A Recipe using Almond Powder!

Lately I've found this gem and it's proving to be a wonderful way to make dips and sauces. Here's a basic foundation recipe, but it is my intention that you will customize it to your liking and let me know of any secrets you might add in. You can keep it to yourself though as well. A cook never shares his secrets unless he does. In that case I think we'll be entering uncharted territory!


PB And Me Powdered Almond Butter:   1 Table Spoon

Nooch or Veggie Crack:              1 Table Spoon

Braggs Apple Cider Vinegar:     Less than One Table Spoon

Your favorite Seasoning:        One handsome shake!

Maple Syrup:                        1 Table Spoon


Again this is a basic recipe and goes wonderful as a dipping sauce for avocados and cauliflower or you could use it for pasta. The sky is the limit!


Love Ya



Hands On The Steering Wheel

The day before yesterday started with a hike and then in hands with a lovely girl and then a kiss and then sharing life. Yesterday started with the sun rising full and then people getting food and then the evening ended in music. Today started off early with me greeting the sun and grateful for what is. It has me aware that life is so temporary and that it is so magical. It made me want to dive into silence and so I did and it felt good to feel the stillness of the air at that time. Everything was calm.

Sometimes that's the way it works. I arrived at the venue before the show started and then I was outside watching clouds slowly moving in. I've noticed the clouds more lately and how they seem to skim on an invisible surface or they dip in and brush the mountains with their paint brushes. On that evening the cumulous ship came rolling slowly like a mother caring gently for all her children. It's easy to be in these moments and get swept into a matter of fact that here you are inside shoes and you feel them on the pavement and perhaps the thought pops in "Here is life" and then you get sucked into the pavement and it gives you this vantage point that you're here on this little rock called Earth and millions of stars are swirling around you and inside you as well. It's a wondrous clause.

I got that the other night when I was camping too. There was a guitar and fire under a starry sky. Sometimes I think it's the stars that chirp and not the crickets. I get lost in that quite often. It actually takes a moment for me to realize that crickets are making that sound. Maybe it is the stars that are making it. Perhaps they are connected to the crickets and possibly the crickets are very aware of this communion!

The Creative Process

So it's 2pm on a Friday and I sit here with a cake in front of me. It was my birthday yesterday and I have a gig tomorrow down in Glenwood. I'd like to take this time to speak of the creative process. In the last month or so I've been able to be creative, but I think creation is a muscle like anything in life. It needs that constant attention. It has all the makings of responsibility. One of the most difficult things for me now is memorizing a song after I've written it. There has been a lot of songs that I've written I admit that are still in paper form and are not memorized and they've been that way for years. Others are tackled in a day and come to the stage of being performance ready a lot more quickly and then some were performance ready, but then they lose their spark. I think we can get so caught up in that fact that we are the creators that soon all that new star dust that create songs dry up into a barren desert. I will be the first to admit that I am a hard critic to my own writing and I think so many other songwriters are as well. For me I write a new idea and it feels so very new and nice, but then it can quickly sink back into obscurity and it gets to the point where it's painful to play the song. Yet, there is that song that I write and then don't memorize, but then when I play it for an audience it gains more energy and I wish at that moment that I had had it memorized and in better working order. I think we can be so hard on ourselves as songwriters. We're always in that need of wanting more and more. We want to hit that note a little higher and this is all fine, but our impatience can create depression. As for me when this happens I come to regret past actions that I have done in the recent past. For example I find myself looking down on my indulgences, saying "Why did you eat that piece of cake?" or wondering if the morning routine could've been made more productive. Yet, again and again it's immensely comforting to know that I am a mere witness of my life. Flow exists I believe in this balance of knowing I'm in this witness consciousness and yet still living in the illusion that I'm in control. It's a very fragile distinction. There's a comphy pillow in the middle somewhere and that is where action thrives. The trick I think is to find that instance or rather not really try, but be aware. What do you guys think?