For breakfast one morning in Oregon I prepared salmon tacos: warm salmon with artichoke and green olive tapenade on corn tortillas. Tara Tulku taught me to use whatever opportunity was available to contemplate my interconnectedness with the greater whole, and I remembered his teaching while munching on one of my makeshift tacos. Alaskan wild-caught salmon melting in my mouth -- Pacific seawater becomes my body. Corn tortillas -- mid-western earth becomes my body. Artichokes and green olives -- California earth and Sierra-Nevada water becomes my body. Columbia River water turns the turbines which generate the electricity which powers my microwave oven and heats the tacos. These places all join together as "me". How can I go about my days feeling disconnected from the world when all it takes is a little observation and imagination to see the reality that I am not separate from the world by one hair's breadth!
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Fits nicely with my current reading of a Japanese novel called Butter, by Asako Yuzuki and the weaving of multi-layered interconnectedness and the many senses that go into cooking and eating and living.