Just in case you need some, too!

Yes, it’s chilly and grey and I’m still on the soup kick. I’ve also been watching the news and I could use some sanity. More even than I need swear words and tissues, so…

Sue’s Super Chicken Stock

Gluten-free

Makes 6-8 quarts. Your grandma was right about chicken soup for healing!!!

Ingredient Note: The best stock contains a mixture of roasted and raw bones. Simmering bone broth for several hours concentrates the flavors and healing properties of the meat, bones, and cartilage. It also concentrates any toxins present in the bones. Because of this, you want the very highest quality chickens you can find. Local, sustainably raised, pastured chickens are the best. At a minimum you want a chicken with no antibiotics or growth hormones, preferably organic and free-range, and definitely raised and processed in the US. I roast a lot of chicken, but we also buy rotisserie chickens from a local butcher shop that sells only sustainably raised chickens that meet these standards.  You can use the bones from rotisserie chickens. Also, the bones from cooked chicken breasts. Obviously, you don’t want anyone to chew on them first! (See note at bottom if you’re using an Instant Pot!)

Note: According to Spring Forest Qigong founder and master healer, Chunyi Lin, ancient wisdom says to remove the wing tips (farthest from the body) and tail of the chicken before using for soup.

Collect bones in the freezer until you have enough for a pot of broth. A typical pot, for me, will be:

Carcasses from 2-3 home roasted or rotisserie birds, ½ doz. raw chicken feet, and any necks, hearts or gizzards you’ve saved. Bones like these, with lots of cartilage, are especially helpful! If you have bones from rotisserie chickens, save the jelly like juice in the bottom of the container and add it to broth. Don’t throw the good stuff out!!! Local farmers often have specials on necks, feet, backs, etc. (Livers don’t go in the soup pot. Save them in the freezer for something like dirty rice.)

Assemble your collection of bones, thawing what is frozen and considering the mixture you have. If, for example, you have all raw bones, start by roasting some of the meatiest. Preheat oven to 400 F. Into an iron skillet or roasting tray, place:

 2 Tbsp. olive oil, with bones to be roasted. Salt and pepper bones.

Roast for ½ hr. to 45 min until nicely browned. They do not need to be fully cooked. Reserve all juices and add to broth. While bones are roasting, place into 10 qt. stockpot: 

Raw bones, 1-2 lb. feet, necks, backs, skin, etc.  with one good glug (about 3 Tbsp.) organic  apple cider vinegar “with the mother”.

Cover and allow to sit 45 min. off the heat. After 45 min., set burner to medium high and begin bringing to boil.

Add roasted bones.

When stock reaches a boil, skim and discard any foam or clumpy stuff that rises to surface. Allow to boil gently until no more foam forms to skim, about 15 min. You’ll also skim off some of the fat which floats to the top. That’s fine, but fat in bone broth is not a bad thing. There are actually components in the fat and skin that help you absorb the nutrients in the stock! Reduce heat until pot holds a moderate simmer. Don’t try to rush it! Cooking at too high a temperature will cloud your broth and add a background note of bitterness to the taste. Add:

3 or 4 med-large onion, halved, with skins; 3 or 4 garlic bulbs, halved, with paper; 3-4 raw bay leaves (or 1-2 dried ones); med. bundle of fresh thyme sprigs, about as big around as a quarter, tied with white cotton string. If you happen to have some fresh parsley stems around, tie them with the thyme and toss them in, too.

Continue adjusting heat until a pot maintains a gentle simmer. This recipe makes a rich, tasty broth that can be used in many ways. Don’t muddy the flavor by tossing in all the miscellaneous old stuff in your fridge. That’s called compost!

Cook for at least 4 hours and not more than 6 for a clean flavor, with all the nutrients pulled out into the broth. You can put a lid partially covering the pot for some of the cooking time to lessen the amount of water that cooks out, making the broth somewhat less concentrated, or leave the lid off and allow it to reduce more, concentrating the flavors. If you wish to add additional water during cooking to increase the amount of stock, you must use very hot water, about 180-190 degrees F.

When you’re happy with the color and intensity of the broth, remove from heat and allow to cool an hour or two. Scoop all bones and aromatics from the broth and discard. Remember, you’re going to use this broth to add flavor and nutrients to other recipes. Resist the urge to salt or adjust seasonings now.

After scooping out bones, etc. from the pot, strain into another container through a fine mesh sieve, being sure to get all bones! You may use some of the broth immediately, if you care to. Otherwise, chill broth overnight in fridge. You’ll know you’ve got a great batch if it gets jiggly, like soft jello!!! (If not, it’s still a miracle! Just keep practicing!)

Transfer broth to quart and pint sized plastic containers, preferably BPA free.  (Glass may break in the freezer!) Leave 1 inch headroom, as stock will expand when frozen. Label, including date, and freeze until needed, up to 6 mo. I try to thaw stock overnight in the fridge before using. When that isn’t possible, thaw on counter, with container on a kitchen saucer or salad plate, monitoring so that it doesn’t start to warm.

Instant Pot note… you can make the magic even more quickly and without a huge cauldron! Choose the same optimal ingredients! Follow directions in your manual for amounts, settings, and timing. It doesn’t smell as good, but if it gets you on board, go for it!

ps… if you have any prayer requests you’d me like to add to my to my list, I’d be honored. Just reply, below, or email me at suesvoice@gmail.com

pps… we can’t fix it all. We can do what we can, where we are!

I might be one of the rocks!

This is a post about HOPE, though it might take just a minute or two of reading to get there. First, a story about summer camp.

It was the year I was supposed to be a Junior Counselor… my second summer on staff. One of the Senior Counselors was sent home after the first week, reportedly for not realizing that the rule about being in the cabin with her kids all night was – you know – serious. I got an unexpected promotion. And, with it came a new role.

Swim instructor! As low person on the totem pole, I was given the non-swimmers. The rocks, as they were known. Teaching them to actually swim was optional. Keeping them from drowning while they had fun was the big assignment. Turned out we were a good match, the rocks and I.

Oh, I could swim, for sure. I also knew quite a lot about things not feeling easy. Or natural. And I had also managed to figure out that not everybody needed the same help to learn new things.

Just between us, I’ve been dreaming about the rocks. And about being able to help them. It feels like there are lots of new things to learn to do these days. Hard new things. Like painting with the hand that doesn’t hurt so much. Keeping my shoulders attached. Holding hope even when things feel scary. And, they do.

So… I dug deep into my Medicine Basket and came up with an old treasure. One I’ve dreamed about for years but never thought I “qualified” for.

Sabbatical. The AI elves will tell you it’s an extended, often paid, leave from work (weeks to a year) for rest, travel, research, or personal growth. In my case, it’s a notion I learned during a whole lot of years in graduate school. Often in the sense of time off from teaching to write.

My plan is a wee bit different. Some focused attention on the health stuff, including learning new things. Intentional time to write. (The paintings insist!) And a whole new relationship with my word for 2026… well, one of my words!

Choice!

Blogs, of course! And 1:1 clients, ready for next steps on the path. And the kind of Fairy Tales that involve deep, sometimes scary, truth, because NOW is the time for truth and it’s a huge part of my Promise.

Like teaching beloved rocks to swim, I don’t expect it to be easy. And I’m grateful for my years of practice. Also for this quote, which I borrowed from the Women of Appalachia Project with some help from Facebook…

Forgive yourself for not knowing earlier what only time could teach.

ps… that, by the way, is a pretty great strategy! And there are more waiting for you in Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards! Just click here to save 20% when you order 2 sets. What a great gift! (Offer good through Sunday, Jan. 11 on in-stock supply shipped to one address!)

’twas the night before 2026

…and all through the house, the people were waiting for news and pondering choices! You know…

If this, then ________________…

If that, then ________________…

And, yes, the multitude of elipses are this writer’s way of expressing, “What next?”

The challenge, of course, is that we don’t know, even when we think we do! And, it’s hard!

There are, however, some things we CAN know. Some things we CAN choose. And, yes… I like those! So, I chose a card! One of Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards, to be exact. Sometimes I just mix all of them together in a big heap, close my eyes, and pull one.

In this moment, though, I needed to narrow things down a bit. That meant the category known as Meta-what??? These have to do with big questions on the road to the place where you feel called. And, you know what? I got a very good fit for this moment! Here it is:

And, yes… a Tardis, like the one you see, above, is on the front. The magical door that opens to a whole new world! (It helps to love a sci-fi guy!)

So… time for meddlin’!

What could YOU set free???

Literal objects. Limiting beliefs. We always/We never…

Personally, I’m setting It’s too complicated free, and claiming Let’s see what happens, instead! Chances are, as the old story goes, I’ll learn something and you know how I love that!

And, there’s a bunch of stuff in my closet that’s eagerly awaiting an excursion to a local Clothes Closet!

Here’s the bottom line, though… what I’m really setting free is…

ME

And, no, I’m not at all sure what that will look like. I just know that it’s time! Me, and the Fire Horse who brings intense energy, innovation, and bold action to this year, now. I’ll figure the rest of it out!

ps… start your New Year with much love and a great new tool! Order 2 sets of MetaMod Wisdom Cards, shipped to the same address, and save 20%. Offer limited to in-stock supply. Just click here and the elves will do the magic! And wander… there’s lots of inspiring stuff!

Of mixed traditions and hopeful intentions!

Greetings, this fourth day of Christmas, the feast day of Holy Innocents. And, this third day of Kwanzaa. (I’m pretty sure!) And, Tevet 8 in the Jewish calendar, which marks the completion of the Septuagint (an ancient Greek translation of the Hebrew Torah) making the text more accessible, while also more susceptible to misinterpretation and influence.

Please hear me say that I’m no expert and we really didn’t cover all this in Nursing School or Seminary – though some of that is changing these days!

The bottom line is that our ancient stories and traditions mean different things to different people and that fact lies somewhere between terrifying and infuriating for those who want to choose one meaning for everyone.

We were hugely blessed with a visit from our kids. We put gifts in stockings hand-knitted by several generations and hung ornaments from Baby’s first Christmas to Menorahs.

We painted and baked and ate and told stories. We proof read school assignments and (some of us) worked at on-line scuba training. There was also furniture moving involved! Well, nesting, really. Places supportive of all the creating that goes on around here.

On Friday evening, I had a big ah-hah! I was feeling both inspired and determined by all the enthusiasm and progress around me. (Enthusiasm, by the way, brings a sense of being inspired by the Divine!)

I am declaring the time from now until mid-April to be MY intentional season for magical healing choices!

What might you choose for such an intentional season??? Leave me a comment, below, or email me at suesvoice@gmail.com I’d love to hear!

ps… I suspect Radical Good Trouble will be involved!

pps… prayers, please, for our family as doctors do doctor things on Monday. I’m grateful!!!

One foot in awe, and one in wonder…

That’s what I feel in this moment. And I’m struck by how conscious I am of it! A house full of my dearest ones. Sun setting outside the window. Seasonal bush enjoying decorations. Busy people everywhere!

The grandteens, having constructed a gingerbread house, are busy sketching and painting. The grownups mostly doing work-like things, having conquered the major grocery expedition earlier.

I am noticing and wondering. Waaaayyyy deep!!! You see, I’ve been wandering in the land of the way-back folks. The multitude of humans, each with their own dreams and needs, their awe – and regrets – and wonder back clear to the time when King David walked the Earth.

(I know… there were more before that, but it’s as far as my searching has gotten me, thus far!)

Bits of all those lives and stories, gathered here. New dreams in a context that would probably look unimaginable to many of them and yet, I suspect, there are things that would feel familiar, too. Chaos. Power struggles. Danger.

Not too long after that, as the story goes, a babe was born.

Here’s the part that feels so wild to me…

The message that babe brought is still waiting for us to hear. To claim the awe and wonder of love!

And, perhaps, it’s time for some intentional walking the talk. Not simply in ceremonial ways, but in ways that help others. Those we know and those we don’t. Even if it feels like banging our heads against the wall!

Our Littles are watching! And making meaning!!! Also, joy!!!

With many blessings for you and yours,

ps… there’s still time to join us for the Feminine Frequency Festival! Just click the link and ask to join the Facebook group, which might take a day or so. There are incredible speakers and lots of really cool art. Join me, 12/31/25 for Claiming YOUR Feminine Good Trouble Magic! (Paper & pen, handy. Cuppa, of course, and just enough courage to turn the knob on the door to the future!

Of signs and wonders… and hope, even now!!!

The awesome dude who helps wrangle the lawn/garden/downed tree limbs, etc. was here on Thursday, with his sweet puppy-buddy, Lily. We did a good bit of plotting and planning and made space for Charlie Brown and his friends because – you know – it wouldn’t be Christmas without them!

Rule #1 for this kind of magic is, support the environment! No chemicals. Leaves blown off the driveway and down the hill where they can happily compost without causing mobility challenges. More prep for new rose bushes. You hear me!

Similar tasks are in progress in the studio. Canvases stashed safely. Paint put away. Brushes cleaned. And 4 dining chairs reclaimed from the basement. Yep! Our kids are coming!!!

It’s all about the world our Littles are inheriting!!! And letting those leaves compost, etc. is a holiday gift, even without wrapping paper and bows!

Then there’s another sort of gift… the honeycomb you saw as we began. I found it, just at the base of the grape arbor, about 10 minutes after the garden guy left. Just laying there, face up, right by the driveway.

Now, I’m desperately allergic to bee stings and I’ve had enough practice to be really cautious, but that bit of nature was calling my name. I watched it for several minutes and saw no movement. I nudged it gently with my boot and nothing happened. And I longed to hear its message.

So, I brought it gently inside and searched on my phone for something along the lines of “preserving dry honeycomb”. It now resides, as directed, in a (re-used) plastic bag in the freezer, lest there be mites! (A couple days, according to the directions.)

I shared the photo with some wise on-line friends and one dear heart was curious, too. Here’s a glimpse of what she sent me, after a bit of research… (Yes, AI does have a few uses!)

Finding a dry or empty honeycomb often symbolizes a period of transition, the completion of a cycle, or a call to seek new sources of spiritual nourishment and wisdom. Here are some spiritual meanings associated with a dry honeycomb:

  • A Call for New Growth/Nourishment: The honeycomb typically represents spiritual nourishment and the “sweetness” of divine wisdom or pleasant words. A dry or empty comb might suggest a spiritual emptiness or a lack of fulfillment in your current circumstances, encouraging you to seek out new sources of guidance and enrichment.
  • Renewal and Rebirth: In nature, abandoned combs are often cleaned out by other creatures, leaving an empty cavity for a new colony to inhabit. Spiritually, this can symbolize the potential for renewal and the opportunity to build a new life or pursue a different path, free from past burdens.
  • Diligent Effort and its Rewards: The honeycomb is a powerful symbol of diligence, cooperation, and the rewards of hard work. A dry comb may serve as a reminder to reflect on your efforts; perhaps the rewards of a past endeavor have been fully harvested, or it’s a message to direct your diligence toward a new, fruitful pursuit.
  • Completion and Release: The absence of bees and honey can signify that a phase of life or a project, which once involved collective effort and abundance, has reached its natural conclusion. It may be a sign that it is time to let go and prepare for a new beginning.
  • A Search for Essence: The original honeycomb holds the essence of the bees’ labor and the sweetness of the honey. Finding an empty one might prompt you to look beyond the material or surface-level aspects of life and search for deeper, spiritual meanings or hidden truths (just as honey is “extracted” from the comb). 

Now, I don’t know about you, but I’ll take a boatload of that, just now! In fact, I’ve spent the last few days exploring just such an opportunity which happens to have a whole lot to do with wonders of the natural world!

And, yes… there’s more to come!

For this moment, my unhappy shoulder and I re-scheduled our Feminine Frequency Festival offering to December 31, at 1:20pm ET. Think of it as Magical New Year Prep!!! YOUR first step, still, is joining the Facebook group where the wonder is beginning on the Solstice. Just click here! And, stay tuned! And, spread the word! Love for you to share this post with friends and family…

ps… maybe she brought the beginning of this unfolding wonder! May we have ears to hear!

She Takes Her Place Among the Matriarchs…

You know how, sometimes, things that were familiar in the past seem to carry new meaning when the context changes???

This is just such a thing. My #Insight painting from 2021. And, yes, she appeared, in a dream early this morning, ready to meddle again!

#Insight is one of those painting adventures that’s supposed to mess with your mind! (In a good way!!!) Different strokes and shapes and positions. Symbols everywhere. A way to externalize and claim some of what matters on the road we call life. And, in my case, lots of prayer dots!

Turns out that hearing them in a dream can be just as influential as creating them in the first place!

I want to say this next bit as gently as possible… a bit of intentional vagueness, if you will…

There’s a whole lot of wild stuff going on in this world… in this moment… and it’s pretty much bound to shift some of our internal notions of always and never! And that, dear heart, takes some adapting to. Preferably of the conscious choice sort, rather than the frantic, reactive sort.

Part of my deeply personal adapting is practicing for my upcoming Feminine Frequency offering on December 21. If you’ve been hanging out a while you’ve probably heard me mention that there were some things we didn’t cover in nursing school or seminary. Solstice was, indeed, one of those things!

A literal – and symbolic – turning from dark to light. From death to rebirth, renewal, and hope. And I’m claiming it!!!

In fact, I’m calling you to join me! Let’s turn fear into courage, scraps into wonder, and calling into a path you can actually walk!

And, yes… I have a medicine basket overflowing with tools to do just that! Here’s the thing, though – I can’t do it for you. YOU have to show up for yourself. And for the world. And, yes… it can feel scary to claim our truth!

That’s why I put some blank cards in Grammy’s MetaMod Wisdom Cards! They look like this:

And, yes, the flip side is intentional space for you to claim you! In fact, we’ll make a draft of your first card in our Feminine Frequency circle! You’ll want a cuppa, and something to write on and with.

Where do you long to take YOUR place???

YOUR first Next Right Thing is to click here! Go ask to join the Facebook Group, which might take a day or two. And mark your calendar! Sunday, December 21 at 4:40pm ET. Think of it as claiming light, wherever you might be. And carrying the light forward!

We’ve got this!!! And, it’s free!!!