Monday Mantra: Satisfaction

A mantra is a sound, syllable, word, or group of words that is considered capable of "creating transformation".

Every Monday I will post a new thought, idea, or focus for the week. When you need a breather from life, when you need a little inspiration, or when you're about to jump over the conference table and strangle your co-worker, remember the mantra.

Monday Mantra: Action is the way

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I always thought the mark of being an adult could be acquired with one swift move. Something so accurate that, once done, I would feel it hit my bones and grab my soul and poof - I would officially be an adult. I would be the thing I had been trying to be my whole, little kid life.

I thought the key to this was in the simple purchase of a tape measure. I had seen my mother, my grandparents, and all of their friends with it and, in my mind, it was an absolute necessity to being a real, legit grown up. It was one of the very first things I bought for my apartment to solidify my adult status.

"There," I thought. "Now I am officially an adult. Now I've got it all together, I've got everything I need, it's all figured out, I will be satisfied."

But I am never satisfied.

Nothing is ever that simple.

Nothing is ever enough.

Every time I reach a goal that I've set for myself, I immediately turn around and set my sights on a new challenge, another thing to be/do/accomplish, and I'm right back where I started. Ground zero.

This is both a blessing and a curse. It drives me to work harder, try new things, and never settle, never give up. But it's also the reason I alternate between being a blonde, a brunette (and most recently, a redhead) and why I go to school forever and ever, learning everything from architecture to medicine. I am never satisfied.

Because of this, of me being me, I've decided the only way to any satisfaction is hidden in the word itself. I must take action to find satisfaction. And when I've lost it, once again as I always do and always will, I must take new actions. It must be a wheel, ever turning, of yearning to grow, planting the seeds, reaching my goal...and starting all over again.

Action is the way.

Monday Mantra: Wrong

A mantra is a sound, syllable, word, or group of words that is considered capable of "creating transformation".

Every Monday I will post a new thought, idea, or focus for the week. When you need a breather from life, when you need a little inspiration, or when you're about to jump over the conference table and strangle your co-worker, remember the mantra.

Monday Mantra: Just…stop

For a long time I thought about writing something about religion on here, but I try to be very cautious with this hot topic item because it really, truly makes people go crazy. Like, freak-out-and-yell-at-you-because-you-don't-believe-what-they-believe kind of crazy. I don't like crazy. Crazy is exhausting. But I had an assisted epiphany this weekend and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Thus, this post.

When I was a little girl I went to worship service every Sunday, thought of my church as one of the happiest, funnest, best places to spend my time, and said my prayers nightly. I even made a promise to God that I would never be one of those adults who forgot to say their prayers each night. 

When I was a teenager I slept in and missed some services, I felt less and less comfortable at church, and I completely forgot about my prayer promise to God. I would pray occasionally, but it was usually only when I needed something.

In my early 20's I suddenly remembered my promise and it bothered me greatly that I had broken it for so long. I also realized that I didn't need a building to worship in. I could do that anywhere, any time, any way I wanted. Now, I pray every single night - when I need guidance and when I'm just grateful for my awesome life. I go to church when I go home and visit my mom, but church doesn't mean anything specific to me anymore. I stopped believing everything that was being shoved down my throat and I started believing what made sense and felt inherently right to me. I've never felt closer to the God I believe in and I feel like I have an amazing relationship with my God, but because I'm not a text-book believer I'm constantly being told how wrong I am. 

Wrong because I don't think homosexuals are or should be going to hell because they have a different sexual preference. Wrong because I don't think it's wrong to live with your significant other before you're married. Wrong because I don't necessarily think the Bible is the end-all, be-all of everything because I wasn't around a kajillion years ago when it was written and I don't know if it's been interpreted correctly, if it's real, if it's stories, or if it's a bunch of tests meant to make us really think and half of us are failing them because we don't actually get the message trying to be delivered. 

I'm wrong because I freely admit that I don't know. 

I'm wrong because I don't know what God looks like or if God is a person, a universe, or the Wizard of Oz. Wrong because I believe in a God that is kind, loving, and compassionate and understands that being a person is absolutely the hardest thing in the world to do. I am wrong because I don't stand up and agree 100% with something that can't be proven. I am wrong because I admit to the idea that I could be wrong in what I believe, even if it feels right to me. 

When I get told how wrong I am and how my soul is in danger, I like to remind people of all of the other things that I very clearly have not done wrong in life. For example, I'm not a serial killer. Pretty sure that's a big win right there.  I've never touched a drug in my life, I don't lie, steal, or cheat. I don't torture animals and I don't take candy from babies. I'm financially independent, I pay my taxes on time, I have never stopped pursuing knowledge, I donate to charities, I hate Monsanto (uh, this should count as extra special bonus points), and I usually, mostly, almost always drive the speed limit. Ultimately, even though I fail at this all the time, I am in a constant state of trying to be a good, kind, open-minded person who loves and respects everyone. 

But apparently, none of that matters because my boyfriend and I are buying a house together, and *gasp* will be living in it - together! And we're not married! Everyone should start wearing black around me because hell is right around the corner, or so I'm told.

Here's my frustration, if you haven't already picked up on it.

I really, truly don't care what other people believe in. If you're Atheist and happy, I'm happy for you. If you're a Catholic-Hindu-Hippie and happy with that, I'm happy for you. It is completely beyond my interest to judge you on what you believe in. In turn, I very much expect this same respect back. I don't want what someone else believes to be pushed and shoved and forced at me every 5 seconds. When that happens, I believe you less. I think you are the one who is unsure. I think you are actually quite afraid. Afraid that you might be wrong, afraid that there's more to all of this than you think, afraid that you can't control me. 

One more time, in case you missed it.
You. Can't. Control. Me. 
Or anyone. You absolutely, positively, cannot force someone to believe what you believe.

The harder you shove anything at someone, the more they'll go the opposite direction. I'm positive this has been proven 41,738,362 times and yet there are people out there who do it daily. Find a new hobby, people. This one is dead.

I'll bet you $10 right now that I'm going to be told my Burn in Hell chances just increased because I wrote this post. 

I'll be Googling flame retardant clothing if you need me. 

In the World of Wellness: Summertime Skin Health

Wellness is a term widely used that has multiple meanings around health and positive life style changes leading to well-being. Here we will use the term "wellness" as a means of defining a life free from disease as well as a way to explore alternative medicines, what they offer, and what this could mean for you.

Every month I'll do a post on a health and wellness related topic. This will give you a chance to explore other options, become informed, and make the best overall decision for your own well-being.

In the World of Wellness: Protect what you have control over

Question: What is the largest organ of the body?
Answer: Your skin

Most people get that one wrong.

I wrote this post a couple of years ago, but with summer creeping up on us I thought it was beneficial to dust it off, update it a bit, and share again.

Skin Health: What You Need to Know NOW

Ever since I was a little girl I thought it was odd how people thought the sun caused cancer. The sun that helps flowers blossom, vegetables and fruit grow, gives us the tans we all so dearly strive for (which, in turn, supplies us with much needed vitamin D). The sun that we all look forward to, to come out and melt the snow and heat up our pools and lakes so we can go swimming. I never understood this fear of the sun. Especially since I love it. I love its warmth, the way it makes me feel tingly and heats my skin up when I'm outside. There is nothing I don't like about the sun.

My whole life I have doubted the sun and cancer theory. One day school I got the answers to this problem that plagued me. It's not the sun after all. Nope. Not the sun. In fact, it's actually us and the decisions we make without even realizing it.

Let me explain.

Your skin is the largest organ of your body. That means when you put anything on your skin, anything at all, it hits everything internally and all parts of you. Ever heard of those patches to help control smoking or that help you not get pregnant? When you really think about it you're putting a band-aid like object on a tiny section of your whole body and that small object somehow magically works exactly the way it should for whatever specific bodily function it's supposed to. One tiny square is all it takes for your whole body to respond. Interesting, right?

Now think about this: Every day you put on cologne/perfume, lotion/after shave, body wash, shampoo, conditioner, makeup/moisturizer, deodorant, sunscreen, etc. How many ingredients can you pronounce on all the labels? How many are even listed sometimes? And what exactly do they all do? Well, let me tell you my friends, those ingredients you can't pronounce cause cancer and all kinds of other diseases. I know that's tough to swallow.

Here's how it works:

You put on multiple products each day that all affect the largest organ of your body, thus affecting the rest of you. These products are full of chemicals. Full of them. Then you go out into the sun. The sun, doing it's job of heating things up, heats up these chemicals on your body and these chemicals start to react.

Heat + chemicals = badness and are only good when used in a science lab for experiments, not on your body. This is where the bad news comes in.

Day after day, month after month, year after year of doing this will hurt you in one way or another. There's actually a website that lists all the chemical names and what they do to you. That's right ladies and gentleman, once again there is something out there that would be helpful for all of us to know but no one ever told us because they wouldn't make any money off their products if we knew. Sad, but true.

You might think you only use a little bit of each product, so no big deal. Not exactly. You see, it's like the patch example. Even a small amount has big impacts.

Think of it like this: Let's say you wake up and shower with body wash, wash your hair with shampoo and conditioner, and then put lotion on. Let's say you only use a quarter size amount, which we will call 10% for each item that you use. So right off the bat you're at a 40% rate of chemical use on your skin, again, the largest organ of your body. Then, you put on perfume/cologne, moisturizer, chapstick, and deodorant. Now you're at an 80% chemical use rate. Then you put on some sunscreen (I'll get to this in a second), maybe you need gel/hairspray, and maybe you're like me and you have an addiction to body spray from Victoria's Secret. I know, it's amazing stuff. I had to give that up, too. Anyway, now you're over a 100% rate of chemical use, not to mention the reapplying you do throughout the day. So in any given day you are putting excessive amounts of toxins on and in your body. Scary thought.

Personally,I went home, sorted through my cabinets, and threw everything out. Everything. I went to my local health stores and bought everything I needed to replace those old items with new, organic and chemical free ones. Good news - the switch over is pretty easy. It's a one day task of trashing the bad and buying the good. Once you've done that, it's easy from there on out.

As for the sunscreen issue, you probably also don't know that most sunscreens are bogus. Ever been in the sun with sunscreen on and still gotten burned? That's because there was nothing effective actually in your sunscreen. It's easier and cheaper to make bogus products, so they do.

More Q&A time. I know you're excited, don't try to hide it.

Q: Bogus products are full of what?
A: Chemicals.
Q: That do what?
A: Heat up in the sun.

Uh oh.

Sunscreen, the thing that's supposed to protect us, ends up hurting us. When I switched over to a new sunscreen I never had a problem again. I live by the Alba brand, but only certain varieties of it. Not once have I gotten a sunburn of any kind since the switch. Keep in mind that getting a sunburn, regardless of what you're putting on your skin, is still definitely bad. There is nothing good about burning your skin ever, but a lot of the danger lies in the chemicals in and on your body.

My all time favorite skin care line is Hylunia. The ingredients are listed right on the site by the product. They are expensive, but isn't everything that's skin related? So why not spend your money on the good stuff. Some less expensive products that are better than a lot out there are the Say Yes line (Say Yes to Carrots, Say Yes to Cucumbers, etc.) and the Jason line. They're not perfect, but they're affordable and still a much better option that most things out there.

Food also plays a part in the way your body interacts with the sun, so keep that in mind. Real, natural, life supporting food will support your life. Chemically induced, lab created junk will turn your body into a trash can.

I know this can be tough to hear and it can be even harder to make the changes. If it helps at all, I'm not perfect at this myself. Let it be known that even with this knowledge I still must have my Viktor and Rolf perfume. I've made the conscious decision that I cannot live without it. Also, just as a side note, your body and life are yours to do with as you please. I just feel that everyone has the right to be informed so that they can make the best decision for themselves.

Below is the link to the site that lists all the chemicals, the good products, and the bad. Grab your products and start researching!

Skin Deep

Also, I want to re-mention this amazing burn cream from another post I did a while back - Ching Wan Hung burn cream. It works on all burns - cooking, curling iron, and sun - and is truly one of the most amazing products I know of. I hope everyone gets this and keeps it on hand for those "just in case" moments. Why, you may ask?

A few years ago, I burned my arm right where my tattoo is. It was pretty bad and I honestly thought I'd have to have my tattoo re-done. I hadn't heard of this magical cream yet, so all I could do was a whole lot of nothing...just the normal, burn yourself and heal, things. The next night, in class, my teacher, a Traditional Chinese Medical Doctor, told me where to find this cream. Not only did it heal my burn quickly, but you would never know I had burned myself in the first place...it truly saved me.I tried it on an unexpected sunburn one time, too (AZ weather...sometimes, in winter, it's rather warm) and it worked like a charm.


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Image 2 via Alba Botanica

Monday Mantra: Beginnings

A mantra is a sound, syllable, word, or group of words that is considered capable of "creating transformation".

Every Monday I will post a new thought, idea, or focus for the week. When you need a breather from life, when you need a little inspiration, or when you're about to jump over the conference table and strangle your co-worker, remember the mantra.

Monday Mantra: I have the strength to start again

With every story there are three key parts: The establishment and introduction of the beginning, the rising action of the middle, and the resolution of the end. Some people like the action, the drama, the middle of the story where everything rises up and where momentum kicks in. Some people like the end, the peace of closure and finality. I like the beginning. I revel in the new adventure, the unknown, the hope and unspoken promise of what's to come.

These same parts apply to life, in a variety of ways. We're born, we live, we die and in between all of those years we live so much life that each year, each day, each moment is it's own new story. It's own beginning, middle, and end.

I look back at my life and realize how truly powerful these chapters of my life are. What I thought I knew when I was 19 is merely a whisper of knowledge now. I'm certain, when I'm 40, I will feel the same about when I was 30. Every new age is a new beginning and every piece of information I gather, store, and hold in my brain is another piece of the foundation of my knowledge that will continue to grow, expand, and shift as I have more experiences in life.

But what's more comforting, more calming is knowing that at the end of each chapter in my life, however I might define those chapters by time, I have a chance for a new beginning. I have an unlimited opportunity to experience my favorite part of my story. At any moment, when I feel that I've reached a closing point on something in my life, I can rest easy knowing a beginning is right around the corner and that if I don't like the new story I'm writing for myself, I can end it and start all over. I can have as many beginnings as I want.

No matter what type of person you are or what part of the story you love, you have an unlimited amount of chances to re-create your life, your story. Remember this when you feel stuck in the moment you're in or when you're at a certain place in your life that you may not necessarily enjoy.

You own your story. You can shape it to be the best reflection of what you want in your life.

All Around the World: Indonesia (AKA that time I looked like a drug dealer, lost my luggage, and climbed a mountain in the dark)

Wanderlust: A very strong and irresistible impulse or desire to travel the world.

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Indonesia 

Ever since the day I got to the "Love" section of Elizabeth Gilbert's best seller Eat, Pray, Love, I have been planning my trip to Indonesia. I just never knew I'd have so much of an adventure in one trip.

I booked a nine day holiday with Intrepid travel, a company I've used once prior for a trip to Peru. The itinerary had everything I wanted, plus a little more. It focused around Ubud, where I wanted to spend most of my time, and took me to Bedugal to see a temple I've been dreaming of visiting for a while. In between all of that, I was pretty much game for anything.

First things first, though. When going to any foreign country, it's important to figure out the currency used and how much you need. Since I was traveling alone, and thinking I wouldn't necessarily be around a lot of currency conversion places based on the itinerary, I ordered what cash I thought I would need. Normally, I get large bills, but this time I decided to get small bills because, clearly, I'm a genius and I had really thought this out.

Upon arriving at the bank and announcing I was there to pick up my money, groups of tellers gathered around me. Peculiar, yes, but maybe it was just training day. Maybe they had never seen foreign currency (FX) before. Maybe they too were Bali fans. Maybe.

Normally, FX is shipped in little FedEx bags or envelope holders. So when they brought out a box (I repeat, a BOX) of money, I knew something was wrong. Apparently, I had ordered something like 6.5 million rupiah, roughly $600 US dollars...in ones. I'm pretty sure I wiped the entire bank clean of Indonesian currency for just my trip alone. I say this because I tried to exchange it, but uh, they told me they'd sent me everything they had available. I had no choice but to take my box full of money home and figure out how to pack it.

Just some of the money, since it wouldn't all fit in my purse. 

Turns out, a red duffel bag was the answer. Literally, a bag full of money and, just for the hell of looking normal, some snacks for the plane ride. I thought for sure I was going to get questioned and probably arrested, so I had my bank on standby to explain the situation. I mean really, people, I took a bag full of cash onto a plane, Hollywood style. Never before have I felt or looked so much like a drug dealer. You better believe I slept with one eye open that whole plane ride.

Upon arriving in Ubud, Bali, Indonesia I went to get the bag I'd packed and checked and get to the meeting point for the group. The entire trip, AZ to Indonesia, I had this very bad feeling about my luggage getting lost. Bad to the point where I checked with each airport to make sure my bag was safely en route. Turns out, it wasn't. This was the first time I'd ever lost my baggage and, normally, I wouldn't freak out too much, but we were leaving the next night to go to a different town and I was pretty sure there would be nowhere for me to find shoes for the mountain hike, let alone any regular-ish clothes. I was right. After shopping for exactly 12 minutes, the only time I had until my group left for their first stop that night at the local Gianyar night market, I had secured some square sandals, really funky yoga pants, a mumu dress thing to sleep in, and three pairs of underwear that turned out to be very much the wrong size. I was screwed. Not all the rupiah in the world could get me what I needed that night, and I had plenty.

But my Guardian Angel of Traveling had my back, because the group I was placed with was amazing. The kindest, funnest group of strangers turned friends ever. One in particular, A, who was my roommate for a good half of the trip, saved my butt big time when I had no luggage. She loaned me her hairbrush, bug spray, and even told me I didn't look that bad in my mumu. That's a real friend for you.

For reference, in case you disregard this story and decide to still get small currency for your trip to Bali, I also tried to exchange my currency for larger bills when I arrived, but they could only take 1 million rupiah in total at the airport because they had no way to handle exchanging more. To say that jaws dropped would be an understatement. Over the course of this trip, I became a self-serve bank for anyone who needed small bills, as small currency isn't that common. My lovely tour guide told all her Bali Facebook friends about me because, let's be honest, this type of thing never happens. Except to me.

The good news, and also for reference for any of you that may lose your luggage here…I got it back right before we had to leave for the next stop. The airport there did a really nice job helping me out and delivered the bag to my doorstep, a full hour's drive away. Really, really great customer service on their end.

See the red bag off to the left side? That was full of my money and some gluten free granola bars.

I missed you so much, suitcase. SO MUCH!

While on our first stop in Ubud, we went for one of the nicest walks I've ever gone on in my life. This path, which I believe is called the Trekking Campuhan Ridge, was one of my very favorite things that I've ever done on any trip. It feels like you're walking a path between worlds. I've never felt so free before. We passed gorgeous rice fields and even stopped at a little cafe to have a drink right from a coconut!

Lead Me On
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The art of Indonesia was breathtaking. Everything, down to the frames the pictures were held in, was so detailed and delicate. I'm a sucker for art work from other countries!

Indonesia

One of the stops on the tour was Sideman. There, we went on a bike tour, my favorite thing to do on any and all vacations. A bike tour is not only good for you after sitting on a plane for hours on end, but gets you to places you would never discover on a bus tour or even on your own walking. For example, while we were bike riding we came across a very rare cremation ceremony. I can't remember the exact details, but these special ceremonies only take place every few years, and here we were, witnessing it just because our bike path had lead us through it.

We also  went on a hike through the forest and rice fields you see in the picture above, and came upon a deserted luxury resort in the middle of nowhere. Several years back there was a safety scare to tourists visiting thanks to a terrorist bombing in one of the night clubs. This once rather awesome spa getaway, which was solely supported by tourists staying here, is now nothing but a beautiful abandoned building, ever since tourism took a nose dive. If any of you are wealthy and you'd like to own this resort, it's for sale. It is a secret paradise, and with some work, could be absolutely amazing again.

After the hike, we stopped by a waterfall and ate lunch. The food is pretty kick-ass and very gluten-free friendly.

We continued on our way to our next destination. Here I was told this lovely mountain you see on the left was the one we'd be climbing. In the dark. At 4am. And maybe, just maybe we'd be lucky enough to see a sunrise. I guess when I read about this climbing a mountain thing, I pictured a smaller mountain. More hill like, than mountain like. I also didn't realize we'd be climbing it in the dark and that people have, you know, fallen off the mountain and died and all that jazz. Obviously, I read through my itinerary in great detail.

On the Mt. Batur hike, also known as the "climb-a-mountain-in-pitch-blackness-with-a-flashlight-and-not-die" day, we hiked for almost 2 hours to see this. A bunch of fog. That's the railing on the ledge to keep us safe and sound, by the way.

However, the Bali gods must have heard our collective sigh of despair, because just as we were about to give up on seeing anything at all, voila- the sun.

As you can see, it was worth it. We also got an up close and personal view of monkeys who, by the way, will steal from you if you're not careful. Someone lost a passport. Someone else lost some chapstick. Watch out for the monkeys, all of them, especially the ones in Ubud, and especially for adorable little baby monkey hugs, like below.

Sunrise at Mt. Batur
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After climbing up the mountain we, of course, had to go back down. I thought up was hard until I realized down was slippery. This would also be known as the time every single person in my group fell on their butts, repeatedly. My only recommendation if you want to climb the mountain is to bring real, legit mountain hiking boots. Sandals, tennis shoes - none of that will cut it. Hiking boots and one of those helmets with a flashlight on it should do you good.

Our slipping and sliding paid off, because at the end of the mountain we went to one of the most amazing hot springs I've ever been to. Also, the first one I've ever been to, but I digress. Toya Devasya resort and spa, to be exact, gave us the rest of the day full of ahhh-mazing relaxation. All the aches and pains of the early portion of the day melted while we all relaxed in this tropical paradise.

Next up, the little town of Lovina. It was small, but oh-so fulfilling. A and I took a day off from the planned activities to have some serious spa time. And by serious I mean multiple massages, reflex sessions, facials…everything on the menu. I did this creme hair treatment thing that left my hair feeling like pure silk. Ohmygoodness, friends. Seriously. If you go to Lovina, get yourself the hair treatment at the Earth Bound spa and boutique. And did I mention it was only like $7 US dollars for an hour long massage? So we had roughly 9 spa treatments over the course of our trip. I'm not exaggerating either. On this day in particular, along with the massages, we wandered the black sand beach, shopped at every little store we could find (there aren't many) and had a great lunch. Did I mention the awesome graffiti we saw? Amazing!

I Paint My Love in Pictures

The next day was the sunrise dolphin watching extravaganza, which was honestly a little terrifying for the dolphins, if you ask me.

After we concluded our time in Lovina, we headed off to Bedugal, home of the Ulun Danu temple. You've probably seen pictures of this before. If you Google "Bali" this temple will pop up 9 out of 10 times. Like I said, I've wanted to see this temple in person for years. It did not disappoint. While we were there we stayed at the amazing Strawberry Hill hotel. If you go to Bedugal, I HIGHLY recommend this place. It's luxurious and adorable, all in one.

After the temple, we went on a lovely garden tour at the Bali Botanical Gardens. It was fantastic. I mean really, have you ever seen tree stumps this beautiful before? I'm thinking no.

Coming to the end of our trip, we headed back to Ubud.

A religious ceremony

A and I crammed in as much sight-seeing and shopping as possible before we had to go back to our respective homes, on opposite ends of the world. I miss my dear friend, but we're in the midst of trying to figure out when we can meet up again.

So the question is: Should you go to Bali? Simply answered, hellz yes!

I loved the entire trip, all the good and bad combined. The people are fantastic, the sights - oh the sights! The shopping, the food, the culture…go now. Go immediately. And go alone.

Going on a group tour by yourself might sound daunting, but those are some of my favorite. You end up making such great friends. Would I ever have met these people or spent quality time with them if I'd gone with my family? Probably not. And that would have been a horrible loss.

Ubud will always have my heart and I would love to go back and spend a whole week there, just wandering the streets. There is so much to do, see, and experience in all of Bali, and I've only recounted just a bit of what I saw.

In case anyone is planning a trip there soon, here are some of the other places I shopped at, ate at, stayed at, and visited on my trip:

• Tropical View Cafe (Ubud)
• Gingersnap clothing (Ubud)
• Artini 2 Cottages (Ubud)
• Uma Agung Villas (Sideman)

Last, but never least, if you're interested in supporting a great cause, look into these two foundations in Bali. Heath care for mothers and babies is sparse and Bali has incredibly high rates of infant mortality. We visited the Bumi Sehat Foundation, which strives to make midwife services, general health care, and maternal care a priority. This great group of people is making a difference in the future of Indonesia and can use your support. There are also a lot of dogs roaming the streets of Bali that need medical attention (and love) and this local service, the Bali Dog Adoption Rehabilitation Centre, works to take care of our beloved four-legged friends. 

All photos credit of Melia Metikos

Monday Mantra: The Doomsday Mind

A mantra is a sound, syllable, word, or group of words that is considered capable of "creating transformation".

Every Monday I will post a new thought, idea, or focus for the week. When you need a breather from life, when you need a little inspiration, or when you're about to jump over the conference table and strangle your co-worker, remember the mantra.

Monday Mantra: I will find the middle of All or Nothing

Bye Bye Apocalypse
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For my whole life, for as long as I can remember, I have been an All or Nothing person. It's either all good or it's all bad, it's either all going to work out or it's all going to crumble, it's either all perfect or it's all a disaster.

This, I realize, is not true to reality. It's just the way my brain is programmed. The in-between, the gray area, is what I am always and forever trying to reach.

I call this my Doomsday Mind - when you live in a place where it's All or Nothing and you leave no room for chance, no room for possibility. That means if one little things goes wrong or doesn't work out the way you want, everything will fall apart. Everything will be in ruin.

I've been tired of this way of thinking even before I was aware that I thought this way. Every time I have a relapse, shall we say, into the All or Nothing-ness of how I think, I'm swiftly reminded by my exhaustion that I've put way more energy into it than I would have if I could've just seen the middle place where everything is fine, everything is balanced, everything is just as it should be.

That there is no actual All because Nothing - no person, no idea, no plan - is perfect. Perfect does not exist.

What's meant to be will be, regardless of what we think or wish will happen. This is the middle ground. This is the way to destroy a Doomsday Mind.

In The World of Wellness: Oil Pulling and Tongue Health

Wellness is a term widely used that has multiple meanings around health and positive life style changes leading to well-being. Here we will use the term "wellness" as a means of defining a life free from disease as well as a way to explore alternative medicines, what they offer, and what this could mean for you.

Every month I'll do a post on a health and wellness related topic. This will give you a chance to explore other options, become informed, and make the best overall decision for your own well-being.

In the World of Wellness: Oil Pulling - It's just as weird as it sounds.

Your tongue and how it relates to your body
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By now, I'm certain you've all heard of oil pulling. I say this because my Office BFF reached out to me about it, and when he asks me about anything health related, that means it's a big thing and everyone is doing it.

So what is oil pulling then? A lot of very fun to read and well written articles (like this one) have already been posted about it, so I won't go into all of the details, but to sum it up, it's a not so quick or easy method of pulling bacteria from your mouth while cleaning your teeth by swishing coconut, olive, or sesame oil around in your mouth. For 20 solid minutes. Without swallowing it.

Doesn't sound worth it, right? It is. Keep reading.

Let's start with the recommended steps, along with some side notes on what I've learned to do and not to do:

1.  Put 1-2 teaspoons of coconut, sesame, or olive oil in your mouth
Side note:  First of all, use no more than 1 tsp of oil. The more you swish the more volume, shall we say, is added to the oil and it makes it harder to do when you have a bunch of oil already in your mouth. Simple is better, I repeat, simple is better. Second, if you're going to use coconut oil, make damn sure it's in the liquid form and not solid. Just trust me on this. 

2. Swish around in your mouth for 20 minutes
Side note:  If you can do this for 20 minutes, great. It not, aim for at least 15. Set a timer and keep yourself busy so you don't think about the time. It will help tremendously. I'm doing it right now, actually. However, ladies, DO NOT put mascara on while doing this. You know how your jaw automatically drops open when you're trying to put mascara on? Well, you get the picture. Just trust me on this, OK.

3. Do not swallow the oil.
Side note: Definitely DO NOT swallow the oil. Ohmygoodness, don't do it! Don't. Do. It. Why? The oil is pulling the toxins, the build up, the gunk from your mouth and your teeth. You do not want to ingest it. If you really, truly have to swallow, spit the oil out and skip right to brushing your teeth. You did your best, be proud. 

4.  Do not spit the oil into the sink. Grab some paper towels and have them ready to spit into when the time is up. 

5. Rinse your mouth out with clean water and then brush, brush, brush!

What should you expect? More than you bargained for, which is why this 20 minutes of oil pulling a day is one of the best things you can do for yourself.

First of all, your teeth will feel and look cleaner and whiter. Your whole mouth will feel cleaner. Additionally, if you suffer from allergies this is a great way to help with that. My allergies (to all plants on the entire earth) are 20x better when I do oil pulling vs. when I don't. That alone is worth it if you suffer from allergies.

And last, but not least, the reason I wanted to write about this: Your tongue. You may be wondering, "What the heck, why is she so concerned with my tongue?" 

Well, let's do this real quick...

Step away from your computer for a minute, go stick your tongue out at yourself in the mirror, and observe it very closely. Is your entire tongue a pink, healthy color? Or is there gray, yellow, black, weird colors anywhere on it? If you answered anything but pink, your tongue (and your digestive system) are trying to tell you something.

The variety of colors outside of pink that you might see are signs of either illness or that what you're eating isn't agreeing with you. Some of the colors you see are from dead food particles, dead cells, and gunk (truly, gunk) stuck on your tongue. You can get a tongue scraper to get these things off, but that's just putting a band aid on the problem. The bigger situation is how well you're taking care of yourself.

Most commonly, an unhealthy tongue means you're probably eating too much sugar or starchy foods and your body can't digest it properly. You have to drink more water, eat healthier foods, and even up your oral hygiene to truly combat these unhealthy colors. And oh, by the way, these colors lead to bad breath. The type of bad breath that brushing will not solve. Oil pulling can help with all of this. I highly recommend using this method, while working on a better, more balanced diet, to get not only your teeth, but your whole body back in top shape. Your tongue can help tell you how well you're doing with that, so keep checking it.

If you want more on tongue health, check out this article. It's good, solid information you can rely on to help navigate you through things to look for.

Update: In the World of Wellness: M.S. and Celiac Disease
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about my thoughts on allergy testing, specifically for gluten, and how that can help with other diseases such as M.S.  I met with my ND (Naturopathic doctor) who's a genius, by the way, and talked all of this over with her. She gave me a couple helpful things I wanted to share with you. 

First, it is very beneficial to get tested for food allergies for a wide range of reasons, all of which tie back to immune system health. In this case, with M.S., it is imperative to know what food allergies you have so that you can avoid those foods and give your immune system a good, solid chance at fighting off the illness. A weakened immune system is one of the key signs in M.S. 

Also, take your vitamins - vitamin D, specifically. She said that a deficiency in vitamin D is one of the leading thoughts of cause of M.S. This too, my friends, is something you can and should get tested for (on an annual basis). Why? Well, get this. Two years ago my vitamin D levels were 80 out of 100. That is amazingly good, for the record. I skipped testing my levels last year and this year, guess what. My vitamin D level is 20...20 out of 100. I don't even know why, because I still take the supplements and I live in the sunniest state ever, but it dropped. She suggested D-Mulsion 1000 (Seroyal Genestra) liquid vitamin D3. The liquid is twice as effective as the capsules. Also, if you want to do your own vitamin D testing it's very easy. Check out Grassroots Health and follow the steps to order a test. I've used them several times and can personally recommend them. 

Spaghetti Spaghetti

Hi y'all. I'm short on time this weekend, but I didn't want to leave you hanging. Here's a new, healthy, and light take on traditional spaghetti and meatballs. Enjoy!

Spaghetti Spaghetti

Ingredients for the spaghetti
1 package of gluten free spaghetti (I used the Viviana brand)
1 spaghetti squash 
Sea salt and pepper for seasoning
Olive oil
Sea salt

Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Slice spaghetti squash in half. Place spaghetti squash, face up, in cooking pan with 1/2 inch of water. Use enough olive oil to cover both inside halves of the spaghetti squash and sprinkle a little sea salt on it. Bake for 45-60 minutes. Prepare the spaghetti pasta as instructed on the box. Note: I waited until the squash was about half way done to cook the meatballs and make the spaghetti, that way everything was nice and warm together.

Ingredients for meatballs / Recipe taken from The Garden of Eating by Chef Rachel

This recipe might look familiar from this post a few years back. Chef Rachel and her books are some of my favorite to cook from!

¼ cup old fashioned rolled oats aka oatmeal

¼ cup almond, soy, cow or goat milk

1 medium to large egg

1 ½ teaspoons dried herbs or 1 ½ to 2 tablespoons minced fresh herbs ( Italian blend, sage, thyme, marjoram, oregano, basil or combo)

½ teaspoon ground cumin

¼ to ½ teaspoon ground chipotle or black pepper

1 clove garlic, minced or pressed

¼ cup minced fresh parsley or 1 tablespoon dried parsley flakes

½  to 1 teaspoon finely ground, unrefined sea salt or 1 to 2 tablespoons tamari soy sauce

½ cup minced onion

1 to 1 ¼ pounds of 90-96% lean ground beef, turkey or lamb

In a medium bowl combine oats and milk, eggs, herbs, cumin, red/black pepper, garlic, parsley, salt or tamari sauce, and onion.

Crumble meat into bowl with these ingredients. Mix with hands, pulling mixture apart rather than squeezing and packing to evenly distribute seasoning. Bake meatballs on parchment lined baking sheet, or baking sheet lightly coated with coconut oil, in preheated 350 degree oven for 15-20 mins. Shake pan occasionally until done.

When everything is done cooking, combine spaghetti and spaghetti squash in a large bowl (this should serve 6, so a bowl big enough for that). Add 1-2 tablespoons of olive oil and a sprinkling of sea salt and pepper. Stir. Add the meatballs on top and voila! Delicious dinner is served.