PS—Feel free to add a little shredded chicken if you’re into it. (I did and it was freakin’ delicious. The Hubster didn’t, and still thought it was freakin’ delicious.)
Posted by Emily Levenson
I swear my brain explodes each time I sit down to read.
The ideas and concepts she talks about are so obvious, and yet so complex. It’s a mix of self-help, spirituality, and quantum physics.
And it just showed up on my Kindle one day.
I mean, I must have reserved it online some time ago, right? But I have no idea when or why. The topic of past lives is not exactly a topic I’ve sought out on a regular basis.
And yet, I can’t imagine reading any other book right now. Nor do I want to be reading any other book.
This book has created new possibilities in my mind, new (and more positive) energy in my life, and new ways to talk with people. I have been tweeting, emailing, and sharing little nuggets with pretty much everyone in my life. And I am excited to put her concepts into practice.
What books make you feel this way?
Have you ever had a book inspire you to the point of radically changing your perspective on the world?
Share it below. Or, better yet. Tweet it so that everyone can take a gander.
I don’t actually remember when I had this for the first time. If I had to venture a guess, I would say it was about 7 years ago at this point. We had gone to visit friends in Florida and this was our morning breakfast buffet.
It was love at first bite.
The subtle-sweet flavor and the stick-to-the-rib fullness I was left with made me one very happy girl. That, and the fact that it was piled mile high with fresh fruit was a freakin’ dream come true.
What’s not to love about that?!
Over the years, I’ve kept to the basic recipe of brown rice + almond milk + maple syrup and topped it with whatever fruit I had on hand. Usually strawberries. Sometimes grapes and other berry varieties.
I always had leftover brown rice on hand. And I always had a stockpile of fruit in the fridge.
It wasn’t until The Babe started eating real food that I began to play around with the recipe.
Since I didn’t want to add any extra sugar (natural or otherwise) into her bowl, I wanted to make sure it was naturally sweet with whatever fruit I was adding in. I also wanted to make it flavorful for her growing palette.
That’s where the pear and the cinnamon come into play. Both are favorites (or at least were yesterday), and add a natural sweetness to the porridge.
Let’s just say this was gone in a matter of minutes. There was no messing around, no grabbing of the spoon. Just open-mouthed wonder and happy smiles with each bite.
I have long said that my most creative time in the kitchen was when I had the most restrictions. It sounds odd, even as I say it now. But I ate better, tried more new recipes, and was more adventurous than I’d ever been when I had to avoid a very long list of foods.
Once those restrictions disappeared and I could have whatever tickled my fancy, I found that I was rotating between the same 5 uninspired meals each week.
I was aching to break out of the sameness rut, both in and out of the kitchen.
January has seen a influx of new recipes, new ways of preparing old favorites, and a return to seeking out new things. I have been meditating again, journaling as close to daily as I can get with an almost 9-month-old in the house, and seeking out new ideas like crazy.
In turn, I have felt energized and excited about pretty much everything in my life.
I look forward to waking up—even if that means it’s 3:45am (hello Wonder Week 37, how you doin?). I am excted to get my hands dirty in the kitchen. And most of all, I am more present and engaged in my day-to-day life.
Where are you feeling uninspired or like you’ve been swimming in a sea of sameness?
What can you do today to infuse a little inspiration in your daily routine? Maybe it’s a 5-minute mediation break, or listening to a podcast while you eat lunch. Perhaps it’s reading a book that is a total 180° from your current interests.
Whatever it is, don’t over think it. Simply take action and don’t look back.
It was a recipe that both The Hubster and I enjoyed. It wasn’t chicken. AND it was amazing to boot.
I seriously wanted to eat my weight in buffalo falafel and drink the leftover buffalo sauce for dessert.
We have been getting a bit tired of our usual (beef) burgers.
While we both love the sriracha burgers, we were ready to switch it up a bit and get back to our veggie-friendly ways. But we were also a bit tired of the same veggie burgers we’ve been doing for yearsssss.
A total dilemma, I know.
So I dug deep.
I figured if the buffalo falafel were so damn delicious, why not try something similar in PATTY form.
Hot damn (pun intended) was I right.
I’m pretty sure these chickpea patties would be fantastic on their own, if you aren’t a fan of the hot sauce (or can’t have it due to a nightshade sensitivity).
To be fair, we are pretty wimpy when it comes to spice, and these were a nice mild heat that left our lips a little tingly but didn’t fully drain our sinuses either. I’d give it a 2 or 3 out of 10.
If you happen to be a spice head, you may want to lower the amount of water in the sauce.