My ovaries are tingling. Was that too much info? Well, it's true. Between my new position at a holistic pediatric clinic (if you don't know, now ya know) and the stroller barre class I teach, I am surrounded by new babes and growing bellies. I loved being pregnant from 16 weeks to 7 months. Any … Continue reading New Mom Diffuser Blend
I'm not totally convinced. I mean, I grew up in the mountains. Well, in a valley surrounded by mountains, and camping was a large part of the culture. I had cousins that would camp frequently and would pack up for the weekend in Island park or at American Falls Reservoir. But our family didn't camp … Continue reading Camping is fun?
I'm not exactly sure when it all happened...but I do know that at some point in the late 90's, I stumbled upon Jennifer Lopez. Again I don't remember if it was a song of hers, a movie, or an appearance on TRL (am I showing my age??) but something about her resonated with me. She … Continue reading JLO, Dreams & Big Things
I wrote a meditation for the Stroller Barre class that I teach. Every once in a while, after a workout, the mommas escape around the corner and take 10 to meditate...without the kids. It's priceless, getting those few minutes to escape the noise, the feedings, the cries. 10 minutes, mommas, that's all it takes to … Continue reading Bloom- A Meditation
My daughters' name was supposed to be Luna. My husband won and we ended up with an Ella- which is absolutely perfect because she is SO an Ella. For as long as I can remember, I have had "a thing" with the moon. I can feel her pull. I feel her GLO on my shoulders … Continue reading 4 Step Full Moon Ritual for Manifesting
I like to think that i have a pretty good diet. I eat mostly vegetarian, I understand the importance of drinking a lot of water, and i keep my processed-refined sugar consumption to a minimum. That was until this holiday season....oops. For the first time in a loooong time, I let myself get wrapped up … Continue reading 5 things I learned after a detox
The temperature dropped to a cool 73 degrees last week and I gave myself permission to wear my UGGS. My Dad would not be proud. In fact, he might make fun of me and call me a poser and tell me that I am a true Californian after all. When you grow up in Idaho, … Continue reading Golden Milk