September is for self love and making space

I know it’s the end of August, but there’s something about back to school and the darkening morning skies that always makes me feel like I’m in September around this time of year.  I begin to crave softness and purple.  I knitted myself a hat to honor that craving.  (Giant pompom please and thank you.)

This September has called me to some intense nesting: make beauty in and for my home,  shower myself with love, care and affection, and to make space for miracles. I’ve never felt a pull so strong to sit back,  snuggle in,  and let myself be loved. Interesting timing as I’m wriitI ing book about making space for miracles.

Snuggle position engaged.  Do your thing universe ♡

I nurtured my belly with homemade soup as a part of this beautiful e-experience called “a woman’s thirst ” hosted by Hannah Marcotti. My soup was carrot and potato. (Why do I always want to put an “e” at the end of potato?!)

I used gently salted water (about 3 cups) as a base,  since I didn’t have chicken or veggie stock.   In it I boiled  (about 2 cups ) carrots and (3 smallish) potatoes till they were soft enough to blend.

I sauteed onion and a little marinated artichoke hearts and added them just as I was ready to blend.

I decided to leave some chunks, because I like to chew.  It was divine.

Here, it’s shown with a sprinkling of goat cheese and hemp hearts. 

And we bought patchouli incense. It smells like a forest after it rains in here. It smells like love and home.

I’m open.