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Easy Pop Tarts – GF non-GMO

Personally, I dread cooking. But I love pop tarts, and I don’t love store-bought products’ added soy, sugars, corn, etc… that’s how this post happened. I’m so delighted about how this experiment worked out.

If you are like me, and you like to eat gluten-free but don’t like the rice fillers, I hope you will enjoy this recipe.

Easy Pop Tarts / Folded Pastries

Makes 4-6 pastries.

1/4 cup organic sorghum flour
1/8 cup gluten-free oat flour
1/8 cup organic buckwheat flour
1/8 cup potato starch or green bean starch
1/8 cup tapioca starch
1/8 cup arrowroot flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder ( I make my own without cornstarch)
1/4 tsp salt
1 tsp xanthan gum or 1 egg or 1 Tbsp ground flax seed
1 Tbsp sweetener (ex: coconut sugar or jaggery or brown sugar) – omit for more savory pastries
1/2 cup frozen butter-flavored shortening (I use Nutiva’s version)
4oz organic apple sauce

Also, have your flavoring/filling* on hand, 1/2 – 1 Tbsp for each pop tart.

Preheat oven to  400°F.

In a bowl, blend all dry ingredients together well.

Cut in shortening with pastry cutter until well blended.

With a large fork, mix in applesauce and dribbles of water (a tablespoon or so at a time as needed) to form dough. Try not to handle the dough too much.

Between sheets of plastic wrap, roll out dough to a rectangular sheet a little less than a quarter inch thick.

Remove top plastic wrap. With a fork, carve lines in the pastry to make long rectangles (ex: 3″x7″).

Spread 1/2-1 Tbsp of filling*  on the bottom half of each rectangle, leaving a quarter inch bare margin around the edges. Fold the top half of the long rectangles down over the flavored half to form a small pastry. Press the open edges together with fingers or with a fork. (Seal the edges with water if you want. I didn’t and the pastries were fine.)

Lay each pastry on a parchment paper-lined cookie sheet. Poke each pastry with a fork three or four times to make vent holes in the tops.

Bake at 400-425°F for 20-25 minutes. Allow to cool on the counter for 10 minutes before eating.

*My favorite filling is raspberry jam, but other options include brown sugar and cinnamon, or chocolate, or other flavored jams.  You could also use sliced ham and cheese in the middle if you wanted, or other fillings.  These can also be glazed, but I prefer them without glaze.

Please tell me if you make modifications to the recipe that you like. I love new delicious ideas.

Enjoy!

 

 

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Laughing with the Dark

One path to Divine Peace is the path of balance, moderation, The Middle Way.  This path is a dance with, not against opposites. Yin and yang, darkness and light, both / and; the practice resists nothing, because anything we seek to resist is a mirror of our own opportunities to increase our own self-awareness, freedom and Divine Self-expression.

Paradoxically, however, integrating the darkness can’t be done while we’re resisting it. To integrate the darkness is to face the paper tiger (and I assure you, the paper is thin), to plummet into the abyss so deeply that there’s nothing left but to laugh at the absurdity of it all. Dance the Sacred Theater of the horrible macabre that you fear, unresisted, for just 90 seconds, and watch how it melts and transforms.

If the individual can watch the shadow with pure observation, from the depths of darkness we rise like the Phoenix, enlightened of our significance, full of humility, surrender, compassion and an extraordinary sense of humor, able to move fluidly and matter-of-factly again into the ever-renewing Now.

Grow And Diffuse

I had a dream – it was Post Apocalypse. Few of us were left. People were talking about preventing starvation by gathering supplies from what was left. I told them that gathering remnant supplies was insufficient, soon we will run out of supplies to gather. We need to think about replenishing supplies. We need to plan to grow sufficient crops to feed our people, repicably, year after year.

But then it became clear that no one in our group knows how to grow food. I tell them life is resilient. I tell them we need to find seeds and plant them. I tell them we need to find food already growing in the earth. Finally everyone is on board, and the group disperses.

Then I was walking the perimeter of our camp, and I found explosive charges in the ground. Some were inert, already detonated, but some were still live charges. Very dangerous, these could kill people. I set about attempting to safely detonate the charges, one by one. It occurred to me that while human beings exist, there will always be someone making bombs, planting charges, that could explode in dangerous moments. Growing food is not enough. There also needs to be a cultural process for defusing charges before people get violent or get killed. Both are necessary in order to sustain a healthy population.

(Charges does not only refer to physical explosive devices. The word “charge” is also used to describe emotional states, as in, “It’s an emotionally charged subject.” The dream clearly points to addressing the aspect of human nature that innocently (and sometimes not so innocently) generates charges against other, charged subjects and charged situations.

At the end of the dream, someone else joined me. I was asked why I was doing this, if most vital thing to do now is to grow food. I replied, “what is the value of sustaining our population if we wind up getting our legs blown off by live charges anyway?” I explained that this function (diffusing the charges) is also necessary if we don’t want to blow ourselves up just walking around in our day-to-day life. I said that if there is no process among our individuals to diffuse charges, soon there are no safe places to walk without getting blown up.

I then taught the other how to safely diffuse the charges with me, and the two of us set about to our work.

Incidentally, I believe the best practice here is culturally practiced needs-conscious empathy for self, needs-consciousness empathy for other, and mediation based in needs consciousness and restorative justice.

The Fourth Eye 4th Eye Forth I

I may add to this post later.

From here, from The Fourth Eye:

  • Eye appreciates the value of things and people, even if I don’t personally like them
  • Eye integrates values.
  • Eye experiences paradoxes abundant.  Ouroboros.  To bend spacetime and matter, integrate apparent opposites.  Integrate opposites and magic appears.
  • Eye am not the Identity, It is a mechanical, cymatic whirlpool on the face of Omnipresent undulating Ocean, a more or less muddy puppet window through which The Light may shine more or less directly.
  • Eye perceives – It’s All A Lie.  And It’s All True.  It’s All Good.  It’s All Horrific. All of reality is both, only the locals can’t see both.  Eye is not only local.
  • Eye sees from the personal puppet coherence, eye also sees the Fabric of Great Order – the repetition of universal patterns, the creation then tension then resolution of Nature’s rhythmic beat.
  • Eye perceives the holographic universe, turtles all the way up and down. As above, so below.  Eye perceives the face of The Divine in each Whirlpool chanting the song of Source.
  • Eye then also senses local cymatic coherence (whirlpool) in the ever-undulating Ocean of The Fabric of Nature.
  • Eye gets Eye is of Nature. Eye is also Nature, just as Whirpool in the ocean remains, nonetheless, Ocean.  The dance of Yin Yang is local I and Whirlpool Eye and Ocean Eye.
  • Eye feels awe, daily, frequently each day.  Eye also grieves and mourns.
  • Eye has no objection to the darkness, even when I don’t like it. It Is. Eye dances in the rain, and enjoys when I’m pissed about raining.
  • Eye finds happy by being happy. Eye is a raindancer.
  • Seeing the fullness, Eye experiences distance.  Eye don’t care, It All Just Is. And it’s beautiful. And it’s tragic and disgusting. It All Just Is. What precious triviality. What enormous fullness in the absolutely minuscule of being.
  • Eye hears, and communicates, in plural parallel meaning.
  • Eye believes in Nothing.
  • Eye urges to Nature (yes, the verb).  As Nature.
  • Eye generates. Eye allows necrotic flesh to atrophy.  Eye destroys only if it’s ecstatically essence-ial and accurate, but not as a generative act.
  • Eye tingles at the language of the wind, hears the whispers of the mountain and tree, tastes the music of time’s orchestra. As with all of Nature, Time too is alive.
  • Eye bends the spacetime Matrix this way: to be there, Be There. 5D to 4D to 3D, Nature Rises. Abrahadabra. I feelthink therefore I Am. The science of deliberate creation. Travel remote viewing. The ouroboros. Integrate polarities until the paradox appears and viola, the door opens.
  • When am I not myself.  Eye forgets to remember.

ouroboros-dragon-serpent-snake-symbol

Delta Δ

When am I not myself?

I am now not that I was

Brief Update

In December, a 2″ mass was removed from my abdomen (benign). This month, I’m back to playing 1.5 hrs tennis – two to three times a week. Wow. Thank you Vitality Back! Anyone wanna come hit balls with me?

Blog Re-Org

— Update — Done! —

Hi, so you want to find something I wrote?

As of today (October 13), I’m reorganizing my nearly 10 years of posts (holy cats, has it really been that long? ugh.)

Give me a few days. I’ll get it done.

— Update — Done! —

Hugs to you,
Maya


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