Daily Archives: February 23, 2015

Kitchen Sink Cookies – Version the Umpteenth

So I made cookies today.
Here’s the recipe:
Kitchen Sink Cookies – Version the umpteenth
2 C whole wheat flour
½ C white flour
1 C brown sugar
2 tbsp cocoa powder
2 tsp baking powder
¼ tsp salt
½ C “light” (low-flavour) olive oil or other cooking oil
¼ C peanut butter + 2 tbsp olive oil
¼ – ½ C coconut milk (thick, maybe chuck it in the fridge for minute)
1 tbsp vanilla extract
1 egg
¼ C crumbled walnuts
¼ C shredded coconut
½ C dark chocolate chips
2 tbsp white chocolate chips
1-2 pieces of candied ginger, snipped into very small bits
Preheat oven to 350F
Mix all the dry stuff together
Add all the wet stuff and mix thoroughly until well-combined
Add all the “additions” and knead until well-distributed
Grease 1 or more baking sheets
Form dough into balls that, when flattened slightly, are about 1.5” across and set them on the cookie sheets – I could fit about 15 per sheet, but YMMV
Bake for 10-15 minutes
Remove from oven
Allow to cool (set) for about 2 minutes, then pluck them off the cookie sheet (if you’re careful, you can just use your fingers for this, for the most part) and set them on a wire rack to cool completely. Or just eat them. As you will.
NOTE: If you want to make this recipe vegan: (1) leave out the white chocolate chips, and (2) in lieu of the 1 egg, do the following: Include an extra tsp of baking powder, use ¾ C brown sugar + ¼ C maple syrup (or agave nectar, or whatever you have available), and use ¼ C olive oil + ¾ C peanut butter in lieu of the amounts listed above. That should hold things together nicely and keep them fluffy and tasty.
If I were to make this recipe again, I would probably (a) leave out the cocoa (or, alternatively, up it significantly. 2 tbsp doesn’t quite cut it in either direction, so…), (b) add a 1 tsp or so of ground ginger (and/or a lot more candied ginger), and (c) use a lot more peanut butter and a lot less olive oil. I might also change up the ratio of flours a little bit. Whole wheat – probably because the type of wheat that’s typically grown in these parts has been bread to be easily milled into white flour, but the upshot of that is that the bits that get taken out during that process (but left in for whole wheat) are rather hard and pretty bitter – has enough of a flavour of its own, that I’m not entirely fond of it in desserts. But hey. Each to their own.
Meliad the Birch Maiden.

C is for Corporeal, D is for Dance – Pagan Experience 2015

On the off chance that you haven’t guessed by the time, I ‘m writing about embodiment for the Pagan Experience Challenge today. I’ve been a singer (14 years of lessons plus, admittedly, 14 further years of, like, singing in the shower or otherwise letting myself get rusty) since I was 7 years old. Which basically means that I was actively being taught how to Be In My Body well before puberty hit and all the social pressures to do exactly the opposite of that started cropping up.
I think that’s relevant.
I mean, yes, staying in my body in sexual situations where I’m not the one “doing the doing” is not the easiest thing in the world, and I don’t think that’s a separate issue, but I do think that learning embodiment, learning to pay attention really closely to what your muscles and feet and lungs and all the rest of you are doing at any given time has made it easier for me to be, well, naked, for a start, but there’s more to it than that.
A lot of my energy-work – whether that’s stuff like Grounding[1] or stuff like Sex-Magic/Laying-On-of-Hands or stuff like charging up a honey-pot – is centred around the bodily stuff I learned, ages ago, for How To Sing Really Well. As it happens, it’s also really centred around lighting up those big, straight-line, chakra points on your body – but I didn’t realize that until someone who could See that stuff told me as much when I showed her what prepping to sing looked like.
It’s… Art is magical. It’s an act of both creation and transformation, just because of what it is. But art as magical action can be used to do that whole “creating change at will” business as well. I was at a workshop on ritual, last October, and I said “I’m a writer and a witch, and when I write things down I make them happen”. Which isn’t true most of the time, but it’s proven on multiple occasions to push those odds towards What I (think I) Want, so I’m going with it. Likewise, when I sing, all those energetic chanels open up and I can Do Stuff – stuff kind of along the lines of reiki, I think? – that I can’t do, or can’t do as easily, when I’m quiet. Dancing, too, opens me up. I can be a fountain on the dancefloor. My wife says that I glow when I do that, and I’m inclined to take her literally as she’s one of those folks who can See that stuff, so.
Embodiment, for me at least, is the gateway to making energetic changes in the world. So there you go. 🙂
Meliad the Birch Maiden.
[1] For a given value of “grounding” – I’ve got my feet in the river pretty much all the time. I’m what sometimes gets called a “cement head”. I can bring people back to earth, and/or their bodies, when they get lost. It’s part of what I’m for. How cool is that? 🙂