This post is part of the Skinny Dip Society Blog Tour! 20 women. 20 days. 20 ways to Feed Your Soul. Free Your Body. Love Your Life. Check out more info after my post! It’s usually with a man I’ve just met. Or not. Maybe our eyes just hold contact long enough to communicate consent. With his right hand on my waist he pulls me close. His other hand holds one of my mine securely in the small space between our chests. It’s best when the music starts slow (like in this song), and he guides me with slight, subtle movements, to fall into
Type “anxiety” into Google. You’ll find something like, “uneasiness of mind”, “emotional distress”, “fear”. (Keep reading, I promise this will end on a positive note!) Anxiety isn’t something I ever felt. Honestly. Sadness, yes. Anger, yes. Jealously, yes. But anxiety? I didn’t even know what the word meant until recently. For years (since my early 20s) I practiced and taught yoga consistently. I didn’t know it at the time, but that lent itself to a life of focus and peace, even among the most uncomfortable situations. It was why I could keep my cool in traffic jams, why I could effortlessly give of myself in social situations, why city
What were your summers like as a kid? Can you remember? My four best friends and I played in streams, built forts in trees, and scripted musicals to perform for our parents (yes, this continued until high school and yes, we were clearly the cool kids). One of my favorite memories though, is of biking a mile down the road. Our first stop would be in the magazine section of the closest pharmacy. You see, we were big, and I mean big *NSync fans. We’d pull every teeny bopper magazine from the shelf, take a seat on the floor of the pharmacy (little weird
These past few weeks I’ve been experimenting with a new diet. The protocol for this diet was developed by a neurosurgeon who’s spent her life studying the connection between the digestive system and the brain. With the goal to heal the gut, to reestablish a healthy balance of bacteria (imbalances lead to anything from allergies to depression and ADHD), she suggests a diet full of bone broth, steamed veggies, and probiotics (kimchi, kefir, etc.). Processed foods are restricted, of course, as are most raw foods for now (ouch, that’s a toughie), grains, fruit, and other natural sweeteners… Wait, rewind. Did you catch that last part? No natural sweeteners.
“What are your dreams?” You’ve been asked it since you were a kid, right? I start coaching sessions with a similar question: “What do you want?” Clear and simple. Or so you’d think. But after so many awkward silences and blank stares, I’ve come to realize that articulating desire, envisioning dreams is something that comes much more naturally to a fourth grader. By the time we hit our 20’s (or if we’re lucky, not til’ our 30’s) something happens. After years of working toward goals (achieving some, falling short of others), years piling on responsibility after responsibility, and years building a life influenced by our
What are you planning to do around 3 pm today? Wait in line at Sbucks? Hang on Gchat to pass the time? Do a little online shopping, perhaps? More importantly, how do you plan to feel? Will you be wide awake, ready to par-tay? Or struggling to keep your eyes open, counting down the minutes til’ you can go home and crash? If you’re anything like me, 3 pm is a critical time. Before I got on my health kick, whether on a train or mid conversation, my body would go into shut down mode. That afternoon slump was seriously kicking my butt. Now? The
It’s nonsense to think you can’t do it. To think you can’t have healthy and delicious in the same spoonful. Below is an oldie but goodie (and by goodie I mean… one of my favorite desserts of all time). This one was a real game changer for me. 4 ingredients. Color like wow. And so simple, so sweet. *Raw* Mango Pie Crust: 1. Process 1 cup almonds with 3/4 cup dates. To check whether or not you’ve processed it enough, squeeze a bit between your fingers. It should stick together. If it doesn’t, add more dates. Press this crust into the bottom of a glass dish