Not even rain can stop my treks. 💚💚💚Love this truth, so many of us put up shields because of fear…. Fear of being hurt, fear of seeming weak, fear of being vulnerable, fear of feeling something they are not sure or comfortable with. But what happens is you miss out, miss out on happiness, miss out on experiences, you miss out on lessons that help us to grow and heal and most importantly you miss out on recognizing the blessings. Blessings of love, blessings of health, blessings of friendship, blessings of support, blessings of abundance, blessings of opportunities. Stand in the rain of blessings!
Any one that knows me, knows that I love the author Danielle Laporte. Her book The Firestarter sessions was instrumental to me seeing life differently. And I love, love her Truthbombs! Quotes, statements, truths that hit you like a bomb! In your gut, in your soul, in your heart! And here’s the thing, sometimes they speak loudly, the explosion is deafening, and sometimes they don’t. That’s the point, it depends on the moment in your life, the moment in your day, the moment in your spirit. And each individual reads and feels each bomb differently and in a genuine way. I find I can pick one randomly and it resonates….or not. Other times, I know what I am feeling, what is stirring inside and I will search my Truthbombs deck for what organically hits me! I have both volumes of Truthbombs decks and I try to pull from one of them every day.
Lately though I have been doing these long, mindful and soul searching walks. I often go alone and I always go open minded and silent. No music, not often talking but always listening. ( before last year I would have never walked alone….crazy!). So, because of my walks and what they have done for me mentally, I now take my walks to another level. I do a lot of soul searching on them so now I kind of set the tone by going through my decks and pulling the card that makes me say ..”that’s the one!” I take that feeling, that hope, that explanation, that card and I document it on my trek. I see things differently when I go, I notice things around me that I may not have and I really search for where and how to show my truth. It’s always just for me but I share to be inspired I share to be motivated, I share to be consistent, I share to be brave!
So Sunday was my prep day for the week. What’s prep day? I know I am not the only one who does it, if you are a busy woman like I am who wants her family, (my hubby and I) to eat healthy, a prep day is invaluable. If I do not take the time to fill my fridge with healthy, fresh, nutritious food, then what happens most of the time is unhealthy, processed eating! Many nights I don’t get home until 6pm and often too tired to create a healthy homemade meal, and if I do, we don’t eat until 730, even with the hubbys help. So a prep day is necessary, and thank goodness I love cooking as I must admit, a few hours spent in the kitchen is therapeutic for me.
Anyway, it starts with Pinterest, searching yummy healthy meals, salads, marinades and my new discovery…..Buddha bowls. Love the idea, of lots of yummy wholesome goodness in a bowl. Check out some great ideas here. Can’t wait to try some this week. So last week I had prepped a whole bunch of chicken, three different marinades, an Asian, a smoky chipotle one and a seasoned one to go with anything. I grilled them on the BBQ, then portioned them out into the freezer together with some turkey meatballs. Having the protein ready to go is half the battle for me, next I will be doing some marinated pork on the grill. Now I am not a vegetarian at all, but I am not a really big meat eater, usually a little chicken, and I love fish and when it comes to pasta, rice and potatoes, almost never! But healthier stuff takes more prep….processed convenience food is….well, convenient, so I need to have some stuff prepped ahead of time to ensure we eat healthy and just as important, if I devote one day a week to prepping, then every day I spend less time in the kitchen which means I can squeeze in some yoga! I need to do this on this journey of mine.
So what did I do on my prep day? Roasted some beets, sweet potatoes and chick peas for bowls or side dishes. Made a veggie egg strata for breakfasts and lunch, assembled a healthy fruit salad for the week, cooked a pot of quinoa, and baked a healthy chocolate banana bread for my hubby, no sugar or oil….apple sauce, vanilla yogurt and a little honey is all it needs. So a few hours spent in the kitchen is so worth it, and I already have my next day planned out. Make some cauliflower rice, Roast some more veggies, some fennel, zucchini and more beets this time, I also have been craving this spiralized carrot salad so that too is on the menu.
Once again, having a food prep day is invaluable to healthy eating so turn on your favourite music station, (mine is 80s or jazz), don on your apron,sharpen your knives and do it! It’s so worth it! No excuses! 😀😀
Oh my goodness! This is how I feel! I love this! I am on a spiritual, soulful, personal journey of growth and discovery and I am loving it! There are some challenges, setbacks and lessons but so much peace, enthusiasm and joy…..and I want to spread the love!
I Love this!! Every time I see this quote I believe it is me, how I feel!
Are you beloved? Do you feel beloved? Hopefully you do. I am hopeful thinking that we all have people in our lives that dearly love us, that make us feel beloved. A spouse, parent, child….friends! But are you beloved by yourself? Do you love yourself greatly and dearly? Hardest thing to do it seems….but why? I think for some of us, especially women, we are programmed to put others first. Wether it is our spouses, our children or whatever your particular life situation dictates, I think that many of us just do not have any love left to give to ourselves. Unfortunately the other reason is sometimes not that we have no love or energy left but that we simply do NOT love ourselves as we should. Sometimes if you love yourself or God Forbid….make yourself a priority then you are seen as selfish or even conceited or worse…a narcissist!..when really it is not that at all.
But so many of us are not raised to love ourselves, meaning, our parents may have loved us but were we really taught self love? Actually I think self love is not always something taught to us…it can be tough to teach. Rather I believe it is something we observe while growing up, something we digest, something we absorb….through our parents, our friends, tv, social media, magazines. But unfortunately the tv, social media and magazines can crush any chance of you loving yourself. The body image that is showcased, praised and revered is not a realistic one and when that image is not reflected in your mirror, body hate reels it’s ugly head. This has to stop! But the reality is that self love is hard, self body worship is hard and how do we change it?
Well, I think each person’s journey is unique and their own. We each have to figure it out, but since I am on a journey already, I am adding a steep hill to mine. It will be a tough climb and it may be slow going but I am doing it. And this is how…..well first off, I don’t care much about celebrities and celebrities like the K sisters make my toes curl…agh! So I don’t buy into the thought that I have to look like them, dress like them and countour my damn face like them! Please! If I am going to be inspired by famous women and follow them and admire them…it will be because of what they stand behind, what they honor and how they own their body. Adele, Ashley Graham, Mariska Hargitay, and lately I have embraced following many women mastering yoga regardless of size and damn if they don’t rock it! I will saturate my feed with realistic heroines, wellness gurus, and genuine divas whose messages are one of self love, peace, soul searching, and magic! Danielle Laporte, Kris Carr, Emma Mildon and my dear friend at HappinessLight. I will surround myself with people who are happy, real, supportive and love unconditionally. I will see myself through their eyes and I will love and embrace all the things that make us. Personality, attitude, inner beauty, strength, laughter! I will be the type of woman who does not hesitate to support, praise and love other women. I will never look upon other women with jealousy, or intimidation. And finally I will embrace ME and who I am, who I was, what ignites me, what I believe and what I love. I will be open to new discoveries and embrace change. I will rock my own style and not give time or value to critics, negative people and bitter individuals who call themselves “friend”. I will continue to surround myself with positivity, happiness and foster that in my work environment. Yup…that hill to Beloved is there, ahead, calling me and I am climbing it.
It was my birthday yesterday, the day started with me jumping on the scale, after a couple of weeks of being pretty good, I was confident that it would display a happy number…………I gained a pound! I was gutted…frustrated….why? The rest of the day I kept to myself as I reflected on my age, and my weight. Many of my loved ones and dear friends left beautiful heartfelt birthday messages but I couldn’t respond right away. Can’t explain why but I think I really needed to get myself into a better mental state. I went for a long walk, and my mind was swimming, saturated with so many thoughts and feelings. Feelings I needed to harness and write down. It is therapeutic for me to do so, hence this blog. But anyway, I kept thinking about that number…those numbers…..your age, your weight….your followers, your “friends”…..Enough! You are not that number! I am not that number!
Age- so what! Who decided that we should act, look and feel a certain way when we are 30, 40, 50, 80! Once again it is probably culture, society, marketing….who cares…I want to always be me, always feel alive, always be open minded, always be relevant but real. I want to be at the point that I am proud to say how old I am because I don’t look it and I am proud to be someone who is original, funky, true to myself and genuine! I will be honest, when it comes to age, I almost feel that, I am almost there. I believe that is why I have begun this journey. I am eager and excited to learn new things, I am open to change, I am not afraid of it and my arms are wide open to embrace who I am now, who I feel deep down I am…and I don’t care what anyone thinks. It is not to late to find yourself, or go back to who you were. It is not to late to discover what ignites you, for me it is yoga, spiritual learnings, balance of passions, meditation ect…For me this is not a trend. I do only wish I had discovered it earlier but hey…I am only 52, it is not to late!
Followers/friends-who cares! Won’t have much to say about this because it is simple….true friends will not judge, condemn and criticize. They will support, lift up and celebrate! Those are the ones you keep, those are the ones who stick around. Followers? Again, who cares, I want followers who agree, relate, and support and most importantly I do not do what I do or write what I write for others, (if I inspire, I am thrilled) but I do it for me!
Weight- the toughest one. I have battled with this all my life and probably will forever. Although nothing would make me happier then to finally be at peace with that, with me. Once again it is just a number…it does not reflect that I am a strong, successful, inspirational, beautiful woman,(words my loved ones use). When it comes to weight I really wonder if I will ever be happy, if many of us will ever be. I look back at when I was my lightest and I remember thinking I still wanted to lose a another 10. But I have to admit, I felt fabulous. But fast forward 10 pounds heavier and I remember hating myself, less photos, less confidence. Now 20 pounds heavier and I would do anything to be that 10 pounds heavier, 10 pounds ago. I was just never happy no matter what number I was at. I look at myself back in those photos 10, 15 pounds ago and I remember at the time hating how I looked. I see them now, and I think I looked great and I wish I could see that again now. Before I got on that scale yesterday I was feeling good, feeling positive, feeling strong because of changes, changes in health, changes in spirit, changes in strength. Then that number seemed to change everything…for a moment..until I realized. I AM NOT THAT NUMBER!
But here’s the thing, it will not be easy to change my mindset, it is, as I say, part of this journey. And, the past journey plays a part in why I think and feel this way to begin with. I grew up with a mother who always showered us with love and compliments and we never witnessed her give that to herself. I believe I still have never heard my mother say that she believes she is beautiful and amazing. It is still a challenge for her to even accept a compliment. My father was great at letting her know he loved her to the moon and back and thought she was beautiful but she never thought that and I saw this. So that did not help my feelings of myself. That’s not all though, years and years ago I had a pretty major surgery that left me scarred and disfigured and although many people do not see it, I do and it definitely left me with some issues. Issues I am still trying to deal with. Now don’t get me wrong, so many beautiful and wonderful things have contributed to who I am and what I think as well. I continue to be blessed by amazing friends, co workers and family. I have had a good life and I have few regrets. In the end…I hope to never care or dwell on my age and my weight….it does not reflect who I am, what I have accomplished, how I make people feel, how I inspire, how I live my life. It is just a number and I am not that number!