It was cold that day in the desert. A teeth chattering kind of cold, and mine were. I was shivering as I stood to watch. Everyone had gone. The wind was blowing heavily across the landscape and the droplets had reached my face. All the way from the mountains, they were carried on the One breath. It was my first time in this place and it was not what I was expecting. I was not expecting to find myself alone and shivering, battered by wind and droplets, pulling my humble sweater around me for a semblance of warmth as I watched a rainstorm come in over desert mountains. I was not expecting to be unable to move, astonished and breathless at the exquisite beauty before me. Nor for the love that would ensue.
Yet, there it was.
There I was.
The clouds were heavy with rain and each moment they seemed to come closer, but never did. Everything came to life. The ground seemed to vibrate with energy, the plants reaching to catch droplets whirled by on the wind above them. Reaching to drink in this life that visits them once every ten years. The air smelled of wet stone and earth. Every inhale was filled with mist and lessons.
And then, as quickly as they rolled in...
The clouds were gone. The rain, with them. And out came a brilliant, scorching sun. People with it.
Warming up stones for my grateful feet.
Breath of deserts
What finds you is freedom and oneness.
Newness where old eyes feared there would be none again.
Things you do not know
Cannot know here.
An alien on your own planet.
Beyond you.
Liberation from mind.
The beauty and burden of life, shared.
The certainty of hope.
The certainty of change.
Of transformation.
Breathe in deeply.
The moment is fleeting.
This breath of deserts.
- Oana Silaghi Bedikyan
Time to dish.
What. You thought you weren't getting a recipe?
So you know how I have been making tons of this bone broth? Well, we have to do something with all that meat yes?
Do this:
Pulled Turkey (or Chicken) Sandwich
Here is what you need:
- Lovely meat from your bone broth
- Cornichons
- Green Olives
- Mayo
- Lemon juice
- Matouk - hot sauce- the bomb
- Crusty Bread
Here is what to do:
- Shred your chicken or turkey meat with a fork and mix with a generous amount of mayonnaise and the juice of half a lemon.
- Dice the cornichons & olives finely and add to the mixture. Lightly toast your favorite bread, mine was a baguette, slather a tiny amount of matouk on the bread (any more and you are on your own, you've been warned) and dig in dear readers.
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