live, learn and appreciate

In life we can learn to find peace, wisdom, love and innocence by not looking very far from where we stand. Often in adult life we forget to appreciate simple pleasures in life and take for granted things like love and kindness. We are so caught up in our own problems and in our own world. We don’t see the wisdom or learn the lesson until the moment has passed or sometimes it’s not until we are much older that we can look back and say “I get it”. It’s good practice to take a moment in life to pause and breathe in order to appreciate all that we have, our accomplishments, those who love us, and to just find peace.  Do whatever it is that you need to do to find peace even if it’s sitting quietly in a room of silence with a warm cup of tea. It’s hard to start meditation if you’ve never done it before but make an effort to dedicate 1 min a day to clear you brain and just be. For me its my Wednesday Yoga class where I get to release everything toxic I've been holding on to and then 10 mins of meditation that always leave me in a state of bliss. 

This week I read a story about Rose that made me smile. There are so many lessons to be taken from Rose’s story but the ones I love best are to follow your dreams, live life with no regrets and remain young at heart.  Finally I saw a video of a baby being bathed that filled me with peace and made me want to be innocent and pure like that again.  Enjoy and Namaste

An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned... round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the
next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine"
as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was
introduced and stepped up to the podium.
As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop
playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!There is a huge difference between growing
older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's
never too late to be all you can possibly be .

When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

One of the Most Beautiful Videos you'll watch...

A true gift

I recently came across this photo and was in awe of how AMAZING this sculpture is.
The Artist who created this is known as SAM JINKS. He is truly gifted with talent!

To view more of his work you can visit his page: Sam Jinks Gallery

 

"Woman and Child"

silicone, silk, human hair. 2010

[image source: www.arttoart.com.au]

Do you know what your wearing?

It all started one day when I was pulling a black top out of the dryer  just as I was about to fold it I noticed that in the armpit area it had a metallic shine to it. I use this top A LOT for work since I have to wear black and naturally I wash it A LOT. Obviously this is the aluminum that is found in my antiperspirant. Which got me thinking that if I could see it on my shirt how much of this was being actually being absorbed into my body since I am directly applying it to my skin and have been doing so for years. This prompted a search for an aluminum free antiperspirant.  I haven’t been able to find one yet that can keep up with my level of activity. I have since switched over to Nivea for the time being but find myself reapplying after a vigorous workout at the gym.

I’ve switched a lot of my old beauty products in the last few months over to brands that are eco-friendly, natural, organic and animal friendly.  Currently my favorite line is Live Clean which has a great shampoo & conditioner, lotion and body wash. However, I want to take it one step further and do a complete makeover of my make case. A LOT of it has so much chemicals and other junk I don’t want on my skin, not to mention it’s probably been tested on animals.  So I’ve found a lot of great companies online that meet my needs as a makeup user. I’ll be buying a new haul of my makeup basics and testing it out. My goal here is to feel good about the products I use on my skin, I want to know that they are safe to use without the necessity of it being tested on animals but more importantly that it’s free of harsh chemicals that can do more harm than good to my body. Be good to your body, be aware of what your wearing.

 

I found this site really useful, lots of great info and they talk about ingredients to avoid.

organic beauty talk

 

Hello February!

Holy shiz batman!!! January came and left so fast! It's already February... Looking back on my January calendar I realized how little I worked out and how I let the winter lazies get the best of me.

A new month and a new fame of mind is here. I decided to choose a mantra for the month of February to help motivate me into getting this body moving.

"Summer bodies are earned in the Winter"

...but to take it a step further and make it more personal

"Caribana bodies are made in the winter"

 

 

 

 

 

 

Strongest Dad in the World

[Read First then watch the video at the end of the story]

I have come across this story a few times and every time it comes back to me and I read it again I am truly inspired and in awe of how amazing the human spirit is. I must warn you that it makes me tear up Every Time!

[Source: Sports illustrated]

I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay for their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots. But compared with Dick Hoyt, I suck.

Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.

Dick's also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. on a bike. Makes taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?

And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.

This love story began in Winchester, Mass., 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs.

"He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life," Dick says doctors told him and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. "Put him in an institution."

But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate. "No way," Dick says he was told. "There's nothing going on in his brain."

"Tell him a joke," Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a lot was going on in his brain.

Rigged up with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? "Go Bruins!" And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the school organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, "Dad, I want to do that."

Yeah, right. How was Dick, a self-described "porker" who never ran more than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he tried. "Then it was me who was handicapped," Dick says. "I was sore for two weeks."

That day changed Rick's life. "Dad," he typed, "when we were running, it felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!"

And that sentence changed Dick's life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.

"No way," Dick was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few years Dick and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then they found a way to get into the race officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the qualifying time for Boston the following year.

Then somebody said, "Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?"

How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, Dick tried.

Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii. It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you think?

Hey, Dick, why not see how you'd do on your own? "No way," he says. Dick does it purely for "the awesome feeling" he gets seeing Rick with a cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.

This year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best time? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the time.

"No question about it," Rick types. "My dad is the Father of the Century."

And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries was 95% clogged. "If you hadn't been in such great shape," one doctor told him, "you probably would've died 15 years ago."

So, in a way, Dick and Rick saved each other's life.

Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and Dick, retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass., always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every weekend, including this Father's Day.

That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.

"The thing I'd most like," Rick types, "is that my dad sit in the chair and I push him once."

 

 

Love is the most beautiful gift we can give

ღ Namaste!

 

Dream a little dream

Looking at these pictures makes me want to go away; I haven’t gone to a beach in about two years. I think I’m due for some sun, sand and relaxation. Sigh, a girl could only dream...

Long time no see

Dear: Blogger

It's been about 3 years since my last post... Please forgive me, this is my confession.

Yeah, I know it's been long and really sooo much has happened since. Over the holidays I came back to my blog and started reading some of the older stuff I had posted and I  realized how much I miss writing, sharing stories and information that interests me.

I stopped writing and for a stupid reason too, but I promise I won’t go away for this long again. I enjoy the time I spend on here. So YES I’m back!

I’m really pleased to see the changes that have happened on blogger since my hiatus. This is why I took most of January to edit and change the look of my blog. I’m really pleased with the fresh look and colours I’ve selected and I especially love that can keep my posts in a somewhat organized fashion with the tabs I’ve put in place.

Thanks for coming by...