Is it Woo Woo, Magic or Something More…

This story begins simply enough a week ago with the dawning of a brand new day and fresh determination to accomplish my 3 for 30 Challenge items (Self Care, Fitness & Business) before 2pm, starting with Self Care, which for this challenge meant meditation.

To back up a bit to set the stage…after being a long time woo woo, non-meditating skeptic, while still acknowledging there are lots of things out there beyond my understanding, I’d recently started learning about healing energies and wanted to know if it was possible to use them myself. This element of my challenge was because I was curious what 30 days of consistent meditation would do for me and my dogs- our pack mindset, energy, balance, grounding, peace and awareness. Could I get good at it? Could I REALLY use energy and see an impact around me?

So that morning, after meditating with all 4 dogs around me I noticed Nicklas had gotten up and was standing there slightly trembling. On immediate alert 😳 I felt over his body, checking his chest and belly in case of bloat, see if he’s in pain anywhere, thinking back over what he ate yesterday and of course I start to worry (Nicklas doesn’t do anything NON-emergency) while telling myself to stay calm. I can tell it’s something with his stomach so I take him out into the yard to try and get him moving to see how he does.

Nicklas is starting to look distressed, maybe he’s feeding off of me? He does that. The thought pops into my head that I should meditate with him and see if I can create a healing space for him and help us both to be calm, all the while I’m debating if we need to head to the vet for an X-ray, knowing from past experience, with this boy especially, that time can be of the essence.

I sat down right where I was in the yard on the grass, Nicklas laid down right by me and I meditated with him. Not sure how long I sat there maybe 15/20 minutes or so. He was calmer but the shaking started up again and I could feel his stomach rolling. I decided, “OK baby, to the vet we go.” Going inside, I started looking around to see what I needed to take and make sure the rest of the gang was set, had water and all that.

I was hit with this idea to use some Peppermint essential oil, quickly pulled out a reference book on my library selves to see if Peppermint worked on digestive/stomach related issues (I’ve never used it that way!) and lo and behold it does. 👍🏼 I mixed 3 drops with some coconut oil and applied it to half of his belly, rubbing it all in. Rolled him over and repeated on the other side. Figured it couldn’t hurt and would maybe help him be more comfortable on the drive to the vet’s office. Interesting thing is, Nicklas doesn’t like essential oils AT ALL so that he let me put them on him was a miracle all by itself. I was halfway thinking I’d have to put him in the shower and wash it off, if it caused him to stress out more.

5 minutes later he had a TOTAL shift in behavior and perked up! 😲 I proceeded to load him into the truck and sat there staring at him….thinking 🤔….should I give him some more time….what if I’m wrong?…I know at the vet he’ll be keyed up, he’ll be taken from me and be stressed while strangers hold him down to take an X ray, not giving him time to be comfortable. I know they’ll want to do lots of preventative, maybe give him drugs, pump his stomach….and if it’s NEEDED I’m completely okay with it….and yet…is that the best thing for HIM?

I decide to take him for a walk and give him a few more minutes. He surprised me by wanting to move so we ended up JOGGING to the park! I was happy that due to my better health, lighter weight and recent exercises I could keep up with him. lol. At the park I let him drag his leash and explore on his own as I slowly strolled around looping the small park several times. Finally he started to slow down so I picked a spot to sit on the grass, he trotted over and laid down very close which is completely unusual for him when we are out. I knew he wasn’t fully ok. I continued watching him for clues. Again, I started meditating with him. Right out there in the open, cross legged Indian style, back straight, hands on my legs palms up…the classic pose, right? 😛 NEVER would’ve pictured me doing this in a million years!

The wind was gusting, it was a bit chilly, clouds were moving in like a storm was on the way but, as is common this time of year in Las Vegas, really wasn’t, with some patchy sun. An absolutely gorgeous day! I sat there being filled with gratitude that he was doing “ok” at the moment and that we were spending this time out in nature together. He loves the wind, it was cool enough for him and he was calmly resting. If this had been the dead of summer, here in the desert, it would’ve been another story. I only opened my eyes, however long later, when a neighbor came by walking her dog. I had my phone but felt no need to check the time. What did it matter? We left shortly after and made our way to a couple other smaller patches of grass heading towards home. I found a big rock to sit on as I watched Nicklas investigate, then he came back and again sat close, on my feet even. I meditated with him some more and then we just sat there soaking up the day, me gently touching him, he content to lean on me. I was grateful to not be sitting in a vets office with him stressed and me worried about him. I’m sure the construction workers that were out redoing our neighborhood streets were giving me strange 👀 while I sat there meditating. On a humorous note, I would say to Nicklas – “Ok, let’s go home” – and he’d immediately flop back down flat on the grass. This happened multiple times. 🙄 I got the message!

After FINALLY returning home he laid by me on the couch, not completely himself but resting comfortably. I put peppermint oil on his belly every 3 hours or so when it seemed like the effects were starting to wear off. And I meditated with him another time or two.

Side note – I learned that it’s Nicklas’ energy that drives the pack and he needs to be my focus with these healing meditations. I’d been waffling between him and Ian but clearly saw how they acted when Nicklas was uber calm. He never is! From the moment he wakes up till he’s sleeping he’s on high speed energy. I have my work cut out for me!

After a long tiring day and my worry that he’d have a set back during the night that would have us at the emergency vet; the light dinner I gave him didn’t sit too well….I put more peppermint oil on, rubbed his stomach till he burped and his stomach settled down again. He made it through the night and was back to himself by the following late morning. 😍 It took me another day of having eagle eyes on him to believe he was really ok.

Thank you for your patience if you’re still reading through this story.😊

I’ll end with saying that I’m not advocating to boycott the vet. On the contrary, vet’s have saved my dogs lives, Nicklas’ especially, multiple times so I will ALWAYS take them in for cases of true emergency and am extremely grateful for their skills and resources plus our own financial resources that we’ve been able to use to pay for their lifesaving care.

This time though, I felt I had new tools in my tool belt and was able to actually DO something to support my dog and provide him a space to heal himself. Maybe it was nothing serious but even simple pent up gas can be deadly for deep chested dogs. Maybe the meditation helped? Perhaps it was the essential oils? Perhaps it was my remaining calm and focused on listening to him and not scaring him more by freaking out? Or was it the stomach rubs he got? ? Who knows….

Whatever it was, Woo Woo, Magic, common sense, non of the above…to me it honestly doesn’t matter. I was able to put new knowledge to work, empowered myself, created a better experience for us both and Nicklas continues to do great. To me that is PRICELESS!

I will always feel blessed for that magical, Something More, afternoon we spent together. 💝 A gift I don’t ever want to forget.

If you’re curious about the healing meditation I mentioned then connect with my friend, Jamie Lee, who has been instrumental in starting me on this path. You can find her on Facebook here, or comment below and I’ll introduce you. She’s amazing!

Jamie and Reiki

Its Time to Get Serious

What are you holding on to that is holding you back?? 

Here’s what I discovered…

My story starts by sharing that my husband and I are on a life changing journey this year and regards my eating habits I decided to be All In. What does that mean? 

I’ve taken challenges off the table and said goodbye to meat, to added sugar, to processed white & wheat flours (breads, pastries and pastas) and most recently decided that a LIFEstyle, not a diet, of Raw & Living Foods was where I wanted to be. 

Why, you ask? Great question! 

Stay with me as I back up and detour for a second to explain. 

I listened to a podcast (I love road trips!) by The Raw Chef, who I’ve followed for several years and he shared an interview he did where the conversation was on “raw” vs “living” and what those terms meant. The comment was made that being all “raw” is a calling and to be committed to it you have to know why you’re doing it. What do you want out of it? Does eating that cooked meal every two weeks ruin it? Are you looking for a title? You can still be unbalanced and unhealthy eating raw so knowing WHY you are doing whatever you are doing/eating is key. 

Me, I want to FEEL life running through my veins. I want passion, vibrancy, clarity and increased consciousness. I want an unstoppable zest for life- Joie de Vivre! 

Having said that…maybe you’re wondering if I will ever eat meat again? 

Well, I’ll answer that in two parts. 

For the first- as part of that whole increased awareness thing you get with healthy eating, I don’t see how I could forget again where meat comes from. My whole life prior to this point it was so easy to disassociate an Arby’s roast beef sandwich from the animal who gave its life for me. It was how I grew up. It was what I knew. It was normal. Maybe that roast beef is not even real meat anymore, who knows. ? I do still remember how YUMMY they taste. 

But somewhere along this journey I lost that learned disassociation and now when I see a cow or pig in a livestock hauler it makes me cry, knowing they will never get to live out their life and die a natural death after raising a family living free in nature. 

Am I humanizing them? ??‍♀️ All I can say is have you ever looked into their eyes? There’s sentience to be found. A soul. An awareness.  

Secondly, I feel amazing. My body keeps telling me what works and what doesn’t and I’m learning to listen. Quinoa pasta used to be an awesome replacement for semolina pasta, now it weighs me down and makes my brain dull. Meat is on that list too. ?

So to simply answer the question: I’m CHOOSING to feel amazing and respect sentient life. 

Back to my original point ?, I have identified a couple things holding me back from being All In that I am taking steps to correct. 

One is Cookbooks. I have several with meat, dairy, sugar and flour based recipes. When I’m hungry and looking for a new flavor having those on the shelf is NOT helpful. It’s like a safety net that I can go back to if my new eating lifestyle doesn’t work out. Well, I’ve gone through and cleaned everything out. 

I only kept a few of what I call “Memory Recipes”, handwritten ones from my mom, the dessert I made for my husband when were were dating, the Hawaiian cookbook that belonged to my husbands parents…

To put something together to store them all will be Phase 2.

It feels a little like I’ve renewed my vows. Lol. I feel lighter and more sure of my path. Still need to go through a few magazines and newer cookbooks I bought this year to lighten even more. That’ll be phase 3. ☺️

The second thing holding me back is The Pantry. Inside my much loved walk in pantry I have contriband items, like canned organic black beans, a jar of organic, no added sugar, marinara sauce, a box of edamame pasta. I’ve pulled them all out and lined them up on the counter. They will be eaten this week or else. 


I’ll use this coming week to search for new raw recipes, planning out raw meals, dehydrating/making some staple raw items and getting more organized. My Tuesday “In The Kitchen” cooking show will be fun! I think Smoky Kimchi is on the menu. ? Maybe I’ll even tackle dog treats. ?

Anyone up for helping me organize and decorate my pantry? ?? 

Having The Pantry all done up right will be a commemoration and celebration of my, our, new lifestyle. I’m excited to get started!! 

So there’s my story. ? 

I encourage you to step back for a minute and take stock of your life. What things could be acting as a crutch and slowing you down from achieving your dreams? They could be tiny and seemingly innocent, like my cookbooks. I’d love to hear what you discover and how you feel after removing the crutch! 

Cheers to the journey! 

Joie to Your Health and Mine! ??❤️?