Dust

Think and analyze with parsimony.
“Why?” has no answer.
Remain silent.
Grace is everywhere.
In the slow rise of the moon, no matter where you are.
In a blade of grass, in the tenderness of your gestures, in your daily bread.
No need to worry — from dust you rose, dust you shall be.
Grace is not fussy.

Kenza.

Accompanying music: “Song of the universal” by Ola Gjeilo, listen here

Inspiration: “Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” – Ash Wednesday, reminding us to be humble and joyful, always joyful. 

Kadō – 華道

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On Thursdays, I give an art appreciation class to children between the age of 8 and 12. Today, we spoke about Japanese esthetics and they experienced the “way of flowers,” known as Kadō (華道) in Japanese.

It was one of the loveliest classes I have ever given, filled with beauty and simplicity. So I came here to share some of it.

Inspiration: children inspired by simplicity and the beauty of nature. 

At home – cleansing camomile infusion

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Ayurveda inspired camomile infusion, wonderful for cleaning the body and clearing the mind.

I prepare it regularly, especially when there is a change in season as is the case now with Spring arriving in Mexico.

For four cups: fresh organic camomille (manzanilla), one teaspoon of cumin, one teaspoon of coriander seeds, a small piece of fresh ginger root and the juice of one lime (or lemon). Let it release its flavors and colors in hot water (boiled then cooled slightly, boiling water would burn the camomille flowers), then drink throughout the day.

Note: if you cannot find fresh organic camomile, use the dry variety just make sure it is of high quality.

Look

Look,
at the stars appearing as the night starts
at the child smiling
at the cloud shape-shifting
at the bird taking flight
at the chocolate melting on the tongue
at the ink making words come to life
at the ant pulling a leaf
at the steam rising from a cup of tea
at the sky stretching beyond the horizon
at the bread rising as it bakes
at the rain drop polishing the sidewalk
at the flower hanging from the vase
at the onion slice wilting in the pan
at the universe dancing beyond your imagination.

Look,
look around you.

Look,
and you will become all of it.

Kenza.

 

Inspiration: every day.