I am excited to be blogging again. The change in name reflects a change in focus lately. Over the past few years there have been several events in my life that have helped me shift my perspective to matters that I may not have considered without those catalysts. I am grateful for the opportunity to grow. In that vein, I'd like to bring some of the inspiration and energy to you. I'm just beginning on this road to better health and self awareness, and my insights are in their infancy. There are many people out there - raw foodists, holistic practitioners, nutritional coaches, people who have influenced my thinking - who I feel have much to offer. I'm in the process of extending the invitation to several of these to have a short, informal interview featured here on Resonant Frequency. I look forward to featuring them over the coming months.
Because after all, who wants to hear me talk all the time?
I remember....once upon a time....there was a concept in my life called 'privacy'. It was a simple thing, primarily manifested in the closed bathroom door during an uninterrupted poo. These days? Privacy is a sorely missed luxury of life BC. (And as anyone with children knows, BC in our worlds means "Before Child".)
I realized that I have instilled no such concept in Maddy. The 'ah-ha' moment was when she was on the potty the other day and I heard her ask the nanny to "come and keep me company". Oh boy, if that doesn't deserve hazard pay I don't know what does!
My child is also well known for wanting to cuddle while you're sitting on the loo. Again, this is likely caused by my attempting to foster a close bond when young. Breastfeeding on the toilet....familiar, anyone? Ay yi yi. I have created a monster. She wants us to hug her while she poops. No, I'm not kidding. She asks us often to "come hug me" while she's busy 'getting busy'. (Which is what we tell the boys to do when we let them outside. "Get busy, boys!" But we don't have to hug them while they do it.)
I'm not complaining. I'm ruminating about how having a child changes *everything*. One day, when she's in the middle of teen angst and walks around with headphone in her ears (I saw a young man doing this in the grocery store the other day while shopping with his parents - sorry, that's NOT going to fly in my world!) trying to stay in her private world without her old fuddy duddy parents harshing her mellow, I will miss these days.
I don't know when I've ever wanted hot roasted nuts so much. But when
you combine a trip to the Yankee Candle Outlet in Deerfield, MA with
Day 7 of a Master Cleanse, you've got the makings for an experience
that will leave you dreaming about hot roasted nuts.
kind of fun to just say hot roasted nuts. Try it. See? It's fun!
And a little naughty. But fun and completely innocent. Especially if
you're talking about the real thing from NYC that they sell on the
street corners. ::drool::
And? Yankee Candle sells FUDGE! Oh
my, fudge and I are very good friends. Granted, it's the kind of
friendship where you feel taken advantage of but you keep coming back
for more....but yes, we are good friends. However, I did NOT cave!
me back up a bit. I have been really into healthy eating and raw foods
ever since I went on an elimination-type plan in December of 2008. I
lost weight, I felt great, I started investigating more into the
amazing world of raw and whole foods. I'm a foodie. Always have been,
always will be. So combining a healthier lifestyle with amazing food?
A win win! This Master Cleanse is a tool to help me clear my body of
some toxins I've let build up over the past few months by eating
refined, processed foods. You can find out more about MC here.
I am sure there are mixed feelings about fasting. It is working for me
and I am happy with that. Back to the point - the smells were divine.
I didn't *need* to eat the food. The smells made me so happy. Hey -
you can take the fudge out of the girl, but you can't take the foodie
out of the girl!
While there I picked up this book for Maddy. I love the photos and so does she!
Who doesn't love a good Bambi story? Yes the title may be Lost in the Woods, but he does find his mommy. And they live happily ever after.