or the floorboards supporting you, even if they need a good scrub.
The best definition I ever heard of fear is "False Evidence Appearing Real". When I'm anxious I notice that my fears seem to be speculative, future-tense marauders. Will there be enough? What will I do? How will I cope?
The best way I know to disarm fear is by keeping a Gratitude Journal, a polite daily thank-you note to the Universe—and a reminder to yourself of the very real blessings you have right now. In this moment. Small pauses that bring a smile or a sigh of relief during the day. We think it's the big moments that define our lives—the promotion, the new baby, the renovated kitchen, the wedding. But the narrative of our lives is written in the small, the simple and the common. The overlooked. The discarded. The reclaimed. Life is not made up of minutes, hours, days, weeks, months or even years, but of moments. You must experience each one before you can appreciate it.

You also need to take time to visualize what it is your really need. The Universe is a place of unending blessings and abundance. As Children of the Divine, we deserve wonderous and beautiful things in our lives! All we need to do is visualize it. Take the time every day to concentrate on what you need. See yourself always having received this gift. It's there waiting for you... accept it!
Now Winter is arriving, a change of season that's more a sense memory than a date on the calendar. Finally, the balmy days have passed. Gradually familiar surroundings don a stark palate of just waiting to be frosted with snow. Sparkle and magic that dazzle with their beauty. Let December seduce you with her charms: peppermint sticks, creamy hot chocolate, picking out the perfect Christmas Tree, arranging holly wreaths and lighting our world with fairy lights , savory stews and Sunday roasts, the first fire of the season, making a snowman, candles and evergreens on the dining room table, pie making and the tremendous satisfaction of making do with whatever we've got, as we discover all we have is truly all we need, as long as we possess the soul knowledge of how blessed we truly are. Trust me, dearest friend, the world can't take this away…only you can turn the gift away.
Wishing you a month of comfort, unexpected blessings, personal miracles, and a prayer that you may know Deep Joy, Real Love, and Personal Peace.





Wishing you, my dear friends...Peace and Prosperity, Love and Laughter, Health and Happiness this Holiday season and an amazing 2013!!


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