Having a good time

Mar 15th, 2009 Posted in Living my passions | 2 comments »

Life is pretty good at the moment, and there’s a few reasons why:

My own little morning thing

It’s only been the last two days, but I’ve found my own little morning practice that has proven to be pretty darn tooting awesome.  Yes, it’s really that good.

It basically involves me sitting still (so, there’s a meditation-y aspect, but nothing so formal as to make me feel ‘shoulds’) and feeling (note: not thinking!) and then writing down exactly what I feel (so my left-brain gets to do something and keeps busy).

It comes from something that Joely suggested in our fabulous Shiva Party last weekend (that would be the ‘write down what you are feeling’ part).  It works for me because it’s something that I can achieve, with some effort.  It’s a challenge, it makes me work, so I feel that I will be giving various synapses a workout, but it’s not totally alien or out of my reach so that I feel unsure that I’m doing it right or never feel like I can finish (I like finishing things, finishing things makes me happy).

The end result is also pretty spectacular.  Though I fear to jinx it (rational mind steps in to scoff at superstition) the last two mornings I have found that as I go through and write down a list of the emotions that are milling around (In Just a Minute style, so no repetition, deviation or hesitation) that each one (and the count stands at 35 and 83 for each day!) gently melts away and I’m left with a real sense of calm that has lasted a long while, and even returns after a while if I get wound up by anything.

A new thing with no name!

One of the reasons that today saw such an increase in feelings was because I started a new thing last night, and it’s all about putting myself and my dancing out there in 12 second chunks!  Much whirring of emotions, but ultimately a determination to create lots in order to create good stuff.  That’s the way it works, or so I’m told.

Anticipation of food

It really is telling that my sole focus on the gardening is around how much food I can get out of it, but there you go.  Today saw me planting out a load of seeds into trays, but I’m a little worried that I got it all horribly wrong.  Fortunately, I made sure I didn’t use all the seeds in one go, so in a few weeks time, whatever happens, I shall start my second batch – continuous cropping FTW!

Tweetdeck on Ubuntu

Yes folks, I’m a geek, and that includes running Linux on my laptop (though it’s the super user-friendly Ubuntu – even your Granny could use it) so it was a joyous moment when Adobe finally got the Air application system thingy working for Linux users too.  Now I can run Tweetdeck actually hold decent conversations with people and see what’s going on without being overwhelmed.  I’m now on a mission to find as many Dancing Geek’s as possible, and get to know some of the cool people in the UK that also use Twitter (thank you @StephenFry for the big push).

Home Pilates studio

Well, a laminate floor now exists in my little corner of the house (it’s also the spare room and piano room, but ostensibly it’s my corner and is respected as such.  Which is a good thing, because it’s a real pain to have to piss over the door to mark the boundary).  Coupled with my new favourite toy, aka a fitball (think Space hopper without the handles and spherical – or just think big fuck off bouncy rubber ball), a foam roller (thing over-sized and over-priced pipelagging without the middle hollowed out) and a yoga mat I now have enough bits and pieces (not forgetting my dolphin massager and spiky balls) to do a good bodywork session.

Tunisian Orange Cake: A story in two shots

Feb 4th, 2009 Posted in Living my passions | 6 comments »

Because Karen J Lloyd is an awesome person, she produced her “The Shot Tells the Story” series.  Inspired by her series, I have produced the story of my favourite cake to bake (and eat): The Tunisian Orange Cake!

It’s from “Darina Allen’s Ballymaloe Cookery Course“, retailing at £30 (£19.50 with the Amazon link), available at a bookstore near you (in the UK, not sure about elsewhere – it’s from a cookery school in Ireland).  And if you ever get a chance to taste this cake then you too will march to your nearest bookstore and buy one without hesitation.  (Fortunately, the rest of the book is equally as awesome, so it’s worth forking out for.)

Getting around to the actual cake…

This is my second baking of this cake, the first having been pulled out of the oven too soon in an outrageous display of overly eager cake anticipation.  The disappointment that followed guaranteed a second attempt.  A bare in mind that the only other time that I have tried this cake it was burnt.  Seriously, you burn this cake, it still tastes like ambrosia (not the rice pudding, the greek myth stuff, e.g. manna from heaven only not so christianity-centric).

Oh, and before I forget, the reason for this little aside is because I had a super amazing breakthrough last night which resulted in me feeling like I could get up and get some stuff done again today rather than having that mopey feeling that tells me I’ve some stuff to work through that’s come up (see, I’m starting to get better and interpreting these signals, or rather I’m remembering to write them down after the fact so that I will hopefully remember them next time around).  Anyway, unstuckness.  So yes, I had this amazing revelation after deciding to sit and do some ‘Morning Pages’ at 2.30am, even if I hadn’t done my “daily” Shiva Nata practice, because something was causing me to wander around the house like a zombie despite at least a fair chunk of my brain suggesting that bed was a very reasonable idea right now.

But I’m not ready to write about that one yet.  The biggies take a while for me to process, or at least, require so much writing about off the blog that to write about it even more on the blog just starts to sound a bit tedious, and as much I love you guys, I can’t imagine that forcing myself to write out some random, uncomprehensible ramblings is really what you want.  (What do you mean, “What’s the difference?”.  I don’t understand :P )

Right, I figure that’s enough keeping you waiting.

The Close Up

Because this cake is important.

Tunisian Orange Cake: Close Up

Tunisian Orange Cake: Close Up

The Extreme Close Up

Because you need to see just how yummy it truly is in all it’s crumbly, gooey, citrusy, slightly spiced, slightly crusted, marmalade spongey, golden huey, man I want another slice-y gorgeousness.

Tunisian Orange Cake: Very close

Tunisian Orange Cake: Extreme Close Up

Let’s see that again…right up close

And folks, if you click on the pictures you’ll get the full IMAX 3D experience – not for the faint hearted!

Tunisian Orange Cake: Close Up

Tunisian Orange Cake: Close Up

and for eye-popping, screen-licking effect…

Tunisian Orange Cake: Extreme Close Up

Tunisian Orange Cake: Extreme Close Up