State of the Garden


Unable to wait another 3-4 weeks before the first baby greens can be picked, I’ve been sprouting indoors. In 2-4 days, with just a little attention, you can have the taste of spring in the smallest and darkest of spaces. I had a good on-line experience getting spout supplies from the Sprout People.
Tonight I made sprout slaw. I chopped some red cabbage, minced some onion, added an equal volume of “French Garden” sprouts (clover, arugula, cress, radish, fenugreek, and dill). Dressed the slaw with sherry vinegar, dijon mustard, unsweetened soy milk (if you drink it, you could substitute milk or yoghurt — I just like to cut the amount of mayonnaise), vegan mayonnaise (you can make your own if you like–sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t), and sea salt. Went fabulously well with rice and beans (yes, my diet is still under the influence of the trip to Tucson).
Hot water with a wedge of lemon (squeezed); a couple of slices of fresh ginger; one dried chili pepper whole (I still have a bunch from last year’s garden)–or use a dash of cayenne; stevia or agave nectar to taste. Spicy, astringent, and sweet all at the same time. (This also makes delicious cold lemonade in summer).
A couple of other winter hot drink options from Cate Stillman–ayurveda practitioner and educator and certified Anusara yoga instructor: hot water with either a little bit of turmeric or a little cinnamon.
I have been told more than once that one cannot technically be a true practitioner/believer in the tenets of Kashmir Shaivism without believing in some form of Godhead. As a nontheist who still finds the teachings and practices informative and useful for how best to live, I ask consistently whether that is really true.
I’m sure a purist (religious or academic) would say there’s no anything to the philosophy without being a full believer. But what I think one gets from practices designed to heighten awareness of a divinely connecting universality in the wild diversity of life without a belief that what is universal a priori points to “God” is a recognition that with all that is troubling and difficult and hurtful and evil in this world, the very complexity and outrageousness of being is yet wonderful and inspiring in itself.
In a word, when all else fails, laugh (and create and live) with an ecstatic fatalism.
Painting by Sandra Dooley. Cuba 2014