The solstice is upon us, the trees are releasing their leaves, and the holidays are quickly approaching. How amazing would it be if this year, you walked into your holiday dinner, loving your body and feeling fabulous?
Read MoreThis weekend I attended a three day birthday celebration and experienced a freedom that would have been inaccessible prior to adopting a primal lifestyle. In years past, a weekend of this nature would have involved one of two scenarios (I was not skilled in the art of moderation):
Scenario A: Worry about bringing my own food to stay on my strict diet. Worry about completing my inflexible workout regimen. Worry about whether or not to have a glass of wine or champagne (liquid calories!). Covet my friends’ celebratory food while I resentfully swallowed my dry chicken breast and broccoli. Why could they stay so so fit when just looking at cupcakes made my pants tighter?!
Read MoreThe stunning Alaskan fall has arrived, with its abundant harvest of highbush cranberries. I'm a compulsive berry picker with too many cranberries and not enough low/no sugar recipes. While on the hunt for primal uses for the tart gems, I came across an initially intriguing recipe, Spiced Highbush Cranberry Ketchup. Then I read the ingredient list, which included two cups of sugar!
Read MoreI am in love with the beautiful vegetables coming out of our local Alaskan farms. The midnight sun really sweetens up our produce; the cucumbers, snap peas, kohlrabi and cherry tomatoes taste like candy.
Read MoreLast week my flow was missing. I felt overwhelmed and anxious; I was doubting myself in all aspects of my life. My monkey mind was saying the meanest things and I couldn’t make it stop. I felt completely uninspired and unmotivated. Before starting the primal lifestyle I would have sunk into a self-soothing session of wine and chocolate. I’ve since learned healthier stress management tools, so I tried them all in an attempt to feel better.
Read MoreBack in my sugar burning days I would "treat myself" with a soy vanilla latte and a scone to ease the discomfort of long flights. This would usually lead to more sugar cravings and the eventual roller coaster of sugar highs and cranky lows. Combine this emotional situation, with cramped airplane seats, stale cabin air and an inability to move freely, and I was a hot mess.
Now that I understand the biology of what sugar does in my body, I treat myself to nutritious food that provides even energy and mental clarity.
Read MoreI find a penny on the ground. Parking spaces open up. The answers to questions pop into my head effortlessly. The right person shows up at the right time. I can't stop smiling. I feel sincere love and appreciation for all beings, even those with whom I have previously felt annoyance. The world feels magical.
This is what I feel like when I am living in flow.
Read MoreI’ve heard a lot of myths about healthy eating. Maybe your brain has latched on to one of these myths and it's holding you back from radiant, glowing health. If so, perhaps it is time to reframe. Let’s start by busting some common myths.
Healthy eating is hard. Well, it will be if you think about it that way! Can you work on changing your mindset? Isn’t it incredible to have the opportunity to nurture your amazing body? Isn’t it easy to focus on ⅕ of the grocery store instead of wandering down all the processed food aisles? Isn’t it easy to have non-stop energy all day long, to sleep like a log, and to wake up without an alarm clock?
Lately I've been hearing from many women who are struggling to find a diet plan that "works". I get it. I have so been there.
For many years, unconsciously, I was at war with my body. I fought with my body in an attempt to control my weight, the way my clothes fit, the way I looked in a bathing suit. I said such mean things to my body when I looked in the mirror! Obviously, treating my body in this way left no room for love. I assumed love would come when I reached my desired weight/size/physique.
Read MoreI'm scrolling through Instagram. Instead of feeling inspired (how I want to feel) I feel icky with envy. A script from my monkey mind:
"People are doing such cool things! They are pickling homegrown cucumbers and having farm to table parties and plucking tomatoes off their vines for gazpacho! I am so lame: I can't even keep a house plant alive."
I'm envious because my thinking brain declares that I should be a gardener. Gardeners are cool and hip and earthy. Plus, I consume fresh vegetables in massive quantities; it makes logical sense that I would grow my own. But I can't commit.
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