Monday, July 27, 2009

the mind-gong effect of Rumi

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

my magic ‘mood’ hair.

Ummm, so how can I control my life when I can't control my hair? If a ‘hair style is the final tip-off whether or not a woman really knows herself’ (Givenchy), then perhaps I’m going to have to dig deep in the next few days or weeks to get to know myself and how my hair works.

Fascinatingly, my hair days are generally a solid reflection of myself. Good hair day – all is well in Krystyna-land. Bad hair day – I’m as frazzled as my hair is frizzled. How is it that this works so accurately?

Last week I went to Wizard Training Camp to hone my manifestation skills, etc. I had a great time, enjoyed the processes, the fresh air, and the company of the fine, illuminated beings that were there. I’m still working to make sense of my paradigm shifting week off the grid.

Anyway, got my hair cut in Vancouver after the camp and in my sleep deprived, somewhat delirious state, I stated to my stylist that I trusted him to cut & color my hair to the best of his ability – after giving him my guidelines for what I expected. Interestingly, I feel asleep during the haircut portion of my appointment.

Fast forward a couple days when I finally wash my hair and realized that the poofyness of my hair wasn’t so much from the styling products scrunched into my hair, or a residual effect from the best day ever at Kits beach but because my hair was cut was far shorter and more layered than I realized - aaack. In other words, my current head of hair is utterly unmanageable!

Not surprisingly my week looks a lot like my hair – the color is lovely, but the style is a mash between bed head & insane asylum – and my week has been fun and filled with delightful people, but I feel weary & confused. Perhaps as I’m integrating my learning’s from last week, the chaos of my life (& hair) is surfacing only to be smoothed out in the near future where my purpose will make more sense (and my hair will be better than ever).

I trust my hair. I trust the universe.

Monday, July 6, 2009

eat junk, become junk

Probably one of my larger monthly expenses – besides all the money involved with property ownership – is my food bill. Being super choosy has its price – with money, yes – but if not money, then time, effort &/or creativity is the ‘bill’. In the past few years I’ve come to recognize that paying more for the best food available is worth the cost of acquisition.

When I consider that every molecule of what I consume is used as the building blocks for my body – i.e. becomes a part of it – the choice becomes simple. Do I want my brain to be composed of molecules from a big mac or a home grown organic garden salad with all the fixin’s?

Brillat-Savarin said: Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you who you are. When it comes to food, much of the “stuff” available to eat out there is like, EW. Far from being food, many of the products available are simply ‘edibles’ that we consume to fill our tummies. So, if we’re eating foods that technically aren’t even real – exactly who are we?

Concocted in a laboratory for maximum yield & profit or flavored for our habit-forming eating and sensory pleasure, these foods are slowly destroying our genetic make up.Yep, one meal at a time genetically modified Franken-foods, and edibles grown with fungicides, herbicides, pesticides, larvicides, antibiotics and hormones are fucking with our DNA slowly, but surely. Oh, darn.

How to get over this whole “dilemma”: pay attention. To what you eat. All the time. Michael Pollan, food researcher and author, proposes a new answer to the question of what we should eat that comes down to seven simple but liberating words: Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants. An excerpt from the first chapter of his book The Omnivores Dilemma helps to make sense of things (click here).

Reading ingredients makes this easy. If the words on the side of the box sound like something from a chemistry reality, they are.

The best part of committing to eating the best food ever – all the time - is that food becomes an adventure. Searching out delicious, nutritious eats no matter where you are, who you're with or what time it is generally serves up the most interesting people, places and experiences. Bon appetite.