I’ve been thinking about this for a while now. As I continue to dive deeper into my relationship with myself, with my personal yoga practice and healthy living this has been coming up a lot for me recently. And even more so with the clients I see. So often, people ask me what is the best type of exercise to get the body they want, the results they desire, or the energy they’re craving. I am discouraged by this questions a lot. Why? I… Read More
I remember the first time I couldn’t fit into a pair of jeans that I swore I’d had forever. It was as if they were always going to fit, no matter what they were my trusty go-to pair. I remember thinking that I’d gained weight and as I pinched my love handles I thought about how I could change this part of my body. I was 14. Clearly amidst the changes of puberty, though I’d had my period for three years already my whole body… Read More
This week has been what has felt like a rollercoaster. It’s been full of such enjoyable highs and extreme lows. And I’m not alone, there’s so much anxiety in the air right now, collectively among many of us about the current state and future of the world and particularly America. It’s enough sometimes to think about our own lives, then the lives of people we love, on top of an entire nation. That’s a lot to carry, I tell ya. Nearly everyone in my close… Read More
I haven’t written a post in a while. I could start to tell you that I’ve been uninspired. Truthfully, I told myself that, and even believed it for a little while too, honestly. But the more I thought about it the more I realized that actually it hasn’t been from lack of inspiration. I’ve got recipes rolling out left and right (just not posted) and I’ve a steady stream of article ideas going constantly in my mind, and some even written and not shared. No what… Read More
We often wonder if we’re on the right path. If where we’re headed is the right way and if our direction will lead us to where we want to be. Is our life’s purpose guiding us correctly, or is there interference between our heart and minds? The truth is, we’re only “there” for a short period, and then we move on to a different path. Some paths we stay connected to and become integrated in us as a part of our lives, but still, every… Read More
Over the past two years I’ve done a lot of personal development into my spiritual connection. By this I mean feeling the spirit of all living things, of nature, of humans, animals, stars, moon and Earth and how all of it makes me feel more connected to myself. Much of this inquisition has happened through practice and diligence. Much more of it has happened through push-back, difficulties and challenges where I’ve been forced to sit with myself in situations where I’d just rather avoid… Read More
In 2005 before I started having severe arthritic symptoms, before my fingers became stiff and my knees too weak to walk, before any diagnosis, the world was at my feet. I had the freedom of movement. I enjoyed it largely as an active teenager running around full of energy and an active member of the volleyball team. When disease struck the confines of my bed were mostly what I spent the next months surrounded by. I felt robbed of my independence, of my will and… Read More
Last week I had the privilege of participating in an online chat discussing living with arthritis with Emma from The Bacon Mum, Erin from Enjoying this Journey and Kat of The Primordial Table. Thanks to A Clean Plate the Autoimmune Connection is a web series that discussing all things related to autoimmunity. It serves as a way to bring together various bloggers, health and wellness experts to discuss autoimmunity, the autoimmune protocol and act as a resource to those dealing with different challenges throughout their… Read More
The sky was misting that morning, releasing energy as we had as a group the past day of our retreat. We woke up to a much cooler day, less sun than prior and yet so much more life in us. I took my orange tea out on the wooden deck, pulled my hooded raincoat over my head and began to sip. I watched as Black Jack, the black stallion, paced along the fence. The foliage peaked through the wet fog. Sip. I drank my tea,… Read More