As we move into 2018, I would like to take a moment and let you know that this website is a judgement-free space. Welcoming people with an open mind and loving heart. Let’s be nonresistant when meeting each others. It’s the way to learn and […]
Sometimes, we forget to live our lives. We’re too busy hating who we are… Everyone holds pain deep down – it’s why we go to bed upset, walk down the road and sigh, give up on calling the ones we miss but begrudge. I am […]
They’re tiny and simple – a candid reminder that lasting joy can be found when you least expect it:
1) ME, POTATOES AND A GARDEN: well, one day last spring I was home alone, feeling lonely and forgotten. So I made some mashed potatoes, went outside into the back garden, sat on the grass and ate it. Sky was at dusk, an ant tried crawling up my bowl. Wind was chilly, but I really was at ease.
2) A BENCH, SOME WIND AND A VIEW OF VANCOUVER: this was on my last day of Spring break, which I spent in Vancouver. I’d just finished late lunch, by myself, at a place I really wanted to try before leaving (called cactus club cafe). Went outside, and there was these beautiful waterfront promenade. Found a bench, took a seat, put my feet up, and just existed. It was gusty, but I had my cousin’s warm long coat. My eyes teared (windy!), my heart filled with emotion, and I felt so little in the face on skyscraping beauty 🙂
3) AN ACAI BOWL, UNHAPPY WAITERS, AND A MATURE GUY: not too long ago, I had my first ever acai bowl, somewhere healthy and overpriced in Mexico City. There I was, just me and the acai bowl – all I could feel was bliss. I loved every slurp of it. Why didn’t I try it sooner? Around me, the room was busy with grumpy waiters. Why are they so unhappy, I remember thinking. Would I act the same way, if I were them? All of a sudden, an old guy was sat next to me, at the long communal table. He was by himself, too. And despite his age, he made sure to take a picture of the food before delving in. I thought that was funny. Will I ever do that?
After extensive research (a.k.a. daily visits and hefty bills into my local Verde Bendito) I can successfully report on the fascinating world of matchalicious drinks and healthy nibs in Mexico: 1) LOTS OF RICH MEXICANS – like, every time I’d go, be it at 9 […]
I have learned a lot throughout the last few years: loving my queer heart, embracing this slender body, healing abandonment trauma…
Yet over and over again, I come across days and times when confusion and pain surge high. The more I look into myself, the greater the abyss becomes. Reality is what it is, no point in arguing against it. So then, how do you take care of an aching soul? I’ll write down a simple list (for my information, too!):
-> Welcome the low feelings. Pain confusion resentment and such are legitimate feelings, and it’s only when we attach a negative value meaning that they start hurting. Everything (pain included) comes to pass, not to stay – it shall be well.
-> Do different. Do something different, don’t jump back into the familiar. If your ways of coping with pain haven’t served well (escaping into food, procrastinating, isolating) in the past, why not try something different now?
-> Find one thing you love, that’s fun, cheap, easy to do and serves you well. I like exploring tiny islands in the middle of no where, on Google Maps 🙂
-> Pet a cat, or play with a dog, or sit in the grass and watch the clouds room around.
-> Brush your hair, cherish your body, paint your nails, do your brows, do something loving for your physical body.
-> Go on a date by yourself, take in the decor, savour the food, observe your thoughts, smile to the guy seated next table, go wild and order dessert!
–> Think of your grandma, or someone else who really, truly loved you unconditionally.
-> Create, so write, sing, paint, dance, workout or somehow express yourself. Let the high energy feelings come up and see where that takes you.
-> Keep a Gratitude List: ‘Dear God, I am so grateful for wearing such a comfortable, cute t-shirt today. I am so grateful for meeting sweet, loving people today. I am so grateful for receiving voice texts from my special boy. I am so grateful for my body and senses and kind heart.’ Change Dear God for Life, Creator, Universe… 🙂
Above all, be good to yourself, eat clean, go to bed early and stay open to love and the possibility of more happening for you!
Welcome inside my house here in quaint old England and let’s now take a look at the beauty supplies I use on my face, hair, body and teeth: Handmade soap for when I shower. I’ve been loving Sabio soaps for a while now, though certain ones didn’t quite deliver […]
My poop stinks, and my skin breaks out; I feel like a gross pig and promise myself not to do ever do it again. That’s pretty much the after mayhem of a meal out, and I would love to explore a bit on why that happens:
- Food is information. When eating out, food is most often than not prepared in busy kitchens by stressed out chefs, handled by overworked staff, and brought over by disgruntled servers. Naturally, meals end up vibrationally unbalanced. Not exactly the sort of information our bodies thrive on.
- Maximum results with minimum effort. That’s how we’re designed to function, and copious combos, such as dessert right after the main, violate this very basic principle.
- Drinking and eating is just as dangerous as drinking and driving, and bloated tummies are a direct consequence of that.
- Gluttony hurts. And most of us are guilty of it when eating out.
- Processed is confusing. Anything processed, meaning different from its natural state, confuses the body. Eating some fresh coconut is easy, digesting a coconut curry – and all the added sauces, salt, flavourings, preservatives, maltodextrin, and so on – isn’t. Cause of how messed up and unnatural it all looks like to the already stressed out, overly abused human body.
- Eating consciously. This is not only vital for proper digestion – but also the exact opposite of how we actually eat out in real life: quickly, hectically, ignorantly, immersed in a sea of white noise.
So I am always amazed at the power social conditioning, powerful childhood memories, familiar traditions and mental neurological links our brains’ve developed over time have in making us put ourselves through such a ‘traumatising’ experience over and over again – ironically, for the sake of fun and some good time 😉 Isn’t life wonderful, you get to learn something from literally everything!