ex·traor·di·nar·y adjective \ik-ˈstrȯr-də-ˌner-ē\
    : going beyond what is usual, regular, or customary
    : exceptional to a very marked extent

    This is one of my favorite words in the english language. It is what I strive to be, what drives my actions, what motivates my intentions. Is what I do today something I can call extraordinary? It doesn’t always have to be epic. It just means I am going one step further than the norm in doing what I feel is right.
     The bare minimum has a deceiving appeal. Wake up, go to work, go home, watch TV, maybe have a drink or two, sleep, repeat. There is nothing actually wrong with this scenario. The bills are paid and I get to eat food every day. Success!… Well, sort of. 
    The thing is, I crave so much more. When I consider the time I am awake (about 16) and the time I spend working (about 8), on most work days I have about 8 hours of time to do whatever the hell I choose to do. How I spend my time dictates the quality of my life. Who I spend it with does just the same. I am continually reminded of how valuable time actually is. I can choose to waste it doing things that don't matter to me OR I can choose to maximize it; spend it on doing things I love that positively contribute to my life or those around it. 
     When I look back at individual years, my perception of their length varies greatly. The “shorter” years are the ones in which I did not deviate much from my ritual daily life. As this year is coming to its end, I can confidently say it has been one of the “longer” years for me. I did a lot this year that was out of my norm. From 30 day challenges in gratitude, kindness, and paleo, to taking a road trip across the country, to making changes in my career path, to relocating from NYC to LA, to starting a blog; this year has been full of amazing memories. It is within the quality of those memories that I perceive the quantity of my time.  Extraordinary memories develop a life so rich that it can sometimes seem as if it is eternal. Time is going to pass by regardless of how we use it. Why not use it for something extraordinary? 

 “My invitation to you is to begin living every moment as though you are miraculous and deserve to live an extraordinary life. Fake it if you must and keep faking it until it's real to you. The gift you will be giving yourself is a lifelong journey of discovery, one that is infinite and infinitely rewarding. Begin the journey. Today. This moment. Now.” 


-Robert White
I get asked a lot of questions on how to be healthy and expressions of frustration on its difficulty. To me, good health is not a stringent diet or strict workout routine. I find that true health comes from balance amongst many contributing factors. A good starting point to a healthy life is a healthy diet. Eating fresh, organic, ingredients that my body responds well to, is my basis. I am not anti-carbs, I don’t count calories, I enjoy a nice cocktail, and I don’t shy away from sweets. I am mindful of what I eat and how my body reacts to it. As I get older, go through different external stresses, or have a change in environment, my body is impacted. If I don’t like the reaction I’m getting from food (breaking out, fatigue, excess weight gain) then I change what I’m eating. It is a learning process of understanding the constant evolution of my body. 
A clean diet gives me a strong foundation to be able to attain an all encompassing healthy lifestyle. Going for a run, sitting in meditation, spending quality time with family, reconnecting with old friends, making new ones, lifting heavy weights, stretching in pigeon pose, laughing until it hurts, sharing a bottle of wine over good conversation, snuggling with my dog, reading a good book, passing on knowledge, surrounding myself with people that make the light in my heart grow bigger, going on a hike, falling during my handstand attempts and taking photos of things I find beautiful (apologies to all the writers for the run-on sentence). These are the things that make me healthy. 
I am healthy means I am happy. It means I am balanced both mentally and physically. The hardest part is to acknowledge that which does not serve me well and to let it go. That means everything from food, to certain workouts, to relationships with people. It can be emotionally and/or physically difficult at first but the rewards far exceed what the challenge ever was. This is what healthy means to me. Explore what it means for you. 

 
     Inflammation in my knee and tendonitis in my shoulder once played a haunting role in my life. They arrived on separate occasions and snatched away my mobility faster than I was able to comprehend the severity of what was happening. The pain was excruciating and left me in devastation. It felt like my independence was stripped away due to my lack of strength. Physical activity gives me balance amongst the chaos of life so I was determined to find a remedy quickly. 
I was never fond of the idea that a pain killer could get me through the day. Pain killers tend to numb everything. Personally, I would rather not go through life in a numb state.  A little research helped me find the alternative solution I was looking for.
It turns out, good fats play a significant role in reducing inflammation. Omega-3s are particularly potent in doing this, being comparable or superior to aspirin. Omega-6, in high concentration, does the opposite.  The foods that would normally have a balanced omega-3 to omega-6 ratio, like meat, have been distorted tremendously due to factory farming. These factory farms produce ninety-nine percent of the meat being consumed in the United States. Farm animals are fed corn and grains (high in omega-6) rather than the grass they were born to eat. Not to mention all the antibiotics and hormones they are being pumped with. The consequence: meat is concentrated with omega-6 and scarce in omega-3, which causes an unhealthy imbalance in anyone that consumes it. Aside from meat, most packaged and processed food uses soybean oil and other ingredients that are densely packed with omega-6. Though our bodies do require both omega fatty acids, the discrepancy in their balance promotes some major health issues and I was feeling the effects of one of them. 
I had never been so ecstatic to treat myself to fish oil than I was the day I attained this knowledge. Increasing omega-3s in my diet made a HUGE difference. Strengthening the muscles around the joints to take the strain off the tendons that connect muscles to bones is also very effective. For me, yoga and CrossFit (with cautious weight increases) already took care of that, which is why I looked into doing something more. My diet is now heavily seafood based, with grass-fed organic meats, and organic produce. I eat out a lot but remain mindful of the food I’m eating, accepting that I cannot eat perfectly all the time. I can happily say the pain in my knee and shoulder has never made an appearance again.

**There are many different remedies for treating or preventing inflammation and various degrees of its severity. I am just choosing to focus on one remedy (omega 3's) that I personally have experience



References:
Cordain, L., & Friel, J. (2012) The Paleo Diet for Athletes. New York, NY: Rodale.



  Seeing a new place with fresh eyes has a certain charm to it. It is easy to become desensitized from the beauty around you if you are in the same place for too long. A new city, no matter how boring or interesting it may be, allows my mind to focus on the unfamiliar environment around me, offering a relieving break from the typical daily thoughts that I can be consumed by. Whenever I go somewhere new, I find myself noticing so much that I don’t necessarily acknowledge on a daily basis. The simple or extravagant architecture of homes, the street lamps, the trees that bombard the sidewalks or the ones that are barely making a statement in between large buildings. I notice the energy of busy pedestrians being upheld by sidewalks or the waves of serenity in places that are less walked upon. Instead of having a set itinerary, I keep only a general outline of things I want to see in order to leave room for spontaneous adventure. I love crossing paths with people I would have otherwise never met and perhaps, may never again see. I love having conversations with intellectuals, drunks, anti-socials, teenagers, elderly, and everyone else in between. Sometimes conversations take me by surprise and I end up saying things out loud that I didn’t know I had the knowledge to talk about in the first place. Other times, I realize how much more I have to learn. I enjoy letting the spontaneity of the moment whisk me through my journey. I can never be sure where I’m going to end up, but I always come out with a story to tell. 
  This past summer during a cross country road trip from New York to California, I spent one night in Chicago. Towards the end of the evening, I walked around with the intention of venturing into a random bar, though it wasn’t exactly a “happening” night. A group walking by invited me to join them at the bar they were going to. I was being cautious, but the one girl in the group made me feel comfortable enough to join them. As it turned out, every person in this group was awesome. After getting to the bar, one guy came over calling out, “You have to see this” to the rest of the group. We got led to a different room in the bar where about six guys, or so, were having a guitar jam session. Maybe it was the shot of whiskey that warmed my soul or perhaps it was the overwhelming feeling of how awesome this group was that I stumbled upon, but walking into that jam session was transcendent. The vibration of every string being strung entwined throughout my body, massaging its way through the tension it came across, until it made its way to the deepest part of my lungs where it found my breath and manipulated it to its calmest, deepest state. I was happily left in a feeling of awe for the beautiful music that I was being composed in front of me and the series of events that led me to it. My grateful heart was filled with a warm sensation. I realized I really needed to do this kind of thing more often.   
  If you are one to live on the edge or instead take a more timid approach to life, I nevertheless encourage going on adventures that are suited to your own degree and finding your own liberation in being spontaneous. Step outside your comfort zone, even if it is only for a moment. Become a stranger to insecurity and neglect the idea of expectation. The consequence is it just might take you somewhere you’ve never been, to meet people you will never see again, and have an unforgettable experience.  



Random Jam Session- Chicago, IL June 2013



    Some of the scariest things in life can sometimes be the most basic. Starting a new job, getting a different haircut, relocating to a new city, or being the first to say "I love you" can make a person forget what comfort feels like. Even the strongest, most confident individual can feel as if they shrank down to the size of a mouse, given the right situation. I know that feeling all too well. 
    Venturing into a new world makes me the newest member amongst those that have already existed in it. With this entry, I am graciously handed a complimentary ticket to the feeling of vulnerability. The only thing running through my mind is "someone take my ticket, please!!!" Even though I willing walked into this world, my instinctive reaction is to come up with an escape plan. Excuses of why I don't "really" need to be here flood my thoughts. My muscles tighten as if I'm about to enter a boxing match. The flight mechanism in my body is setting off every alarm it is capable of. I feel as though I'm ready to sprint at a record breaking speed. This is exactly the point where I do the hardest thing I can think of doing in that moment: breathe. 
    Dr. Brené Brown has demonstrated through her research that "vulnerability is the core of fear, shame, and struggle for worthiness. It is also the birthplace of joy, creativity, belonging, and love." Okay, so maybe I overreacted a little with that escape plan. Why, then, is being vulnerable so scary? For me, it means I have to acknowledge my imperfections. 
    My most recent feeling of vulnerability comes from my new endeavor of writing. This entailed letting go of my previous, carefully crafted path of becoming a psychologist and starting from scratch.  The world of writing is completely foreign to me, yet I have a very organic love and drive to transform it into my lifelong career. I know in order to enter this world, I have to begin at the bottom while admiringly looking up at all the skilled, well established, and highly respected writers. It is only through actively writing, getting criticized, and learning from mistakes that I will be able to attain the high status of those that I am looking up to. Sir Ken Robinson said, "If you are not prepared to be wrong, you will never come up with original ideas." To be wrong, to be imperfect, to be vulnerable is all necessary to attain success because it means I am making an attempt at the unfamiliar. I cannot arrive at a new destination if I do not embark on a new path. If I utilize the criticism I receive properly, then I know it will lead me somewhere great. It is up to me to maintain the courage to see it through. 

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.” 
- Eric Roth, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
"Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for"
- Epicurus

    To find a moment everyday to express gratitude for at least one thing in your life would change your life dramatically. Let's look at that mirror again that I mentioned in The Victorious Body. Getting naked is optional this time. Bring your focus on where your heart is. Feel that rhythm in your chest responsible for giving you a fresh new day of life. Not everyone is fortunate enough to have one that works perfectly. If you are amongst those with the good fortune of a healthy heart, be so grateful for it that you can practically feel the gratitude pumping in through your veins and expanding throughout your entire body. What about your eyes that give you the privilege to see the phenomenon of the world around you? Your ears that can translate vibration into beautiful music and conversation? Your lips that allow you to express the emotion of love in the form of a kiss? Be grateful for all that you have even though you may not have it all. Let the experience of having it be the reason you cherish it rather than waiting for the experience of losing it to teach you its value. 

Albert Einstein said, "There are only two ways to live your life. One as though nothing is a miracle. The other as though everything is a miracle." I didn't understand this at first and it wasn't until more recently that I was able to see the truth in his statement. When you are grateful for the world around you and all that exists in it, your perception is changed from seeing the "big picture" to seeing all the little things that are necessary in order for that "big picture" to exist. It is those little things that are often overlooked that are the miracles, like your beating heart. 
This past January, I was fortunate enough to have taken part in a 30 day gratitude quest put together by The Quest for Greatness. Each day I posted a picture (via Facebook and Instagram) of something I was grateful for and wrote a brief description of it. I thought I did a pretty good job appreciating my life prior to this gratitude quest; but the conscious effort of doing it for 30 days straight brought in a new and permanent awareness that I was not quite able to get a full grasp on before. I was living in NYC at the time and the month of January became one of the most beautiful months of my life.  I walked around the gorgeous city of New York with so much love in my heart, noticing what I had never noticed before, reacting to things in ways that surprised me. Suddenly, my dreaded 15 minute walk to the train every morning in the freezing cold changed. It became my time to be grateful for my two legs that gave me the privilege to experience the city on foot and for my strong body that gave me the endurance to work and make a living. When things came up that would normally have upset me, I became quick to let them go because I was focused on the abundance of all that I had to be grateful for. 
    That is the consequence of gratitude. It awakens your heart and refocuses your mind. It calms you the way the sound of the ocean does, yet it energizes you the way watching a sunrise would. In the midst of chaos, in the middle of traffic, after a hard day at work, or simply right now, pick one thing to be grateful for. With all of your heart, with every resonating atom in your body, be truly thankful for it. It will inevitably make you smile. Your entire mood can be shifted by a single expression of gratitude. The choice is always yours. You can let life just happen to you OR you can live it with intention and purpose. Gratitude is your finest tool for enhancing your life. Feel free to utilize it.



**If you're interested in seeing my photos from my gratitude quest, check out my Instagram page here. My gratitude pictures are towards the bottom. Also, you can search #gratitudequest and check out what others posted.**

    Strip your clothes off. Stand in front of a mirror. Scrutinize every inch of your body. Pinch it, grab handfuls of it, jiggle it, flex it. Look at the birth marks, the scars, the cellulite, the veins. Now, stare directly at your body and tell yourself how much you love it. I want you to mean it.
    Seriously.
    Our society is in a constant search for "the secret" drug or workout that can revolutionize the appearance of our bodies in an ungodly short amount of time. Not even if Michelangelo was sculpting our bodies would we have the patience to let him complete a masterpiece. We are fed the image of a "perfect" body in every corner of the media which has worked wonders for the business of marketing. The consequence of this is the majority of people in our society cannot bear to look themselves in the mirror. The truth is, satisfaction of physical appearance will never be reached because when you look for the "imperfections" in your body, you will always find them. I challenge you for the duration of this post to let go of all of your preconceived ideas of fitness and the perfect body, and start with me from scratch.
    First and foremost, LOVE yourself. Roll your eyes at me if you must. Sooner or later you will find this to be as vital (in my opinion, it's more vital) than the weights you're lifting and the protein shakes you're chugging. If you cannot embrace the way you look now, then your chances of attaining your physical goals may never happen because you will never be able to change your body fast enough to satisfy you. This usually results in giving up.
    Second, let go of the aesthetic idea of working out to achieve the body you want. Instead, focus on achieving  the "little victories" of having a stronger, well-balanced, body. For example, this time last year, I was not capable of doing a perfect push-up, a strict pull-up, squat below parallel, or touch my toes in a standing or seated position. I became capable of all of these within a few months of actively working towards each individual physical challenge. The approach I took through my crossfit and yoga practice was incremental. I did modified versions of all the above until I was slowly able to develop the strength and flexibility to do the movements with proper form. It's like watching a toddler walk around holding onto the couch for support and then letting go for the first time as they discover their legs and balance can hold them up for a couple seconds before they fall. Letting go of that couch is a "little" victory towards the ultimate goal of walking, regardless of the fact that they fell. The gratification that comes from gradually excelling through each movement until finally reaching its perfect form is what motivates me to continue to push my body to new limits. The number of "falls" will only make the success of "walking" more gratifying when it happens.
     Third, block out the noise in your head. Take control of your thinking. Doubt and negative thoughts are there to challenge you, to see what you're really made of. These two have no manners and they're rude as hell. They dance their way into your mind and attempt to whimsically seduce you into following them. Acknowledge their existence, shake your head at their rudeness, and lead them out. If you practice this enough times, it becomes automatic. Soon enough, you will have a "Just Do It" mentality with your physical training. Nike did their research.
    Next, thank your plateaus. They are letting you know you are ready to move on to the next level. What you once found difficult and may have caused you some agonizing soreness is now far easier. Be grateful for it. Have the courage to move past it by trying something new. Even the smallest adjustment in what your eating or introducing a new workout can push you through a plateau in no time.
    Finally, be mindful of your body. Give it a break when it needs it. Push harder if it feels good. Don't set a goal to do a handstand if walking on your feet to the corner grocery store is exhausting. Wherever your body is at now is perfect. Start there.
    I was once told me to always have a really nice bottle of champagne in the fridge. The idea: always be ready to celebrate something.
    I love this mentality. All too often, we prepare ourselves for the worst of situations. Who says we can't anticipate the best? What if you lived your life everyday anticipating that something great is about to happen. The demeanor of your entire day would change drastically. Everything from your thoughts, to your mood, to your interactions, would be altered in the most positive direction. You know that feeling you have just after booking a vacation? Let that champagne in the fridge make you feel that way everytime you see it.
    Perhaps you might be thinking if you always anticipate something great happening, then you're setting yourself up for disappointment when things don't go right. I used to fall into this category. I felt like it was easier to assume the worst of situations because then, no matter what happens, it will never be as bad as I thought. If the worst did come, I would be "prepared" for it. Anyone who has existed in this phenomenon called "life," can agree that we can never be truly prepared for some of what life has to offer. What we can control is how much we want these things to alter our life.
    Dr. Wayne Dyer said "Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change." So simple, so profound, so liberating. My fear of uncertainty developed into excitement of the unknown. I stopped seeing negativity in my immediate surroundings and began finding myself surrounded by beauty. In those uncomfortable situations that I once feared the most, I found myself dealing with the best because my mind was clear and looking to get back on the track of optimism.
    Resiliency can happen instantaneously with practice. I found that if you condition yourself until it becomes a habit, then you don't have to try as hard. It becomes your default state. Within this state exists more opportunities to celebrate. So find the courage to let go, maintain the strength to live freely. You just might find yourself popping a bottle of Dom Perginon more often than you think.

“The brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls are not there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. Because the brick walls are there to stop the people who don’t want it badly enough.”
- Randy Pausch, The Last Lecture 


    Brick walls hurt. I can confidently tell you this from the collection of fragmented bricks that trail throughout the steps of my past. These walls once stood in front of me in all different shapes and sizes. Some were exorbitantly thick while others were mighty and tall. The worst of them surrounded me on all four corners. The best of them were paper thin, though I never found that out until I gathered the courage to go through them.
    My inital approach to destroy them was highly inefficient. I used to walk up to the wall, pointlessly stare at it, and say something along the lines of "I don't understand why this is happening to me." This was generally followed up by complaining to multiple people about my situation.
     Ahh, but that sympathy felt so good...or so I thought.
     I realized the more people I would tell and the greater detail I went into, the further I was digging myself in my misery. Rather than dealing with the situation, I kept reliving it. Communicating your feelings during times of struggle is vital but I wasn't communicating. Instead, I was moping and procrastinating from tearing down the wall and moving forward with my life.
     Though destruction of the previous walls was strategically flawed, they left me with big muscles and callused knuckles. With that, the manner in which I conduct wall destruction now has changed. The last few were approached with " alright bitch, let's do this," followed by some awesome ninja moves. All I can say is THANK GOD, or buddha, or jesus, or your mom, or whomever else you feel is appropriate to thank. Truly speaking, life is far simpler when the things that once held you back can now excel you forward.
    Metaphoric brick walls aside, I am truly grateful for every moment of challenge and struggle I have ever come across. I would absolutely be a different person with out them and the person I am today, I happen to love. I am not trying to imply that I am an all-knowing expert at dealing with challenging times. Within my own life, I have just chosen to always find the good in even the worst of times. I freely allow myself to experience every emotion going through my body as a result of it. I greet these emotions kindly, acknowledge their existence, tell them to fuck off, and then let them go. I look for the lesson that each one has hidden. I focus on the strength that I know will come when it's over. Time is too limited to get slowed down or stopped for too long. This mentality works for me. Explore what works for you.




 
 
evolve   verb \i-ˈvälv, -ˈvȯlv, ē- also -ˈväv or -ˈvȯv\
: to change or develop slowly often into a better, more complex, or more advanced state : to develop by a process of evolution

war • rior  noun\ˈwȯr-yər, ˈwȯr-ē-ər, ˈwär-ē- also ˈwär-yər\
: a person who fights in battles and is known for having courage and skill

    We are all warriors. We have all fought our own battles in whatever form life presented to us. Our capabilities to move forward as stronger, wiser, and more courageous than before is our evolution. 

     My 27th year of life began yesterday. I can confidently say that I am the happiest I have ever been. This is a bit ironic because no part of my life has gone according to "The Plan" that we all gave ourselves as kids and teenagers. I'm not married, I don't have kids, I'm not in an established career. On my 25th birthday, I essentially dedicated that year of my life to saying "fuck you" to "The Plan." That year, I promised myself I would live life for me. Meaning, I was going to do whatever I wanted to do that I knew felt right. Six months later, I gave my furniture away, packed a few boxes, and bought a one way flight to New York City.
     That was the beginning of how I took full and complete control of my life, my intentions, my dreams. Everyday I make a conscious attempt to positively influence the lives of those around me. My goal is to turn this into a career, specifically through my passion of writing. I figured (with a healthy dose of encouragement from a handful of friends), why not start with a blog? 

Here's the start.


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