I fall I rise
I weep I smile
I sleep I wake
I shatter I heal
I anger I quiet
I internalize I connect
I fear I hope
I sink I float
I smolder I ignite
I grow
I change
JMJR
February, always a tough month for me as the sun, by now, is a distant longing. Dreaming of rich earth, sand in my toes, and SUP adventures.
The above picture is a reminder of the beauty that is winter here and to bring me back to center. The poem is one I wrote to remind me of the joy that is ever present even in pain.
I really had to dig deep today to become present on the mat. Breathing in the scent of essential oils and lighting a candle brings stillness in body and mind. My favorite go to essential oil is Frankincense. Instant uplift of joy!
With one boy off on a winter camping trip and one on a bouldering day trip, I can take more self care time today.
No phrase resonates with me more than “grief comes in waves” and they are crashing today. The trigger today was a text from my Mom saying Dad has an appointment to discuss surgery options for blocked arteries. My Dad is now 82 and has dementia.
Here is how I love to remember my Dad. The James Dean look and the happiness in his eyes.
So today I need comfort, like a warm blanket and the wood stove blazing.
Today I will share one of my favorite comfort food recipes, the Paleo version of a BLT.
Yes bread or a substitute for it as your base. I love a naan type which when toasted gives it a crunch.
Paleo BLT
Bacon, antibiotic free
Tomato, organic
Spinach, organic
Tahini, as mayo
Avocado, sliced
salt, pepper to taste
Naan
1/2 cup almond flour
1/4 cup tapioca flour
1 cup organic coconut milk
Ghee- clarified butter
Combine almond, tapioca flour and coconut milk in bowl until smooth
Heat skillet add ghee to melt and
Spoon batter into pan, gauging your size. I use a ladle
As with pancakes wait for batter to bubble and fluff before turning
It does take time for these to cook
Remove from pan
Cool and toast to desired crispness
Just feast your eyes on that, so flavorful!
Remember if it brings you joy, do it. It may not be easy every day however it is simple.
The wound is where the light enters you – Rumi
Much Aloha!
Redefining Grief 