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Food is medicine ❤️ because I believe we have the power to live out a different story then those that went before us. For example my mom died of breast cancer at the age of 55 that does NOT have to be the outcome I am genetically predisposed to. There are many many factors that cause dis-ease in the body. 😏🤷🏻♀️ #Repost @drmarkhyman with @get_repost ・・・ Most people tend to attribute far too much power to their genes. I’ve seen thousands of patients who have blamed genetics for their ailments and diseases, however it is your lifestyle washing over your genes that determines who you are in any moment. What you eat, how you move, how you restore your system, along with your thoughts, feelings and social connections, regulate your genes. Those genes end up creating the expression of who you are and how you are. ⠀ -⠀ Some genes can predispose you to obesity, type 2 diabetes or heart disease. But predisposition is not predestined. Ninety percent of our current health is controlled by the environment in which we bathe our genes – the food we eat, our exercise regimen, our resilience in the face of stress and our exposure to environmental toxins.⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ #health #genes #lifestyle #healthyliving #food #relationships #exercise #eatrealfood #holistichealing #guthealthI’m not usually one for surprises. I like to plan ahead. I’ve seriously over extended our schedules this fall. I do not do well with the amount of time we are spending constantly go-go-going. It’s not my style. It’s okay if it works for others, me not so much. I’ve had to re-examine my priorities and what works best for us. After a very long week of running here there and everywhere that sorta ends with me teaching homeschool co-op followed by tumbling class from 5-6PM I like to just come home and chill for a few hours. Today they asked to have their sweet friend Naomi over for a play date. I immediately came up with all the excuses and said, “Not today, another time.” Then I realized that’s what I always say... I thought of all the reasons why I say “No not today.” And changed that into “Why not today?” Told her amazing Mama that I need to work on saying yes a lot more. Not to filling our schedules with all the things and activities, BUT YES to filling it with fun, friends, and making memories that will far outlast all the other stuff we tend to fill our calendars with. Childhood friends are priceless ❤️#sayingyesmore #childhoodunplugged #wildandfree #imagination #play #girlfriends #imaginationiseverything #dressupMary Poppins, Moana, & Madeline came for tea ~sometimes saying yes turns into the best adventures ❤️ #poetryteatimeYesterday she grabbed this bike out of the garage while I was off tending to the chickens. When I returned from the backyard I found her trying to ride it without training wheels. “Today is the day Mama!” And before I knew it she was riding without my help. Without me running along side of her. Without me holding the back of her seat. Without me she balanced, pushed off with one foot & fell down, only she got back up. She tried again and again. Each time she’d get the hang of it and last a bit longer, then she’d shriek “I’m doing it! I’m doing it!” Her smile growing bigger and wider with every successful attempt she’d increase her distance & remained upright. Today she woke up with the same big smile and said, “I no longer need training wheels isn’t that awesome!” I cannot take any credit. Along with a whole host of other things she does because once she’s put her mind to something there is no stopping her. I worry too much about what the world thinks about what everyone else her age can do, that she just hasn’t mastered or better yet, set her mind to yet. Her emotional intellect is off the charts. Her selflessness makes her one of my most favorite humans ever. She’s going to move mountains one day. In the meantime she’s just fine playing make believe every. Single. day. with her wild imagination as she tells me all about her ‘ten kids and how she’s raising them alone because her husband died or her parents died or she’s adopting 10 kids and how it’s SO hard taking care of SO many kids...holding babies and trying to take care for my older kids is really a challenge.’ I know that if she decides one day to either have some of her own or in fact adopt that she will make the best Mama ❤️😊🙏🏼 #smileySoleil #nomoretrainingwheels #bigkidstatus 🙌🏼In honor of the loose hamster 🐹 ❤️#throwback #noanimalswiffteef @holistichalfdozen 😂Healing is a process. Whether it’s physical healing or mental healing... it’s no easy overnight task. Sometimes, more often than not, it gets harder before it gets better. It gets uglier and hurts more before there is relief. We want to give up. We want the quick fix. The Magic Pill. My journey of healing has been pushing me and testing me in ways that I could never have imagined. I haven’t wanted to post much in this space because there’s always this pull in me to post more positivity than negativity. We’ve all got enough of the bad stuff. Who wants to hear about more. 🙅🏻♀️ But here’s an exert from my brain... healing takes many forms. And sometimes it’s twists and turns are not what we expect: I have been impatient and angry all the time. Like over the top in your face wanna break all the things mad. At least that is what I tell myself. Only last night I could feel something shifting inside of me. I’ve convinced myself I am not a very affectionate person. I push others away. FAR away. Like don’t touch me. Only the vision I had while washing dishes last night was of me receiving a hug from my husband. I immediately pushed it away. Anger is a confusing thing. It can & will mask real heartfelt emotions. In my case, at least it’s what I am learning, is that it masks sadness & loss. It hides hurt, fear, & my inability to forgive. It’s just seems easier. Be angry. Be tired. Repel love. Repel goodness. Only that is a Big Giant Lie. The enemy wants me to live in that space & die in that space. Fear would have me stay hidden & not post about such things. Fear would have me compare & contrast my life to other seemingly better more put together lives. It’s a lie. If you’re struggling to heal, in whatever capacity that means for you, from whatever circumstance you’re in. Stay the course. God is using it for Good. Don’t let the enemy tell you otherwise. Examine your heart. Your anger. Your fear. Maybe it’s not really how you feel. Maybe you really just need a hug. You really just need to cry. You really just need to be heard. It’s okay to receive love. It’s okay to let go of anger, hurt, & the fear that is keeping you from healing 🙏🏼❤️
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Food is medicine ❤️ because I believe we have the power to live out a different story then those that went before us. For example my mom died of breast cancer at the age of 55 that does NOT have to be the outcome I am genetically predisposed to. There are many many factors that cause dis-ease in the body. 😏🤷🏻♀️ #Repost @drmarkhyman with @get_repost ・・・ Most people tend to attribute far too much power to their genes. I’ve seen thousands of patients who have blamed genetics for their ailments and diseases, however it is your lifestyle washing over your genes that determines who you are in any moment. What you eat, how you move, how you restore your system, along with your thoughts, feelings and social connections, regulate your genes. Those genes end up creating the expression of who you are and how you are. ⠀ -⠀ Some genes can predispose you to obesity, type 2 diabetes or heart disease. But predisposition is not predestined. Ninety percent of our current health is controlled by the environment in which we bathe our genes – the food we eat, our exercise regimen, our resilience in the face of stress and our exposure to environmental toxins.⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ #health #genes #lifestyle #healthyliving #food #relationships #exercise #eatrealfood #holistichealing #guthealthI’m not usually one for surprises. I like to plan ahead. I’ve seriously over extended our schedules this fall. I do not do well with the amount of time we are spending constantly go-go-going. It’s not my style. It’s okay if it works for others, me not so much. I’ve had to re-examine my priorities and what works best for us. After a very long week of running here there and everywhere that sorta ends with me teaching homeschool co-op followed by tumbling class from 5-6PM I like to just come home and chill for a few hours. Today they asked to have their sweet friend Naomi over for a play date. I immediately came up with all the excuses and said, “Not today, another time.” Then I realized that’s what I always say... I thought of all the reasons why I say “No not today.” And changed that into “Why not today?” Told her amazing Mama that I need to work on saying yes a lot more. Not to filling our schedules with all the things and activities, BUT YES to filling it with fun, friends, and making memories that will far outlast all the other stuff we tend to fill our calendars with. Childhood friends are priceless ❤️#sayingyesmore #childhoodunplugged #wildandfree #imagination #play #girlfriends #imaginationiseverything #dressupMary Poppins, Moana, & Madeline came for tea ~sometimes saying yes turns into the best adventures ❤️ #poetryteatimeYesterday she grabbed this bike out of the garage while I was off tending to the chickens. When I returned from the backyard I found her trying to ride it without training wheels. “Today is the day Mama!” And before I knew it she was riding without my help. Without me running along side of her. Without me holding the back of her seat. Without me she balanced, pushed off with one foot & fell down, only she got back up. She tried again and again. Each time she’d get the hang of it and last a bit longer, then she’d shriek “I’m doing it! I’m doing it!” Her smile growing bigger and wider with every successful attempt she’d increase her distance & remained upright. Today she woke up with the same big smile and said, “I no longer need training wheels isn’t that awesome!” I cannot take any credit. Along with a whole host of other things she does because once she’s put her mind to something there is no stopping her. I worry too much about what the world thinks about what everyone else her age can do, that she just hasn’t mastered or better yet, set her mind to yet. Her emotional intellect is off the charts. Her selflessness makes her one of my most favorite humans ever. She’s going to move mountains one day. In the meantime she’s just fine playing make believe every. Single. day. with her wild imagination as she tells me all about her ‘ten kids and how she’s raising them alone because her husband died or her parents died or she’s adopting 10 kids and how it’s SO hard taking care of SO many kids...holding babies and trying to take care for my older kids is really a challenge.’ I know that if she decides one day to either have some of her own or in fact adopt that she will make the best Mama ❤️😊🙏🏼 #smileySoleil #nomoretrainingwheels #bigkidstatus 🙌🏼In honor of the loose hamster 🐹 ❤️#throwback #noanimalswiffteef @holistichalfdozen 😂Healing is a process. Whether it’s physical healing or mental healing... it’s no easy overnight task. Sometimes, more often than not, it gets harder before it gets better. It gets uglier and hurts more before there is relief. We want to give up. We want the quick fix. The Magic Pill. My journey of healing has been pushing me and testing me in ways that I could never have imagined. I haven’t wanted to post much in this space because there’s always this pull in me to post more positivity than negativity. We’ve all got enough of the bad stuff. Who wants to hear about more. 🙅🏻♀️ But here’s an exert from my brain... healing takes many forms. And sometimes it’s twists and turns are not what we expect: I have been impatient and angry all the time. Like over the top in your face wanna break all the things mad. At least that is what I tell myself. Only last night I could feel something shifting inside of me. I’ve convinced myself I am not a very affectionate person. I push others away. FAR away. Like don’t touch me. Only the vision I had while washing dishes last night was of me receiving a hug from my husband. I immediately pushed it away. Anger is a confusing thing. It can & will mask real heartfelt emotions. In my case, at least it’s what I am learning, is that it masks sadness & loss. It hides hurt, fear, & my inability to forgive. It’s just seems easier. Be angry. Be tired. Repel love. Repel goodness. Only that is a Big Giant Lie. The enemy wants me to live in that space & die in that space. Fear would have me stay hidden & not post about such things. Fear would have me compare & contrast my life to other seemingly better more put together lives. It’s a lie. If you’re struggling to heal, in whatever capacity that means for you, from whatever circumstance you’re in. Stay the course. God is using it for Good. Don’t let the enemy tell you otherwise. Examine your heart. Your anger. Your fear. Maybe it’s not really how you feel. Maybe you really just need a hug. You really just need to cry. You really just need to be heard. It’s okay to receive love. It’s okay to let go of anger, hurt, & the fear that is keeping you from healing 🙏🏼❤️Instagram
Food is medicine ❤️ because I believe we have the power to live out a different story then those that went before us. For example my mom died of breast cancer at the age of 55 that does NOT have to be the outcome I am genetically predisposed to. There are many many factors that cause dis-ease in the body. 😏🤷🏻♀️ #Repost @drmarkhyman with @get_repost ・・・ Most people tend to attribute far too much power to their genes. I’ve seen thousands of patients who have blamed genetics for their ailments and diseases, however it is your lifestyle washing over your genes that determines who you are in any moment. What you eat, how you move, how you restore your system, along with your thoughts, feelings and social connections, regulate your genes. Those genes end up creating the expression of who you are and how you are. ⠀ -⠀ Some genes can predispose you to obesity, type 2 diabetes or heart disease. But predisposition is not predestined. Ninety percent of our current health is controlled by the environment in which we bathe our genes – the food we eat, our exercise regimen, our resilience in the face of stress and our exposure to environmental toxins.⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ #health #genes #lifestyle #healthyliving #food #relationships #exercise #eatrealfood #holistichealing #guthealthI’m not usually one for surprises. I like to plan ahead. I’ve seriously over extended our schedules this fall. I do not do well with the amount of time we are spending constantly go-go-going. It’s not my style. It’s okay if it works for others, me not so much. I’ve had to re-examine my priorities and what works best for us. After a very long week of running here there and everywhere that sorta ends with me teaching homeschool co-op followed by tumbling class from 5-6PM I like to just come home and chill for a few hours. Today they asked to have their sweet friend Naomi over for a play date. I immediately came up with all the excuses and said, “Not today, another time.” Then I realized that’s what I always say... I thought of all the reasons why I say “No not today.” And changed that into “Why not today?” Told her amazing Mama that I need to work on saying yes a lot more. Not to filling our schedules with all the things and activities, BUT YES to filling it with fun, friends, and making memories that will far outlast all the other stuff we tend to fill our calendars with. Childhood friends are priceless ❤️#sayingyesmore #childhoodunplugged #wildandfree #imagination #play #girlfriends #imaginationiseverything #dressupMary Poppins, Moana, & Madeline came for tea ~sometimes saying yes turns into the best adventures ❤️ #poetryteatimeYesterday she grabbed this bike out of the garage while I was off tending to the chickens. When I returned from the backyard I found her trying to ride it without training wheels. “Today is the day Mama!” And before I knew it she was riding without my help. Without me running along side of her. Without me holding the back of her seat. Without me she balanced, pushed off with one foot & fell down, only she got back up. She tried again and again. Each time she’d get the hang of it and last a bit longer, then she’d shriek “I’m doing it! I’m doing it!” Her smile growing bigger and wider with every successful attempt she’d increase her distance & remained upright. Today she woke up with the same big smile and said, “I no longer need training wheels isn’t that awesome!” I cannot take any credit. Along with a whole host of other things she does because once she’s put her mind to something there is no stopping her. I worry too much about what the world thinks about what everyone else her age can do, that she just hasn’t mastered or better yet, set her mind to yet. Her emotional intellect is off the charts. Her selflessness makes her one of my most favorite humans ever. She’s going to move mountains one day. In the meantime she’s just fine playing make believe every. Single. day. with her wild imagination as she tells me all about her ‘ten kids and how she’s raising them alone because her husband died or her parents died or she’s adopting 10 kids and how it’s SO hard taking care of SO many kids...holding babies and trying to take care for my older kids is really a challenge.’ I know that if she decides one day to either have some of her own or in fact adopt that she will make the best Mama ❤️😊🙏🏼 #smileySoleil #nomoretrainingwheels #bigkidstatus 🙌🏼In honor of the loose hamster 🐹 ❤️#throwback #noanimalswiffteef @holistichalfdozen 😂Healing is a process. Whether it’s physical healing or mental healing... it’s no easy overnight task. Sometimes, more often than not, it gets harder before it gets better. It gets uglier and hurts more before there is relief. We want to give up. We want the quick fix. The Magic Pill. My journey of healing has been pushing me and testing me in ways that I could never have imagined. I haven’t wanted to post much in this space because there’s always this pull in me to post more positivity than negativity. We’ve all got enough of the bad stuff. Who wants to hear about more. 🙅🏻♀️ But here’s an exert from my brain... healing takes many forms. And sometimes it’s twists and turns are not what we expect: I have been impatient and angry all the time. Like over the top in your face wanna break all the things mad. At least that is what I tell myself. Only last night I could feel something shifting inside of me. I’ve convinced myself I am not a very affectionate person. I push others away. FAR away. Like don’t touch me. Only the vision I had while washing dishes last night was of me receiving a hug from my husband. I immediately pushed it away. Anger is a confusing thing. It can & will mask real heartfelt emotions. In my case, at least it’s what I am learning, is that it masks sadness & loss. It hides hurt, fear, & my inability to forgive. It’s just seems easier. Be angry. Be tired. Repel love. Repel goodness. Only that is a Big Giant Lie. The enemy wants me to live in that space & die in that space. Fear would have me stay hidden & not post about such things. Fear would have me compare & contrast my life to other seemingly better more put together lives. It’s a lie. If you’re struggling to heal, in whatever capacity that means for you, from whatever circumstance you’re in. Stay the course. God is using it for Good. Don’t let the enemy tell you otherwise. Examine your heart. Your anger. Your fear. Maybe it’s not really how you feel. Maybe you really just need a hug. You really just need to cry. You really just need to be heard. It’s okay to receive love. It’s okay to let go of anger, hurt, & the fear that is keeping you from healing 🙏🏼❤️
Oh,those cheeks!
What a gorgeous little girl.
thank you!