All that glitters is not gold.
Seize the golden opportunity.
Strive for the gold standard.
Follow the golden rule.
Silence is golden.
Go for the gold.
I ate gold this week. Yes, you read that right. Gold. Potable. Ingested. Gold is considered a heavy metal because of its relatively high density which is a result of its each individual atom being very heavy. And yet it is the softest of metals, easily bending and yielding to pressure.
The edible gold was offered when I attended a rooftop meditation and yoga class this week. The meditation was led by someone who referred to herself as The Rockstar Shaman. I'll be honest, with that introduction I might have internally rolled my eyes a bit. Once she got started, I got over myself and surrendered to what she had to offer. (Gold!) She had a little bottle and placed Oil of Gold drops under our tongues.
There are many legends around potable gold. Alchemist’s believed it would cure all known diseases and award immortal youth. In the 1800's gold was used to combat syphilis and to strengthen the kidneys. The 20th century prized gold in the fight against tuberculosis.
In modern thinking, it seems downright bizarre to think that metals could be medicinal. However, in India metallic medicines have been used for centuries and Ayurvedic medicines have been known to be prepared from metals and minerals too.
Our rooftop shaman told us gold holds the highest frequency of anything in nature and that we would be elevated after ingesting it. We would experience an energetic shift. She also warned us we might feel a 4-5 second burn under the tongue. Honestly, I only felt the burn. No shift. No elevation.
But here's the thing. I needed to be elevated. I needed an energetic shift. And so I acted AS IF this was how the gold effected me. I put myself in a state of faith that the good things were on their way to me. I held the vision of how I wanted to feel. I pretended I was full of gold and had unlimited value. I opened myself up to the certainty that these bits of make-believe would come true.
Days later, I'm still thinking about the gold drops. Maybe they really are some mystical potion and hold a high frequency. Maybe not. It doesn't matter. I think their real purpose that day was to remind me that I have value. That I can be heavy and strong and still find myself soft and malleable. Maybe part of their purpose was for me to remind YOU of those exact same things.
I ingested some other gold this week too. I created homemade Rolos! Remember the caramel filled chocolates of childhood wrapped in gold foil? I encourage you to try this little bit of culinary alchemy. All you need is your favorite chocolate, caramel, and an ice tray!
No real recipe. Melt chocolate bars in a double boiler and paint the inside divots of dry ice cube trays with a layer of chocolate. Place the trays in the freezer for 10 minutes. If the first layer is thin, paint again and refreeze. (My first layer was thick so I only did one. I think it was the trays I used.) I think if I melted down caramel squares, my final product would be more gooey than oozy, but the salted caramel sauce IS like liquid gold, I couldn't resist. Fill the chocolate lined trays with caramel 2/3 full. Put back in the freezer for 5 minutes. Top with more melted chocolate and freeze overnight. Pop them out and serve. Store in the refrigerator if they're not all gobbled up in one sitting.