Mystical Mundane

Hey, I know it's been awhile, almost a month. Shame on me! But here I am again, so let's see what we can whip up shall we? So, Easter's just around the corner, and no matter how you celebrate it, you want to make the day or night memorable, and bring the people you care about together. So here are some recipe ideas that you can use to add to your lunch or dinner plan. :) Who likes a little lamb? This Roasted Rack of Lamb recipe is absolutely scrumptious. It's also perfectly complimented by Cabernet Sauvignon. :] Ingredients: 1/2 cup fresh bread crumbs 2 tablespoons minced garlic 2 tablespoons chopped fresh rosemary 1 teaspoon salt 1/4 teaspoon black pepper 2 tablespoons olive oil 1 (7 bone) rack of lamb, trimmed and frenched 1 teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon black pepper 2 tablespoons olive oil 1 tablespoon Dijon mustard Preparation: Preheat oven to 450 degrees F (230 degrees C). Move oven rack to the center position. In a large bowl, combine bread c

Yes, it's here! Although in this part of Canada, I must say that our winter was so very mild and springlike for the duration that I really can't complain. With our new heat pump/air conditioner from Neel's Mechanical, I don't even have to worry about spring signaling the beginning of our 'melting' season :D I'm really loving my new tarot deck and book. I love the ethereal feeling to them and the way that the figures are coloured in order to correspond with the different sephiroth on the tree of life, this makes it easier to recognize contributing factors to the base card itself. The book that Julia Turk has written to accompany it is a great benefit and I definitely recommend it as well. The Major Arcana, and all the cards really, have a very unreal feeling to them. Definitely an inward journey. Okay, and this bag? I was browsing Amazon.ca and found this... It looks awesome for taking into the grocery store, round the yard, to someone's house for a pot-l

Here is a good read from a Johannite Deacon : http://naturalibus.blogspot.com/2010/03/devil-and-montsegur.html On 16 March 1244, the armies raised and approved of by the pope in Rome engaged in fratricidal genocide. On this day alone over 200 Cathars were rounded up and set on fire under Montségur, their last stronghold. Needless to say, it was a dark day for Christianity, particularly given the fact that the Cathars, or Albigensians as they are also called, simply wanted to live in peace. Also, further down a bit, Johannite differences from the Catholic Church : If we want to discuss heresy perhaps it would be better to cast an unflinching eye on the consequences of our differences with Rome: Married clergy, openness to alternative sexualities, and a focus on personal responsibility instead of a culture of guilt and silence. And ' The Devil is in the Vatican'  , an article at ABC about the Chief Exorcist of the Vatican. An odd read to say the least : It can take six or sev

Source: The Day Author: Rick Koster I think we have some pagans living in our part of town. Several, actually - and not all in one big, leafy communal house, either. They're sprinkled about the neighborhood like elf-dust. Which is fine. Pagans on the whole are a fairly interesting if occasionally goofy set of folks - whereas I'm just sour-tempered and my car is ugly and smashed into the backyard fence at a comical angle on a bed of empty beer cans. By comparison, "occasionally goofy" isn't a bad thing at all. Most of the "goofy" part comes via the names the pagans adopt to replace their given names. "Chuck" and "Donna" and "Todd," for example, might well have become, in their new pagan guises, "Stormlight," "Ravenwidow" and, well, "Todd," who wanted to change his name to "Celtic Dragon-Lord" but his wife had just given him a box of thank-you cards embossed with "Todd" and so

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Prayer for Kindness -Bahá'u'lláh Be generous in prosperity, and thankful in adversity. Be fair in thy judgment, and guarded in thy speech. Be a lamp unto those who walk in darkness, and a home to the stranger. Be eyes to the blind, and a guiding light unto the feet of the erring. Be a breath of life to the body of humankind, a dew to the soil of the human heart, and a fruit upon the tree of humility. Let Us Rise Up and Be Thankful Buddha Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so let us all be thankful. A Prayer to Start the Day -Ceisiwr Serith Mother of All, Father of All: as I go through the day, keep my eyes open wide. May I not miss beauty. May I not miss joy. May I not miss wonder. Keep me awake and aware of the world.

Back and forth... the Muslims and the Christians are destroying one another. This recent news story is horrible. http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/afp/100308/world/nigeria_unrest

And I'm getting ready for church. It's been a long time, and I am oddly VERY nervous. I think mainly because I feel awkward about what I'm wearing. Do I wear jeans? Long paisley skirt? If I wear a skirt, do I wear stockings? Open toed shoes? Closed toed heeled? Closed toed, almost loafer like.... and then if I wear THOSE, can I WEAR a skirt? I'm not dressing to impress anyone else. Im not thinking of what I would look best in, but more along the lines of 'what is appropriate'. I don't want to stick out like a sore thumb. Also, I have a bad habit of over swallowing when I'm nervous. This results in a very dry throat. Then I begin to over swallow more because my throat is dry. Before I know it, I'm coughing and choking. One thing that always helps when I'm out and about is chewing gum. From what I remember, gum chewing is not acceptable in church. Perhaps I can just toss it in my mouth and NOT chew it? LOL The random scattered thoughts floating abo

From an article at the Huffington Post. Click HERE for the full article PORT-AU-PRINCE, Haiti — Angry crowds in a seaside slum attacked a group of Voodoo practitioners Tuesday, pelting them with rocks and halting a ceremony meant to honor victims of last month's deadly earthquake.Voodooists gathered in Cite Soleil where thousands of quake survivors live in tents and depend on food aid. Praying and singing, the group was trying to conjure spirits to guide lost souls when a crowd of Evangelicals started shouting. Some threw rocks while others urinated on Voodoo symbols. When police left, the crowd destroyed the altars and Voodoo offerings of food and rum. "We were here preparing for prayer when these others came and took over," said Sante Joseph, Read the Full Article You know, it's actions like that which reflect so badly on Christian denominations. It was stories such as that one that prompted me away from a Christian path in the first place. I now  realize that not

I had been corresponding via email with the Reverend of a local Anglican church. It’s a nice church, and although I thoroughly enjoy the time I spend in my prayer space that we are building in the garage, I had been thinking about what it would be like to be in church again. (there are no Gnostic churches near me. Not yet anyhow  ) I wanted to attend this church, but I had the need to contact the Reverend, tell him what I was about, and ask him if I could find a place there to spend some of my Sundays. After a few casual emails, I told him I am a Gnostic, I told him that it is my most sincere wish to become ordained into the Gnostic Priesthood one day. He replied very kindly, stating something along the lines that he was quite sure that with all the diversity God created with the people, that everyone was bound to have their own connection with Him. What was true for one, would not be for another , and did it really matter? Most often in life, people do not actually agree with us, and

...it's interesting how someone you love so much can hurt you so deeply. You're laughing and joking, and all is good.... then a little while later, you say something he doesn't want to hear and he tells you to shut up - not just TELLS you but YELLS at you to shut up- calls you stupid. Then comes the dissection. Picking apart what YOU feel that you do well. The laundry, making meals etc. At first there is anger... how DARE he talk to you like that? How DARE he yell at you, and put you down when all you've ever done is tried your best? How DARE he call you stupid when you're the one that has had to organize his life for him, set up doctors appointments, budget the groceries? How DARE he say SHUT THE F**** UP when YOU are the one that used to say prayers with him before bed... used to sing him to sleep? Then the tears come. Unstoppable. Because it feels like your heart is breaking. Sure... if it was your husband, you could just wipe away the tears, pack up and move on