Holistic Cryssy

I strongly believe that we are meant to eat intuitively, tuning into what the body needs, which can change day to day, season to season, in harmony with the natural world (because, AHEM, WE are of the natural world). This is especially true for women, as our needs change weekly during the 28 day cycle. Following a regimented routine or diet can prohibit options that the body desperately needs, and sometimes this creates stagnancy + imbalance in the body. The opposite of stagnancy is flow. Do you see where I’m going with this? In order for the female body to flow freely (pun intended), freedom to make food + lifestyle choices intuitively is important in maintaining homeostasis in the body.

Having two girls, I very much want to teach them the importance of listening to their bodies - to hear what’s off balance and what it’s calling for… To always trust their intuition for their needs, rather than trusting outside sources before they’ve even considered their own.

The script is flipped on this belief in today’s culture, and it’s time we turn it around. No one can know your body as you do. The thing is, when you give your power away to someone else having authority over what is best for your body, you start losing touch with your body, you stop listening to it’s whispers of wisdom + the balance between your mental, physical and emotional health can become even more out of kilter.

It’s day 1 of my menstrual cycle. This morning I was craving oatmeal w/ cinnamon + flax and hot tea. It tasted so good, exactly what I needed. I also grabbed a grapefruit because it was one of the only fruits I had available, and it needed to be eaten. Once I started eating it, it just didn’t feel right to me. There wasn’t anything wrong with the grapefruit per sé, it just wasn’t what my body needed at the time. so I simply stopped eating it - I’m going to save it to eat or juice in a couple of days. From a TCM standpoint, it’s too light, cleansing, cool + astringent at a time when I needed dark pigmented, warming + deeply nourishing foods. I’ll make a berry, spinach + sea moss smoothie instead.

This is how I’m practicing intuitive eating. How about you? Any thoughts on this?

Christmas is done and over and we are about to embark on a new year. This Holiday season was a LOT. Not just in DOING all the things as usual, but FEELING all the things, even more than usual.

As Glennon Doyle says, it’s the MOST time of the year. Perhaps not the most wonderful time of the year, perhaps some years it is, but definitely, always the MOST time of the year. And I really felt that this year, especially. Every holiday season I try to outdo myself, try to make it more magical not just for my kids, not just for my friends and loved ones, but for myself as well, to get the most enjoyment out of it. This year, a lot of that enjoyment was forced. Understandably so, I suppose, given the first Holiday season after the divorce.

Thankfully, there were plenty of unforced, truly enjoyable moments that I’ll hold dear in my heart. Thankfully, children have this incredible ability to carry light with them even during dark times. Thankfully, Felicity cracked us up with her goofy little Christmas dance. Thankfully, I kept looking for what I could be grateful for. (There’s always something to be grateful for.) Thankfully, Lorelei remembered that bit of wisdom too, and reminded us often. With gratitude in our hearts and too much chocolate in our bellies, thankfully, we muddled through it together.

In this MOST time of the year, what I’m most grateful for is the connection with my two amazing girls. The warm connection we all felt on Christmas night with Lorelei on my left, and Felicity on my right, as we snuggled in tight with rounds of “I love you’s”, “You’re the best ever” and “I’m so grateful for you’s” … was the feeling I had been chasing all Christmas season… pure connection and joy wrapped up in a sparkly bow of love and warmth. ✨🎄

👉🏻How much of disease is created by truth not living in one’s truth?

I believe it’s abundant. This goes hand-in-hand with my newfound theory and personal belief that what impacts our immune system the most is whether we live out of a state of fear ( ie. the stress that destroys our bodies), or in a state of love, indicating that love really is stronger than fear.

I’ve shared recently on my stories + on my ‘rolling rambles’, how I am actively practicing to live in love, and to live from my truth. This can be a lot easier said than done because of old, conditioned patterns we subconsciously learn from our families, religious groups, cultural expectation, and an engrained patriarchy living out of balance from human equality.

When the body holds stagnant/stuck emotion, it’s looking for you to acknowledge it and release it in a healthy way. When we live oppositionally to the truth inside of us whether conscious or subconscious, this creates dissonance in the entire being. When we don’t acknowledge the truth that our body holds, that our hearts hold, or that our mind believes, our bodies are not at ease (read: dis-ease).

When we live in love + truth to honour what our own, unique being truly needs, we live in alignment with ourselves-mind, body + soul. When we honour what we truly feel, deeply know, and whole-heartedly, courageously believe, and thus lead our own life from that intuitive heart space, our immune systems have the opportunity to be aligned, strong, light, pure + free.

I’m thinking of an example of honouring a woman’s own needs during menstruation, knowing she needs to slow down, get quieter and go within… if she were to dishonour her body’s needs + emotional whispers, then this can show up in the body as pain, cramping, imbalanced flow, etc. … because her body is not living at ease for what she truly needs at the time. Regardless of the masculine cultural subconscious belief of go, go, go -if she were to slow down to go at her own pace then her body could be at ease in this restful space.

All that being said… all beings have the right to lead their life from the deep truth within them.💕

Who finds this as fascinating as I do? 🙋🏼‍♀️

These two beautiful bursts of joy gave me the incredibly adventurous gift of choosing me to be their Mama. They leave me awed and inspired daily. They remind me how beautiful it is to be human. They are my greatest teachers, as they are the purest of reflectors; mirroring my model through their unique lens allows for my own awareness in reflection.

Their pure and free hearts remind me that I can give myself the permission to live freely and purely too, regardless of my earthly age or unlearned lessons I’ve yet to heal.

Some days this mothering thing feels like a chaotic, emotional roller coaster, or my introverted ears get overwhelmed and it feels like I have four kids, not just two. 🤪

And on the days when I’m not my best version of myself, I mindfully reflect, apologize, communicate + reset to allow healing. Besides my personal value in finding home + alignment within myself again, it’s also knowing I’m their female model for life that helps drives out my ego into a space of humility when I’m not the best role model.

It’s these moments of weakness that are made stronger in showing up for them (and for myself) by setting aside any shame and leading with love and honesty. It’s by showing them there’s beauty in humanness that I hope will serve them well as they grow.

Today was its own challenging, but beautiful roller coaster (and this is all mostly to remind myself to stay the course I’ve chosen to set personally and on my parenting journey). In other words, if I find my way back home to modeling honestly, truth, respect and love on my hardest days, they have the possibility of learning this same positive pattern. 🤞🏻

But, I confidently and unequivocally DO know that the majority of the time, I’m a lovely, wonderful Mama for them. This is not without the humblest of gratitude. They are my greatest gifts the universe could ever send me, as they add so much joy to my life… generationally speaking, they came here by way of Joy… by way of our beautiful universe, by way of me, by way of their Grandmother )my Mom) whose name just so happens to be Joy. 😉♥️

To say I’m grateful is an understatement. 💕

These two beautiful bursts of joy gave me the incredibly adventurous gift of choosing me to be their Mama. They leave me awed and inspired daily. They remind me how beautiful it is to be human. They are my greatest teachers, as they are the purest of reflectors; mirroring my model through their unique lens allows for my own awareness in reflection.

Their pure and free hearts remind me that I can give myself the permission to live freely and purely too, regardless of my earthly age or unlearned lessons I’ve yet to heal.

Some days this mothering thing feels like a chaotic, emotional roller coaster, or my introverted ears get overwhelmed and it feels like I have four kids, not just two. 🤪

And on the days when I’m not my best version of myself, I mindfully reflect, apologize, communicate + reset to allow healing. Besides my personal value in finding home + alignment within myself again, it’s also knowing I’m their female model for life that helps drives out my ego into a space of humility when I’m not the best role model.

It’s these moments of weakness that are made stronger in showing up for them (and for myself) by setting aside any shame and leading with love and honesty. It’s by showing them there’s beauty in humanness that I hope will serve them well as they grow.

Today was its own challenging, but beautiful roller coaster (and this is all mostly to remind myself to stay the course I’ve chosen to set personally and on my parenting journey). In other words, if I find my way back home to modeling honestly, truth, respect and love on my hardest days, they have the possibility of learning this same positive pattern. 🤞🏻

But, I confidently and unequivocally DO know that the majority of the time, I’m a lovely, wonderful Mama for them. This is not without the humblest of gratitude. They are my greatest gifts the universe could ever send me, as they add so much joy to my life… generationally speaking, they came here by way of Joy… by way of our beautiful universe, by way of me, by way of their Grandmother (my Mom) whose name just so happens to be Joy.😉♥️

To say I’m grateful is an understatement. 💕

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