Well, shoot.

Here’s a random fact about myself I’d like to share: I take screenshots like none other.

(Be careful what you text me or share on social media. I might take a screenshot and use it against you in the future…

Jk jk 😂)

I mostly take shots of conversations that would otherwise get lost in the matrix of posts, updates, tweets, comments, replies, texts, etc., and in the muddled mess that becomes of my brain at times.

I am a sentimental person, I do not want to forget some things. I want to treasure them instead. Understandable, right?

These are two from this week that I want to keep forever:

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My Dad’s nickname is Caracol, which is Spanish for “snail”. Isn’t he precious?

First, for simply checking in on me for no particular reason. There is nothing happening in my life that would suggest that I am not okay. No, he just asked because that’s what parents should do for their kids, regardless of how old and stable they may be. It’s love, plain and simple.

Then, his emoji use. Cute cute cute! He has never included emojis in his messages to me before, ever. He certainly surprised me with this. I am still smiling about it!

Next:

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Those are comments made in response to a photo I posted yesterday while I was at the March for Science.

The first comment is from a cousin in Mexico. The third, from another cousin in Mexico. Both are teachers and knowledgeable women. Both are deeply concerned about matters in their own country, but now monitor what unfolds in this one as well because that is how preposterous times have become. Don’t get me started. Let me not get started.

The second comment is from my lovely Mom. As expected, she is telling me to keep fighting. What else?

I often use the hashtag #mamaraisedahellraiser in posts I make relating to my activism. It’s the truth. Mom made me believe the world needed me and that I can make it suck less. She encouraged me to be creative, to develop ideas, to let my mind wander. And she always ALWAYS insisted that I was brilliant and talented.

Now, I am in my thirties, and she remains my cheerleader. She continues to root for me, to offer her solid support, she is still that Mom sitting in auditoriums all day on Saturdays waiting for scores from whatever math and science competition I participated in. She is proud and expresses it every opportunity she gets.

That’s what parents should do for their kids, regardless of how old and confident they may be. That’s love, plain and simple.

Yup. I am keeping these demonstrations of love forever. ❤

I’ve got spirit, how bout you?!

Thank you for all the love on my last post. It is definitely nice to know that messages of health and compassion towards animals are well received. This world is not so bad after all.

Folks, true to my nature, I am beyond myself with happiness as of lately (save for a rough day recently that was immediately followed by a spectacular one!). This happens every year. Spring awakens me, I am inspired, I am aroused, I am motivated. The longer days, the extra doses of sunshine, and the added warmth all play to my favor. This is the time of year that I am my busiest, most productive, and most social self.

Already, every weekend through June is spoken for (the only exception being Memorial Day Weekend, but maybe I can escape to Mexico because my soul is longing for a swim in my river). Volunteering, activism, concerts, festivals, parties, celebrations, 5Ks. Oy. I am not complaining. I love it.

The trouble is this, however: it never lasts.

Year after year, the happiness dissipates. It ceases to be effortless. I have to work to make it happen. Why?

Early last year – if you read back then and remember – I was very much focused on self-actualization and becoming my best self. I went on to learn to take control and remove what was stressful and negative from my life, because only by doing so would the universe receive me as I am meant to be. Only then could I fully contribute and heal the world in my own way.

In July, I ended my six-year-long relationship, thinking that it would allow me to re-center and grow, even bloom! It did not, mostly due to the fact that I continued to live with him until just four weeks ago. He held me back, but I allowed him to. It was my own doing, I enabled him. I am not here to speak ill of him. This may disappoint you, but I refuse. I do it at times, jokingly, and immediately regret it. I cannot emphasize it enough: he is a great man, intelligent, interesting, funny, sweet, romantic, creative, handsome, and I do not know how he put up with me for so long. What I do know is that somewhere along the way, the harmony between us went missing. Whose “fault” was that?

Avoiding the tangent.

Now that I have my own space, now that we are no longer roommates, now that we are friends, I am jumping back on my path. This time, I plan to stay on it on the permanent. For good. For evah evah.

Because the universe is abundant and cares for me, I was gifted with a Wellness Expo being held at the town conference center this weekend, only a couple blocks from my apartment. There were vendors selling energized crystals, psychics providing intuitive readings, life coaches, yoga instructors, the juicing crowd, the aromatherapy lot, manifestation masters, you name it! Everything up my spiritual alley!

I was initially planning to attend Saturday only, thinking that I would spend today with family. My parents ended up making their own escape to Mexico this weekend, though – those lucky punks – so I made sure to score a ticket for today as well.

I am so glad I did. There was much to learn, essential knowledge to absorb! Gosh, let me get my notebook out… I attended the following lectures:

  • Chakra Health and Lymph Drainage Oh, the importance of that second chakra… I went back to the exhibition hall to purchase crystals to help balance it! Also, managing the energy we intake from food. Go vegan, y’all. For real!
  • We are Channels Every Day! Being in the flow, allowing ourselves to be spiritual and experience what life has to share with us. Listening to our guides and signs. Opening the heart chakra to connect with others, especially those we think we dislike or those whom we lost our connection to.
  • Spirit Speaks We are spiritual beings having human experiences. Our spine is our antenna, transmitting and receiving information, powered by our brain, heart, and spirit. We can use this every day to improve our lives. We live in a world of infinite opportunity to create abundance.
  • Practice Happiness and Vibrate Higher Creator vs Victim Mentality, Fixed Mindset vs Growth Mindset, Neuroplasticity, Positive Psychology (connecting, meditation, gratitude, compassion, focus, setting intention)
  • Power Language: You are What you Think and Say Our thoughts are magnetic. We are not victims, we are co-creators. We can visualize for others, hold a space for them. Everything you have or don’t have is a result of what you thought. Get the universe to shift!

    Amazing stuff, huh?!

    After the last lecture today, I ventured to the exhibition hall one final time because my gut had been telling me all weekend that I needed more amethyst. I went to a booth I had passed earlier because they had chunks of it reasonably priced. Obsidian, green aventurine, and moonstone also caught my eye. I picked my stones carefully and lovingly. Apparently, the vendor took note of this and as I was inspecting, he chose a decorative om (with a $25 price tag) for me to take home free a charge. He felt my energy and knew I would appreciate it, he said. I did. I absolutely did.

    What an experience!

    And what beautiful beginnings! This time, I will stay on this journey. It will be grand and the world will be better because of it. I am going to be the change.

    Message me if you would like more information on the speakers and presenters from this weekend. Also, follow me on Pinterest as I gather more ascension, meditation, crystal healing, chakra balancing, and yoga resources.

    Blessings!

    Whole lotta goodness!

    I have made an observation about my lovely neighborhood, one that may make it seem as though the people here are pretentious, but it is a noticeable one regardless. Everyone here is fit!

    I tell you, if I had a muffin top or more arm flab, I would stand out remarkably. Broadway brights or Vegas neons may as well point at me if I were to allow myself to put on some pounds. Men and women, young and old, all the picture of amazing health. Honest, even our more senior residents look fantastic! They are out there running circles with the fresh-out-of-college bunch. I have to say I kinda love it. It will definitely keep me motivated to stay in shape.

    I am back to trying a whole foods, plant-based diet. I look back on the last time I stuck to it and remember feeling oh-so-great. I slept well, I had an abundance of energy, my skin was clear, my hair was perfect, I could power through all my workouts with ease, and my body was bangin’. I want that again. I have been slacking for far too long, giving myself too much of a “break”, a break that only led to me not looking nor feeling my best.

    No more.

    There are now beautiful fruits and veggies in my fridge and freezer, nuts and whole grain breads and pastas in my pantry, a brand new water filter on the kitchen faucet, and determination swimming all throughout my body.

    Chipotle is still a must, although I will start forgoing the flour tortilla (maybe). And the one thing I cannot quit, the one thing I will allow myself to indulge in… is BEER. Good beer, I assure you, and not too frequently, I promise.

    This is for me, and as always, #fortheanimals.

    Love and health to you all!