life cycle, lately

eat, sleep (mostly nap), coffee, shower, feed, read, write, reply, apply, snack, stretch, read, write, snack, tea, read, look into space, …, more looking into space, write, scribble, file, reorganize files, read, write, slouch, grouch, welcome, bathe, tuck, Once upon a time there was a boy…, yawn, read, discuss, nap, sweat, awake, repeat.


the latest brekky on the block – acai bowl

I have been contemplating for awhile to go back to having breakfast (the most important meal of the day, right) although I had noticed that on the days I used to eat a meal (and not just a fruit or something) before lunch, I would get viciously hungry around 10am, then 11am and then be ready for a big lunch meal.

The last 2 weeks though have been delicious and surprisingly filling. As you probably have seen the latest craze in health food recipes and blogs – the acai bawl.

It comes in different shapes and tastes and can be really adjusted to all diets, but the most essential part is the acai berry known for its antioxidant qualities.

I use the dried frozen acai berry from RioLife, and I add the following to the blender:

– 1 packet acai, run it under hot water for 25 seconds
– half a cup of coconut water
– 1 banana (frozen or not)
– 2-3 tbsp chia seeds
– 2 dates (if I need the extra sweet taste)
– 1 tbsp of coconut cream (if I need the fat and creaminess, on days I know lunch will be later)
– 1 tbsp maca powder (great hormonal controller, it tasted a bit sweet and I like to hide it in here)
– 1 tbsp spirulina powder (go away toxins)

Once it’s blended for a couple of minutes, pour into a cup and add ANYTHING. People add granola, yogurt, berries, nuts. I add these guys:

– raw pistachios
– coconut flakes
– pepitas
– goji berries
– leftover fruit …

And voila!!! For some reason I enjoy savoring it with a small tea spoon; it does taste better 🙂


p.s. best consumed right after your morning meditation. enjoy 🙂


today i am grateful (and full of love)

For him.
And for the little things that define us…

Like how he texts me love messages in the middle of the day
How he gives me the first sip of every drink
He covers me with a blanket, always.
How he fixes dinner and takes care of Sami so that I can rest
How he plans for an exciting night on the balcony, with candles
How he handles my total craziness with a smile
Or always makes the better coffee for me
The fact that he is always there for my big and scary firsts: my 1st interview, my first day at work, the 1st time I gave a lecture and when we had Sami together!
How he brings me flowers just because
How he reaches out to hug me when we are out with friends
How he insists that I never carry the heavy shopping bags, or the light ones for that matter
How he sneaks from work to meet for a romantic lunch
How he cuts and dyes my hair
How he sings for ME at a concert
How he never keeps a grudge
He rubs my feet for hours
And he likes my mother and my friends
How he takes me dancing although he doesn’t particularly like it
How he tells me that I am beautiful even in those moments when I know I am not
How he glows when I am excited about something
Or how he makes sure that after a shower I have my back towel-dried
He notices the things I like when we window shop, and then finds a way to get them for me
How he is totally the best daddy in the world – patient, caring, curious and proud
The way he kisses me
The way he hugs Sami and carries him face down
And how he makes fun of my feet
How he is quiet when I need to scream
The way we hold hands according to the season
The way he cooks for me despite all my weird requirements
How he puts a chocolate bar under the door for us 🙂
How he sings to me when we go hiking
And he always knows the way
How he lets me be weak and let go of my guard
How he respects ALL of my decisions, even when they are about him
How we find silly things to laugh about, all the time
How we reinvent ourselves
How he tells me I smell good

His smell
His embrace
His eyes
And laughter
And his skin
And our skin…

I love you, S.
Let’s have a great date (right after the usual St Valentine’s fight)

the guest house

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning is new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the same, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.


on refining my truths

An honorable human relationship — that is, one in which two people have the right to use the word “love” — is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other.

It is important to do this because it breaks down human self-delusion and isolation.

It is important to do this because in doing so we do justice to our own complexity.

It is important to do this because we can count on so few people to go that hard way with us.

by Adrienne Rich.