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It’s Cleansing Season!! Wahoo?

January.

Genesis Pure 7 day cleanse

Mid-cleanse happiness…everything is a bit rounder this year

It’s football playoff season (not that I’m that interested anymore after my Broncos got booted), it’s the doldrums of winter (where any temperature over 45 degrees is celebrated by wearing tennis shoes as opposed to clunky snow boats and I can actually leave the house with my coat unzipped…living dangerously I know) but most important of all, it’s cleansing season!

Wahoo?!

Yes, the holidays have come and gone…but one thing that hasn’t gone is the inevitable self-loathing and excess sugar cookie encrusted fat rolls. While it was oh-so-yummy and festive going down, the results are beginning to peek out from under our sweaters and the gorge-tasticness of the holiday season is now starting to rear its tubby head. No worries, I’m right there with you.

In fact, last year due to my post-Christmas weight gain and impending mental anguish I decided to cleanse it all away with the Genesis Pure 7 day cleanse. In fact, it made me feel so incredible that I had every intention of partaking again this year, however, I’ve got 20 lbs of extra weight right around my uterus, lovingly referred to thus far as baby Woz, so I’ll give it a pass this year. But next year, I’ll be right back at it. Trust me.

As told in a horrifyingly honest kind-of way, I recounted my entire cleanse story and posted it for the world to see in all of its excrutiating yet rewarding and excremental details…you can check out my survival of the great cleanse of 2014 blog post here. When all was said and done I ended up losing 8 pounds in 7 days just in time for a trip to Jamaica in which I was able to slip on a bathing suit without nearly as much negative self-talk as usual. Winning.

And even though I won’t be participating this year I would love to coach anybody through their own GP cleanse journey. Last year I was able to help several folks navigate the ups and downs of this naturopathic liquid cleanse and experience awesome results of their own. And I would love to do the same this year.

So check out my cleanse blog post from last year and give me a holler at sarah@theblissfulseed.com if you’d be interested in giving it a go. I can’t recommend it enough.

I would love your feedback!  Have you done a cleanse before?  If so, what was your experience like?

 

So…How Do You Want to Feel?

the desire mapSometimes inspiration and divine guidance show up in our lives as if out of nowhere… unexpected footholds, hidden doorways, unfurling buds of awesomeness blooming at the perfect time. It’s all quite magical really. And while these types of occurrences have more than likely been surrounding me my whole life, I was completely oblivious of the intricate interconnectedness of it all until just the past few years.

In 2011, my husband and I were introduced to a powerhouse lifecoach it seems out of thin air, although I now know that it was the working of a beautiful and synchronistic universe rather than just luck or chance. It wasn’t just her, but also our willingness to ask for help and actually listen to what she had to say and take action, that resulted in some pretty huge life and attitude changes. Since then I’ve become more aware of when magical and synchronistic things happen… instrumental books coming across my desk, friends popping into my life, and inspiring songs jumping across the airwaves and soaking into my big thick skull just when I needed to hear them.

Being aware of my life’s seemingly effortless unfolding is something that I try to tune myself into. I admit that I often find myself more preoccupied with the annoyances, the fears, and the big fat failures more than the magic but I’m working on it. And I’m getting better at remembering to come back to a place of awe and gratitude for the magnificence that is…

LIFE.

Ok, so here’s a case in point of a small yet magical and life-altering situation that catapulted my life to a whole new level…it’s involves a friend, a book and a few innate yet undetermined desires.

Recently my new acquaintance turned friend and Reiki practitioner, Ashley, appeared in my life in a whirlwind of positive energy. She proceeded to give me and my husband a copy of The Desire Map by Danielle Laporte and it is simply AHHHH-MAZING.

Being a Marie Forleo nut and B-School graduate (which is why this website is so utterly awesome by the way) I’d heard of Danielle Laporte through the grapevine. But since my bed-side pile of spiritual discovery and personal development books (yep, just call me a hippy) seems to keep getting bigger and bigger, I hadn’t yet gotten to even purchasing The Desire Map. However once it was magically plopped into my lap I devoured it.

As a lifelong list-maker and goal-setter, it aligned with me immediately. I’ve been writing to-do lists and scrawling intentions all over my mirror for years now.

My notes to myself can range from anything to rah-rah pump myself up mumbo jumbo, i.e – you are beautiful, capable, interesting, accomplished, successful, anybody who doesn’t want to be your friend has to be delusional, etc, etc…

to action items that I crave nothing more than to cross out with accomplished gusto, i.e.- become a Genesis Pure Silver Director by the end of the year…heck yeah!!

I’ve noticed, however, that eventually these notes start to fade from my mirror after about a week’s worth of showers and tooth paste splash back. Not only that but my brain and my eyes soon started conveniently overlooking these bright red scrawling words written with such conviction until they were nothing more than just an annoyance and one more thing that is making me feel bad about myself.

I always start out very eager to daily work toward and achieve these goals but if I don’t end up seeing, or better yet feeling that I was making any headway this eagerness soon backfires and ends up sucking my energy and confidence.

This is exactly what Laporte speaks of in The Desire Map.

“Instead of talking about external goals, let’s talk about how we want to feel in the various parts of our lives.”

Amen to that, sister!

As opposed to goal setting, desire mapping feels more like an invitation to feel the way you want to feel rather than just having another list of things to do. It makes goal-setting fun and creative, transformational and achievable.

“What can we do to feel the way we want to feel? In that simple question lays a new way of living life, which subtly and slowly leads to profound changes in the way we go about getting things done. I officially gave up goal-setting systems, which eventually led to quitting to-do lists, which led to giving up the time-management systems that were totally stressing me out.”

Yes.

The Desire Map is divided into two sections, the book and the workbook. The book describes in a light and conversational tone, as if you’re talking with your best friend over a margarita swirl, the concepts of desires, feelings, intentions and goals and how all of these things work together to create your ultimate existence. All the while, the underlying message is that ‘feeling good is always our ultimate goal’….who can’t go along with that?

desire book 1The second section is the workbook. I admit, it took me a while to get through the workbook. It delves deep into the soul which can sometimes be uncomfortable, but hey, when it comes to life, no pain no gain, right? Throughout the workbook you uncover your core desired feelings. It’s tuning into these feelings that help us map out and create the life we truly desire.

At this juncture, Laporte offers a well-deserved intermission so that you can stew upon these newly realized desires and discoveries. It’s heavy and the break is much appreciated.

But  don’t go anywhere, it’s now time to get back at it and figure out how to use your core desired feelings to guide what you want to do, what you want to have and what you want to experience. And this is the good stuff. This part is about making connections between how you want to feel and what will actually help you feel that way.

What do I need to do to feel the way that I want to feel?

This part brings you back within yourself once again, which can be a scary place if you haven’t visited there for a while or ever, but required if you plan on living from a place of true authenticity and contentment. The final section is finally where the rubber meets the road and she delves into when desires meet action. Based off of your core desired feelings, Laporte encourages you to choose three or four major intentions and goals for the year. What are three or four of the most potent feel-good opportunities that you would like to actualize this year? The first part is figuring out, the hard part is working at it every day.

Honestly, The Desire Map has changed how I look at myself, my goals, and my everyday life. It’s helped me to concentrate more on what really matters – how I feel, rather than what items I’m knocking off my list or feeling bad about which ones I’m not.

If you’d like to discover The Desire Map for yourself or perhaps learn more about Danielle or check her array of beautifully created, discovery-filled and intense works such as The Desire Map audio book, workbook, or guide to creating goals mp3’s click here. I can’t recommend this book or Danielle Laporte’s writing and encouragement enough.

“Knowing how you actually want to FEEL is the most important form of clarity that you can have. Generating these feelings is the most powerfully creative thing you can do with your life.”

So what do you think would be your core desired feelings?

Holy Cow, I’m Pregnant: An Honest Look at Becoming a Mother

Holy cow, I’m pregnant.

That’s the first thought that flashes through my mind every morning once I come to the realization that I’m wrapped awkward and sweaty around a Boppy pillow (the pregnancy pillow that I have a love/hate relationship with) and am so hungry that I could eat own my foot…if I could reach that far and/or had the energy to actually eat my foot. I’ll eat some waffles instead.

happy meIt’s an interesting and fascinating process this whole pregnancy thing. I suppose women have been experiencing the ups and downs of human germination for millennia now but I wonder if they ever really got used to it and all of the enthralling and hemorrhoidal details that go along with it.

It feels a little bit like my inner recesses have been invaded and settled by a tiny explorer and the new land has now been decreed as baby Wozniak’s territory of which I have no further control…unfortunately my bladder was also taken in the siege and all authority has been forfeited in that region as well. Or maybe I’ve just been having some really weird dreams lately. Whatever is going on in there, I just hope that it packs it in and packs out and doesn’t leave a trace.Although I’m not too hopeful after having heard horrifying stories of forever altered vaginal visage…not sure how that’s shaping up yet, I’ll make sure to keep you posted (but not really).

As a woman that was never 100% sure if childbearing was in the cards, I find pregnancy to be super uber fascinating and a tad bit horrifying… I mean, I’m just going to keep getting bigger and bigger? Oy.  However, I’m also completely aware that what I’m going through right now is a  total miracle and at the end I’ll have an amazing little being to show for it. So I’m doing my best to relax and just enjoy the ride…every heartburn induced detail. I just can’t help but get a little weirded out whenever I receive my weekly pregnancy status update and it tells me that this week my heart has become enlarged in order to pump enough blood to sustain life for me and the baby…is that normal? That doesn’t sound safe. Maybe these weekly updates weren’t such a hot idea after all. I think I need some waffles.

The thing is, I’ve just never really been much of a baby person or child person for that matter really. The easiest way to make me squirm is to head into a Red Robin on Kids Eat Free night. Ugh. Don’t get me wrong, kids are great but for some reason I’m usually quite ready to hand them back over to their parents, wash my hands, recollect my sanity and enjoy a nice quiet evening at home.

I figured this out pretty early in life actually. After reading one too many Babysitters Club books, me and my friend, Angie, decided to create our very own Babysitters Club. Complete with flyers, cold calls, and a top secret office in Angie’s basement, our club came in with a bang and fizzled just as quickly when I realized I was more interested in being in a club than in actually babysitting other people’s children…eew.

Contrasting this aversion to babysitting and animal balloon-filled dining establishments, however, I can also pinpoint certain instances throughout the course of my life where I experienced something I can’t describe other than a deep longing to know the person that I was destined to have the honor of mothering. It’s almost like a knowingness that one of the most significant people in my life was going to be my future child. I can’t really explain it, but the first time I felt it, it sure shocked the hell out of me.

This was about a month ago...the bump is definitely getting bigger.

This was about a month ago…the bump is definitely getting bigger.

I remember it quite vividly actually. I was in college working  part-time in the kids shoe department at the Dillards Department Store in the Greeley Mall. I would have much preferred the women’s department but somehow got stuck sizing stinky little kids feet instead. It was the holidays and a cute little family had just come through my department. In a whirlwind of fuchsia sparkled ballet flats and mini penny classic loafers, the adorable pint sized shoe shoppers left with huge smiles on their faces and big thank you’s happily hand in hand with mom and dad. The little girl in particular was completely respectful, she asked me lots of grown-up questions and seemed to have a bit of an old soul. I thought she was a completely awesome kid and I was actually sad to see her go. I would have loved to keep chatting.

That’s the first time I knew that I wanted that someday. I wanted the craziness, the love, the implicit trust, the little hand in mine, the patient explanations and the deep relationship that only seems to come from a parent-child relationship. Since then I’ve known quite a few kids that have made me feel the same way, namely my nephews and nieces.

However, like any good Libra there have been circumstances since that night in Dillards Department Store that have left me indecisive and wondering if that is really truly what I want in my life….screaming children in elevators, frazzled mothers wandering the grocery store, a Sunday afternoon free to spend however I choose…I tend to go back and forth, but deep down I always knew that I wouldn’t be completely satisfied without it.

I’ll figure it all out someday…

Welp, someday is now and I honestly couldn’t be more excited to meet this little person that will perfectly combine the physical and mental traits of me and my best friend, yet beautifully weave in their own outstanding and unique qualities.

I wonder if I’m going to be good at it, if I’m going to have the patience, the unconditional love, the right answers to all of the questions. The idea of shaping and molding a human being brings up a lot of insecurities. I mean, I don’t even have all of my own shit figured out, let alone becoming responsible for somebody else’s.  Besides, aren’t mothers supposed to politely and succinctly answer all of life’s important questions while whipping up a quick smiley face gluten-free cranberry torte for an after school snack? If so, I might be screwed or maybe I just watched too many episodes of The Donna Reed show while growing up.

Needless to say, a domestic diva I am not, somehow I’ve always been better at making the house messy than I have been at cleaning it up, my crafting skills are practically non-existent and usually result in fingers glued together and my cooking is hit or miss. I could keep going when it comes to how my brain rationalizes how I don’t quite live up to the classic ideals of what motherhood consists of.

But despite the fact that I am not a domestic goddess, I think I’m pretty fabulous when it comes to lots of other awesome things….I’m a positive thinking, always on time, and a walk the dog every day type-of-goddess. I do have lots of other things going for me so even if cold cereal finds its way onto the dinner menu more times than I would like or my holiday centerpieces resemble a peppermint stick explosion, I’m pretty positive I can still be a good mom.

I’ve got the basics covered – a loving and compassionate nature, a big heart and am willing to learn from my mistakes. Not only that but the love, loyalty and fascination that I feel toward this future little person I think will more than make up for my lack of crafting skills. That and I’ve got an amazing person by my side and in the trenches with me and for that I’m grateful. I think my husband and I are going to fill in each other’s gaps beautifully.

As my body continues to change and support our growing little person I’m realizing that I am capable of amazing things…more than I ever thought.  My body naturally knows what to do and I’m confident that I’ll follow suit. Pregnancy is proving to be a wild ride but I’m so thankful for the opportunity and excited for what the future holds.

But in the meantime I think I’ll eat some waffles.

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