Archive for August, 2009

Almond Butter - Yum

Thursday, August 27th, 2009

cookie

During my elder initiation we ate African Stew everyday.  We sat around the fire with our fingers in clay bowls of stew and drinks in calabashes and talked about what American food we missed and looked forward to enjoying at our Homecoming.  Of course, my tastebuds yearned for a chocolate chip cookie (see photo).  Ted, of course, missed his daily injections of peanut butter.  But alas, several of our fellow initiates commented to him that Almond Butter is better than peanut butter…and so a month later we found a gift on our doorstep from one of those friends…an 18 pound bucket of almond butter!  So, I’m looking around for good uses for almond butter as I don’t want to give it all away (although we have plenty of friends and family willing to enjoy our gift with us).  I found this recipe at www.bestnaturalfoods.com.

If anyone else has any great Almond Butter recipes of favorite ways to eat it (beyond the typical substitute for PB), I’d love to hear them.

Afterglow Almond Butter Dressing Recipe

½ cup Woodstock organic smooth almond butter
¼ teaspoon red pepper flakes
1 tablespoon Bragg Liquid Aminos
2 tablespoons nutritional yeast
1 tablespoon + 1 teaspoon brown rice vinegar (or rice vinegar)
1 crushed garlic clove (or ½ teaspoon minced)
1 teaspoon curry powder
¾ cup vegetable broth (canned or from powder)
¼ teaspoon salt (depends on amount of sodium in broth - taste before adding)

1. Combine all ingredients in a blender.
2. Purée until smooth. Chill.
3. Use on cooked vegetables or as a salad dressing.
4. Will keep refrigerated for one week.
Serves 10
Serving Size: 2 tablespoons
Nutrition Analysis per Serving: 90 calories, 9 grams fat, 0.5 grams saturated fat, 5 grams monounsaturated fat, 1.5 grams polyunsaturated fat, 3 grams protein, 4 grams carbohydrates, 0.5 grams fiber, 200 milligrams sodium

Thumbs Up

Thursday, August 27th, 2009

thumbs

“Give it a thumbs up.”
“Are you all thumbs?”
“Can you keep it under your thumb?”

We have so many phrases and idioms that we use for the thumbs, an appendage that more often than not we take for granted.  During my initiation, I accidentally cut the webbing of my left thumb.  In order of it to heal properly, I had to tape my thumb to my hand.  For three days, my left ‘flipper’ as I nicknamed it, prevented me from doing many tasks, even though I am right handed.  This brought me to recognize that the thumb really allows me the capability to “do” things, to make things happen, in essence, to manifest my thoughts into action and creation.

In yoga, I often see newer students trying to do poses by propping up on their thumbs rather than resting on the whole hand.  For example, they tuck their thumbs under in down dog rather than planting the whole hand and pushing into the palm of the hand.  If a student continues to practice down dog in this manner, over time their thumb joint will ache because it is not meant to hold the weight of the whole upper body by itself.  What these newer students learn when they plant the whole hand on the floor is that they are more supported by the stability of the palm of the hand versus the shakiness of the thumb joint.  When the whole palm of the hand is open and active, it is fully receptive to the things one is trying to manifest in life.  This energetically teaches the system to “try easier” and let things happen for us.

The phrase “I’m all thumbs” implies that one is clumsy, energetically this is because the thumb requires the participation of other fingers or the whole hand to perform most functions.  This is metaphoric of the concept of “doing one’s part to meet the Universe half way.”  In yoga language, the thumb is the sthira (effort) but cannot manifest what it needs without the sukha (surrender) of itself to the other parts of the hand.  Whereas when we are trying to “keep something under our thumb” we are trying to control something.  Thus, often pains in the thumb are indicative of issues of over-controlling situations.  Pains in the thumb quite often radiate up to the wrist where we hold issues of perfectionism.  I’m always amazed at the response I get when I ask people complaining of wrist pain if they are perfectionists and I tell them that wrists are where we hold issues of control and perfectionism.  But that’s another article…

So, while my left thumb has healed, today I am nursing a scrape on my right thumb pad, the only injury sustained from a head first dive off my front step when my dog went chasing after a squirrel.  I have to ask myself what am I trying to hard to manifest, and how can I let go a little, open my hand, and allow the fruits of my labors to come back to me.

Backbends, Yoga’s espresso shot

Thursday, August 27th, 2009

Tamsy's wheel

My friend Tamsy has always inspired me with her willingness to face the challenges of the world head-on, with a wide open huge heart.  Her facebook profile photo pictured here is indicative of how she evenly balances strength with vulnerability, groundedness with openness in urdva danurasana, aka wheel pose, aka chakrasana, a pose that exposes the inside of all seven major chakra centers.

The Physicality of Backbends
Practiced appropriately, backbends come from leg strength.  The support from the strength of the legs stabilizes the pelvis to a solid center ‘bowl’ from which the spine can lift up and out to extend into full backbend expression.  If the pelvis is not stabilized, it is easy to collapse the spine into the more flexible lumbar vertebrae, resulting in low back strain and pain.  At the same time, the compression that occurs on the back-side of the body in a backbend causes pressure on the adrenal glands.  This is why backbends are often called “yoga’s espresso shot” because the pressure on the adrenals kicks on the adrenaline, thus waking up the system.  When adrenaline is released, the sympathetic nervous system kicks into gear, raising the heart rate and blood pressure.  No wonder classes get buzzing during the wheel series.  Unfortunately, just like a morning caffeine kick can develop into a dependency on diet coke or thrice daily mocha lattes, it is easy for yogis to develop habit-forming backbending addictions, craving nature’s high from the adrenaline within one’s own system.  Power yogis who develop this condition can suffer from symptoms of adrenal exhaustion such as exhaustion laden insomnia, back pain that cannot be relieved by chiropractic adjustments, loss of appetite, weight loss…and many other symptoms similar to someone on speed.  On the flip side, backbends performed safely from leg strength develop strong muscles around the vertebrae, supporting flexibility of the spine and descreasing spinal issues that result in countless chiropractice visits.

The Energetics of Backbends
The full expression of a backbend is energetically the full expression of compassion and loving kindness.  It is a place where forgiveness, sweetness, and connectedness wins out over resentment, anger, and depression.  While the heart chakra has an amazing capacity for love, compassion, forgiveness, and compassion, if it is not properly ‘fed’, like any container, it can get strained.  When the heart chakra is strained, the results can be disastrous: cardiac disease, breast cancer, and asthma. Thus, the heart chakra needs to be ‘fed’ regularly, through energy from from the other chakras, ultimately from the universe through the crown chakra and from the earth through the root chakra.  When a full backbend is evenly supported from the legs, through the pelvis and core into the heart, the energy of the heart chakra is an expression of the unconditional love of Mother Earth flowing through the pleasure center (sacral chakra) and the power center (core chakra) and out our heart center.

So yes, when you need a little kick, try a backbend instead of a latte.  But beware the effects of overdoing it and allow “less is more” to be a mantra when breathing through the sixth wheel.  You just might find yourself healing some very old wounds and reconnecting with some lost loves of your life.  It’s better than Facebook!

Eldership - on the yoga mat

Thursday, August 27th, 2009

At the end of my elder initiation, I was presented with a staff and a stool.  The staff to represent the higher wisdom that has been installed into my bones, and the stool to represent the elevated status I have achieved within the community.  I have come to learn that this status expands far beyond the reach of my work in African shamanism, but applies to my work as a yoga instructor as well.

My yoga practice has evolved over the years.  When I first started practicing, I’d drive 90 minutes on the weekends to attend a Bikram class, and then practice at home during the week to a Bikram tape (the old fashioned audio cassette type).  More often than not, I practiced alone. Then, I moved and practiced in the studio religiously.  When I wasn’t inspired enough by that, I started attending yoga retreats and workshops, always looking for inspiration from the teacher.  Then I developed a solid home practice, returning from whence I began, with a lot more knowledge on my resume.

Since my elder initiation, I’ve been called to attend classes again, as if to repeat the process with new eyes.  Studios are hiring me to consult, to inspire their teachers, to bring the teachers into community with each other. So now, whenever I step onto my mat in a class, I am no longer there to be inspired or served by the teacher.   But instead, I am there to serve everyone in the room through my practice and my support, on a subtle energetic level.  I can no longer step into a class with any concept of what makes a “good” or “bad” class or any other form of judgment.  Essentially, it is my responsibility to step out of my own needs and look at where the teacher and the students in the room are coming from and meet them where they are at, support and validate them for their places in the world, and encourage them compassionately and lovingly to the next step, the next level, without saying a word.  My practice must be in full support of the teacher, and be a model to the students around me.  Even if that means grooving in warrior pose to that hip hop song I’ve always hated, or listening to the student next to me breathe like a railroad train.  It is a total surrender of my ideals and my needs to the essence of being of service to everyone else.  It is finding a way to appreciate the hip hop music because it too has value, and loving the railroad breath next to me because it is ujjayi in its own way.

I give of myself, in every class, and the nicest side effect of being in service in this way is that I learn and grow even more.  It is from the giving, the service, where my true growth occurs.

Eldership

Monday, August 3rd, 2009

TeriLeigh & Ted as newly initiated elders
with Malidoma Some of the Dagara Tribe of Burkina Faso
Ted, Malidoma, & TeriLeigh

Initiation Our teacher, Malidoma Some, explained to us that the word “initiation” translates into his native language most accurately as “wisdom” or “knowledge”.  What I have come to understand over the last several weeks is that this intiatory wisdom is not information processed through our brains, but rather a knowing that has been downloaded into our DNA, accessed through our bones.  On July 10th (my 36th birthday), thirteen initiates, nine bokaras (previously initiated elders), and countless village supporters gathered on the East Coast Village land in Cherry Plain, NY with our teacher and elder, Malidoma Some.  We initiates surrendered our modern comforts to live in nature, commune with the Spirit World, and be supported in ritual in order to download “knowing” into our bones.

Mother Earth For the duration of the intiation, whenever we weren’t standing or walking, we sat on the ground, root chakra to Mother Earth.  As the root chakra is the earth chakra, in essence, we spent sixteen days in direct connection of the muladara to its source. As the Divine Mother is the ultimate expression of abundance, we were literally plugging our energetic root into the source of all spiritual abundance.

Meals During the first half of the initiation process, we were served African stew infused with spiritual medicine, cooked lovingly by village chef Mother Donna Borden in a big pot over an open fire. We ate with our fingers from clay bowls and drank spirit beer from calabashes.  At the halfway mark, we were given African bows and arrows, and after a short archery lesson, instructed to hunt for our food.  While the bokaras and the village supporters engaged in the hunt with modern weapons, we hiked the mountains in search of an animal willing to offer life to us for our sustenance.  As a group we had a common goal of feeding the village.  Individually, we each found a new piece of ourselves in the mountain woods.  We were blessed with a rabbit and a porcupine, and our vegan fast was broken with a ritual feast.  (fyi - porcupine tastes like beef)

Life & Death Early in the initiation we explored the value of life.  We took long slow morning walks in the woods, careful not to kill or destroy any life along our path.  The bokaras swept our featherheadspath of ants, snakes, tadpoles, and spiders as we mindfully held the sacredness of life.  Then, a week later, we hunted for our food, asking the same creatures that we had carefully spared to offer their lives for ours.  At the same time, we explored our own mortality, on a spiritual level.  The bokara cared for us.  They fed us, they tended to our needs, they kept vigil for us each night, feeding our spiritual fire.  Then, halfway through the initiation, we began the death process.  Through a shaming ritual provided by the village community, we learned to let go of our egos, to put the past behind us, to allow resentments, pains, traumas and abuses of our human lives to die so that we may be spiritually reborn.  Each day we bathed in ash to bring us closer to spirit, until eventually, we experienced our own funerals.

Homecoming In the end we relinquished all that we had (everything that had touched our bodies throughout the initiation), shaved our heads of all that we were so as to step into our new roles as elders.  Then, and only then, baldieswe were allowed to bathe in clean water, given fresh clothing (our ceremonial African gowns “boubous” - which many of you helped decorate), provided with a stool (as symbolic of the elevation to elder status) and a staff (as symbolic of the wisdom we now hold in our bones).  We ran into the laps of the ancestors, reborn as elders, as witnessed by our community, and danced in celebration at our Homecoming.  Over 150 people came to dance, drum, and feast with us.  They thanked us for our willingness to step into these roles.  Then, a week later, Ted and I returned home to Minnesota where many of you gathered at our home for a second Homecoming.

What’s Next?
While my brain can utilize symbolism and metaphor to attempt to explain what I experienced, the truth is that my bones can only communicate through an energetic frequency, a transference I am sure many of you will sense and feel in the coming months.  Many of you have asked me what this eldership is providing for me, how I have changed from this experience.  The best answer I can offer you is to simply request that you watch me over the coming months and witness the effects for yourself.  I don’t know what this experience has done; the changes are subtle, yet profound.

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My Fellow Elders
Malidoma Some - initiated 1999

2003 Elders

Laura Bowman
Yves Nazon
Cindy Parrish
Carol Schoeneberger
Jeremy Seeger
David Sprague
Theresa Thomas

Deborah Torrance
Robert Walker
Peggy Zamierowski

2009 Elders

Holly Brown
James Durvasa Clark
Sheila Evans
Glenn Leisching
Jonathan Post-Brewer
Ukumbwa Sauti
Ted Schmidt
TeriLeigh Schmidt
Ann Sousa
Floyd Striegel
Theresa Sykes-Brittany
Alwyn Thomas
Hank Walcott