Nourishment, Joy and Healing Through Food at Intersein
I recently learned a saying in Germany that goes, “The path to love is through the stomach.” There are similar truisms in the U.S., and I would guess many places around the world. Food is an absolutely central part of not only human existence, but also human connection. It identifies and differentiates cultures and ethnic groups, gives us energy to sustain our bodies, roots us to our families, communities and history, and allows us to create both traditional and original dishes and flavors. For me, it is one of the most enjoyable aspects of being human!
But food nourishes us much more than just our physical beings. It feeds our very spirits and nourishes our souls. Take for example, African American cuisine, whose ‘soul food' helped to create and maintain strength and joy within the family and home, regardless of external life conditions. Their traditional dishes continue to be an important connection to their culture, history and ancestry. I believe we all have our own versions of ‘soul food’, its scents, flavors and textures that both comfort and remind us where we come from. If we are truly present with ourselves and the plate before us, then food can call us back to our spiritual, blood and land ancestral roots.
At Intersein Center for Mindful Living, food is one of the main nourishments of the community and an absolute highlight to experience. Since sampling my very first meal there, I could immediately feel the amount of love, care and attention that goes into its preparation. First off, all the food at Intersein is organically sourced (extraordinary in my opinion). And we’re not just talking about the majority of the food but every single item from the wide range of spices, herbs, bulk grains and legumes, fruit and vegetables, teas and coffee, honey, olive oil, bread, nuts and seeds and all the other condiments, canned goods and baking supplies that are used. A few baked goods or cakes that are not organic will occasionally make their way into the dining hall but they are a rare pastime.
Every week organic produce is delivered to Intersein.
The store-house of organic bulk, dry and canned goods used for every meal.
While food has the potential to heal us, promote good health and connect us to the planet, it can also make us very sick. It can be quite toxic if we are not mindful about what kinds of food we are putting in our bodies, where it has come from or how it was processed. Mindful consumption of edible foods is one of the most significant parts of nourishing and healing ourselves. If we are unable to properly nourish ourselves through wholesome foods that our bodies and minds need, many other parts of our lives will suffer.
The Intersein diet is mainly vegan with some lacto-ovo options like butter, milk, cheese and yogurt, which had in past years been obtained locally from farms in the surrounding region. The availability of dairy products at Intersein is primarily cultural as these foods have been important staples of the German diet for millennia. Intersein founder, Karl Riedl explained to me that German dinners often consisted of bread and butter, or ‘Butterbrot’ in German, with slices of hearty bread always slathered with plenty of butter.
The cuisine at Intersein is simple, tasty and high-quality. It is both sustaining and light so our mindfulness practice can more easily be focused. One rarely feels heavy or weighed down by the meals. This is especially true for dinner which is typically light, such as a hearty veggie soup or savory porridge, given the community evening meditation at 8 pm. All of the meals intermix Ayurvedic and traditional Chinese medicine to be both nourishing and healing. A good example of this is the rice congee served for breakfast every morning which combines fresh carrots, Wakame seaweed, ginger and salt, for a light, warming and nurturing start to the practice day.
Ancient grains such as buckwheat, millet, faro and spelt are often used with gluten-free options available. Some Intersein specialties are buckwheat and vegetable casserole with Tahini sauce, polenta pizza, hand-crafted focaccia made from spelt flour, roasted root vegetables with leeks and fennel, and creamy coconut stewed Rhubarb flowers. Helga proudly claims the latter as one of Intersein’s most unique and special dishes, claiming to be the only center that cooks Rhubarb flowers. Creative with their flavors, Intersein has found a way to make this interesting flower into a surprisingly delicious dish.
Fresh Rhubarb from the garden that are allowed to flower to make an Intersein delicacy.
Equally delicious and an all-time favorite at Intersein is Helga’s Rhubarb crumble made from freshly grown Rhubarb from the garden. This dessert would be considered pretty sour by American standards but for most Germans is reminiscent of their childhood. Intersein also makes their own special version of pesto and other herb dips made from freshly picked herbs or beets, along with spices and a base of either almonds, sunflower seeds or soy cream. These mouth-watering spreads are a culinary genius and can be relished at any of the three meals offered each day. Stay posted for some Intersein recipes coming soon!
Beetroot sunflower seed dip and vegan pesto from freshly picked herbs.
Potatoes and cabbage, being German staples, are also staples on the Intersein menu. Traditional German and Bavarian dishes typically served with meat are always prepared vegetarian and very often vegan.
During the warmer months, fresh herbs are picked in the nearby fields and meadows to make gourmet salads abundant with nettle leaves (watch out for an occasional sting!), cleavers, ribwort plantain, young spruce tree tips, Large sorrel, wild radish, young European Beech tree leaves and much more. Edible flowers decorate the top of the salad adding a colorful and lovely mixture that include dandelion flowers, forget-me-nots, clover and delicate purple and white flowers like bellflower and Persian speedwell. In the warmer months, Intersein grows its own vegetables along with a smorgasbord of herbs like oregano, sage, mint, lemon verbena and more.
A beautiful (and delectable!) Intersein salad topped with edible flowers from a nearby meadow.
For the majority of Intersein’s 18-year existence, all of the cooking was shared among the resident practitioners. In more recent years, Intersein hired a cook to help lighten the load of the community’s work, including its founding teachers Karl and Helga. In addition, Helga takes part in all decisions about the food, while allowing the inspiration, creativity and care of the cook, Alexander to do his wonders in the kitchen.
A youthful and bright young practitioner named Jara taught me to identify, taste and collect over a dozen edible herbs and flowers in a span of less than two hours! What a precious learning experience! Jara’s love and care for plants stems from a very nurturing upbringing in a Christian-based community in Northern Germany, where she became interested in permaculture, learning about edible plants and herbs. One of her favorite edible flowers is the garlic mustard weed because of its nutty, slightly spicy taste. Little did we know before meeting Jara, the impressive abundance of edible herbs in this region!
Various edible herbs and flowers from the surrounding property.
During our first week at Intersein during one of our precious ‘lazy days’, (aka unscheduled free days), we were so taken by the beauty and enchantment of the fields around us that we jumped around like bunnies and calfs, munching on wild flowers and letting our inner playfulness go. We later joked about skipping lunch that day and just foraging off field greens and flowers but our hungry bellies beckoned us back knowing we would be thanking ourselves later for the delicious nourishment we would soon receive. Gratefully, we followed the insight of our stomachs, smiling to one another at the fun atmosphere we had cultivated together.
Our magical first week at Intersein enjoying some of the more fun and tasty parts of nature ;)
Not only is food a delectable part of the experience at Intersein but is a deep expression of their practice. All meals are eaten in silence so care and attention can be given to every bite of food, inviting each person to slow down and truly savor the many flavors and textures they are experiencing. And to more easily appreciate the nourishment being received.
It is clear that the food at Intersein is a beautiful offering of love and practice, and a huge part of my experience there. Although the food wasn’t the same ‘soul food’ of my family, ancestry or culture, it reminded me of home, of a meal cooked with love by my Grandmother or Mom. Food that nourished my spirit as well as my practice. I genuinely aspire to enjoy every meal, every bite of food with the same amount of presence and care that I did while at Intersein. Remembering the essence of those meals still lingers sweetly on my tongue.
Sharing a meal together as a community of friends and practitioners.
The History of Intersein - A Dharma Talk by Karl Riedl
During our four week immersion at Intersein Center for Mindful Living, we were so curious to learn the history behind this impressive long-standing lay practice center. So we asked Founders Karl and Helga Riedl to share with us from the beginning the making of Intersein and how it all begin. They generously agreed, offering a Dharma talk to the entire community at Intersein and how the seeds of their practice started in Plum Village.
Please enjoy this rich and fascinating history in the words of Dharma Teacher Karl Riedl . . .
Our Great Mindful Launch! (aka Adventurous Detours of our First 2 Weeks)
Guden tag dear community and big smiles from Germany! :)) We have officially arrived, ich bin angekommen, and are off to a wonderful start to our project!
While other posts can cover the community magic of the two centers we have visited, I can’t help but share some of the more fun and funny side stories and excursions on our trip so far.
Where to begin?! First off, we departed our temporary work-life as the resident practitioners at A Quiet Place Molalla, (in northwest Oregon), in a haste but with boundless warmth in our hearts. Our experience there was one of great joy, along with unbelievable generosity from the Quiet Place community and the wider Sangha in Oregon. Practicing with the community there set a beautiful tone and a gas tank full of gratitude for us to go out into the world to discover community … Thank you to everyone that was part of our Oregon chapter.
After packing every inch of David’s 2005 Hyundai Accent, we made the 5-hour car trip to Bellingham, WA, to say one final farewell, (and multiple hugs) to my parents, to leave the rest of our belongings at my Dad’s house (not the first time in my life), and to pack for the next 8 + months of our international mindfulness tour. Astonishing that I can survive 8 months with just one bag!!
Just a shuttle, plane trip, and a train ride away we found ourselves on the bustling streets of New York City. While en route to our first community on the East Coast, we squeezed in a short and last visit with my Brother who I won’t be seeing for the next whole year.
Being in New York is a bit like visiting the circus, there is so much to look at and be amazed by, and so many sensations being roused.
Looking up at the tall sky scrapers is like peering up at the trapeze artists standing on high on their miniature platforms, in sheer awe at the height they and these structures can take. Very occasionally even New Yorkers will take a brief pause in midst of their busy lives to pay respect to the high rises that make this city so famous.
And the New York metro is a clown circus during rush hour. Everyone going every which way, complete and udder madness if you’re not used to it, resembling a true daily life circus, yet somehow there is a system to it all.
After this brief and intense city visit, (including a wonderful stay with my Bro and his partner), we made our first ‘official’ stop on our world tour project: Morning Sun Mindfulness Community. As we entered the serene peace and quiet of the forest, this calm blanket began to ground us once again in the energy of mindfulness.
Morning Sun, situated in southwest New Hampshire, spans 250 acres of forest which includes protected land that cannot be developed or built on. The combination of natural beauty, depth of practice offered by the community, and tremendous warmth and ease, makes it a shining example of the kind of community where I hope to put down roots someday. After a beautiful yet quick farewell to the Morning Sun crew, we bussed it to Logan International Airport in Boston for our red-eye flight to Frankfurt.
Being averse to airplane food and a bit of a health food snob, I always prepare plenty of wholesome snacks to munch on during these long transcontinental flights. Unfortunately, I ran out of time to bake the organic purple sweet potatoes I had bought several days earlier from the Coop in Keene, a college town close to Morning Sun. I couldn’t bear to let these prized taters go to the wayside so I brought them along in hopes that somewhere in the Airport we would find a microwave to cook them. No such luck.
Disappointed, but still determined, I went from food vendor to food vendor, persistently and hopefully inquiring about their cooking capabilities. I feared that either we would be eating raw sweet potatoes in flight, or that these precious tubers would find their way to German soil. I was dissatisfied with either scenario.
Finally, a ray of sunshine appeared as I spotted a Sparro’s Pizza and went to try my luck. After explaining my situation with the sweet potatoes, this kind, unassuming Sweet Potato Bodhisattva not only took pity on sweet little me and my sweet sweet potatoes, but generously wrapped each potato lovingly in aluminum foil, placing them carefully on a pan at the back of the fire roasting oven.
Success!! Not a minute to spare before our plane departed, I ran back to retrieve my prized sweet potatoes, which were roasted to perfection. As others grudgingly opened their prepackaged snacks and peanut bags, we smiled at our freshly roasted spuds, enjoying every bite of prized nourishment. Deep bows to the kind staff at Sparro’s for their supreme generosity and kindness.
We arrived in Frankfurt at 11 am local time and a day later than when we left. Germany welcomed us with splendidly clear skies which apparently had been the first time in weeks. Only days prior, snow and frost still covered parts of the country. Somehow, we helped bring the sunshine and have been enjoying the first appearances of spring ever since.
I am already loving Germany! The countryside landscape is absolutely stunning and everything seems to come out of a fairytale. Rolling hills, open meadows with wild flowers and herbs, enchanting little cottage like homes, chapels on hilltops and all sorts of cafes and bakeries. And everything is so well maintained here! I can definitely feel the German work ethic coming through in the manicured gardens and lawns, and all-around cleanliness that Germany offers.
We had an entire day to kill in Frankfurt before a night bus to our first Euro community destination. We decided it would be much nicer to roam around outside and enjoy the beautiful sunshine than cooped up in some museum, however many stars they have on Trip Advisor. We elected to try our luck at the Frankfurt Zoo. At just 10 Euros a pop this zoo is a steal!
I have not visited the zoo since learning the practice so was surprised at what a mindfulness practice it can be. Nothing can bring you more fully into the present moment than being up close to animals, especially remarkably enormous ones like a rhino or hippopotamus as they are feeding. You can feel the tremendous power of these amazing creatures, and sense their deep presence just by being around them. But the most unforgettable encounter was our visit to the great apes.
Observing the gorillas and bonobos, I was so keenly aware that they are our ancestors. Their mannerisms, facial expressions, and hands resemble our own. After many minutes of simply watching these incredible creatures, I realized we were the only people left in the exhibition.
As I turned the corner to visit the gorillas once more before the zoo closed, I saw a female gorilla with her tiny baby on her back. She was pacing back and forth near the window and for a brief minute she stopped and I peered into her eyes. The intensity and depth of her stare was almost startling and I quickly got into a crouched position so she would not feel threatened. Or perhaps it was an instinctual reaction out of respect for this great being. Either way, I felt in total awe of her presence.
After a short while, David joined me along with the zoo keeper. She informed us that this female had had twins recently but that one of them had not survived. The other, also sick after birth was nursed back to health by this woman. Every day, the zoo keeper would show the baby to her mother so she would know her baby was alright. Eventually when the gorilla baby was strong enough, she was returned, literally from human arms to her gorilla mother’s arms, and to the gorilla pack.
Since then, every time the zoo keeper goes near, the mother gorilla comes out to show her baby to the zoo keeper, so she knows that her baby is alright. We were there to witness this incredible human-animal connection.
Fully aware of the sensations in my body, my breath moving in and out of my lungs, I delicately walked away from the great ape exhibit, enjoying every step, every breath and feeling truly grateful to be alive. (What a great fortune to have been born a human, and to fully witness this miracle of life.)
Guden tag dear community and big smiles from Germany! :)
We have officially arrived, ich bin angekommen, and are off to a wonderful start to our project!
While other posts can cover the community magic of the two centers we have visited, I can’t help but share some of the more fun and funny side stories and excursions on our trip so far.
Where to begin?! First off, we departed our temporary work-life as the resident practitioners at A Quiet Place Molalla, (in northwest Oregon), in a haste but with boundless warmth in our hearts. Our experience there was one of great joy, along with unbelievable generosity from the Quiet Place community and the wider Sangha in Oregon. Practicing with the community there set a beautiful tone and a gas tank full of gratitude for us to go out into the world to discover community … Thank you to everyone that was part of our Oregon chapter.
After packing every inch of David’s 2005 Hyundai Accent, we made the 5-hour car trip to Bellingham, WA, to say one final farewell, (and multiple hugs) to my parents, to leave the rest of our belongings at my Dad’s house (not the first time in my life), and to pack for the next 8 + months of our international mindfulness tour. Astonishing that I can survive 8 months with just one bag!!
Just a shuttle, plane trip, and a train ride away we found ourselves on the bustling streets of New York City. While en route to our first community on the East Coast, we squeezed in a short and last visit with my Brother who I won’t be seeing for the next whole year.
Being in New York is a bit like visiting the circus, there is so much to look at and be amazed by, and so many sensations being roused.
Looking up at the tall sky scrapers is like peering up at the trapeze artists standing on high on their miniature platforms, in sheer awe at the height they and these structures can take. Very occasionally even New Yorkers will take a brief pause in midst of their busy lives to pay respect to the high rises that make this city so famous.
And the New York metro is a clown circus during rush hour. Everyone going every which way, complete and udder madness if you’re not used to it, resembling a true daily life circus, yet somehow there is a system to it all.
After this brief and intense city visit, (including a wonderful stay with my Bro and his partner), we made our first ‘official’ stop on our world tour project: Morning Sun Mindfulness Community. As we entered the serene peace and quiet of the forest, this calm blanket began to ground us once again in the energy of mindfulness.
Morning Sun, situated in southwest New Hampshire, spans 250 acres of forest which includes protected land that cannot be developed or built on. The combination of natural beauty, depth of practice offered by the community, and tremendous warmth and ease, makes it a shining example of the kind of community where I hope to put down roots someday. After a beautiful yet quick farewell to the Morning Sun crew, we bussed it to Logan International Airport in Boston for our red-eye flight to Frankfurt.
Being averse to airplane food and a bit of a health food snob, I always prepare plenty of wholesome snacks to munch on during these long transcontinental flights. Unfortunately, I ran out of time to bake the organic purple sweet potatoes I had bought several days earlier from the Coop in Keene, a college town close to Morning Sun. I couldn’t bear to let these prized taters go to the wayside so I brought them along in hopes that somewhere in the Airport we would find a microwave to cook them. No such luck.
Disappointed, but still determined, I went from food vendor to food vendor, persistently and hopefully inquiring about their cooking capabilities. I feared that either we would be eating raw sweet potatoes in flight, or that these precious tubers would find their way to German soil. I was dissatisfied with either scenario.
Finally, a ray of sunshine appeared as I spotted a Sparro’s Pizza and went to try my luck. After explaining my situation with the sweet potatoes, this kind, unassuming Sweet Potato Bodhisattva not only took pity on sweet little me and my sweet sweet potatoes, but generously wrapped each potato lovingly in aluminum foil, placing them carefully on a pan at the back of the fire roasting oven.
Success!! Not a minute to spare before our plane departed, I ran back to retrieve my prized sweet potatoes, which were roasted to perfection. As others grudgingly opened their prepackaged snacks and peanut bags, we smiled at our freshly roasted spuds, enjoying every bite of prized nourishment. Deep bows to the kind staff at Sparro’s for their supreme generosity and kindness.
We arrived in Frankfurt at 11 am local time and a day later than when we left. Germany welcomed us with splendidly clear skies which apparently had been the first time in weeks. Only days prior, snow and frost still covered parts of the country. Somehow, we helped bring the sunshine and have been enjoying the first appearances of spring ever since.
I am already loving Germany! The countryside landscape is absolutely stunning and everything seems to come out of a fairytale. Rolling hills, open meadows with wild flowers and herbs, enchanting little cottage like homes, chapels on hilltops and all sorts of cafes and bakeries. And everything is so well maintained here! I can definitely feel the German work ethic coming through in the manicured gardens and lawns, and all-around cleanliness that Germany offers.
We had an entire day to kill in Frankfurt before a night bus to our first Euro community destination. We decided it would be much nicer to roam around outside and enjoy the beautiful sunshine than cooped up in some museum, however many stars they have on Trip Advisor. We elected to try our luck at the Frankfurt Zoo. At just 10 Euros a pop this zoo is a steal!
I have not visited the zoo since learning the practice so was surprised at what a mindfulness practice it can be. Nothing can bring you more fully into the present moment than being up close to animals, especially remarkably enormous ones like a rhino or hippopotamus as they are feeding. You can feel the tremendous power of these amazing creatures, and sense their deep presence just by being around them. But the most unforgettable encounter was our visit to the great apes.
Observing the gorillas and bonobos, I was so keenly aware that they are our ancestors. Their mannerisms, facial expressions, and hands resemble our own. After many minutes of simply watching these incredible creatures, I realized we were the only people left in the exhibition.
As I turned the corner to visit the gorillas once more before the zoo closed, I saw a female gorilla with her tiny baby on her back. She was pacing back and forth near the window and for a brief minute she stopped and I peered into her eyes. The intensity and depth of her stare was almost startling and I quickly got into a crouched position so she would not feel threatened. Or perhaps it was an instinctual reaction out of respect for this great being. Either way, I felt in total awe of her presence.
After a short while, David joined me along with the zoo keeper. She informed us that this female had had twins recently but that one of them had not survived. The other, also sick after birth was nursed back to health by this woman. Every day, the zoo keeper would show the baby to her mother so she would know her baby was alright. Eventually when the gorilla baby was strong enough, she was returned, literally from human arms to her gorilla mother’s arms, and to the gorilla pack.
Since then, every time the zoo keeper goes near, the mother gorilla comes out to show her baby to the zoo keeper, so she knows that her baby is alright. We were there to witness this incredible human-animal connection.
Fully aware of the sensations in my body, my breath moving in and out of my lungs, I delicately walked away from the great ape exhibit, enjoying every step, every breath and feeling truly grateful to be alive. (What a great fortune to have been born a human, and to fully witness this miracle of life.)