April 15, 2014

Uses for Apple Cider Vinegar

April 14, 2014

April 14, 2014

How to be Alone

How to be Alone- performed and videotaped by Andrea Dorfman

If you are at first lonely, be patient.

If you’ve not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren’t okay with it, then just wait. You’ll find it’s fine to be alone once you’re embracing it.

We can start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library, where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books; you’re not supposed to talk much anyway so it’s safe there.

There is also the gym, if you’re shy, you can hang out with yourself and mirrors, you can put headphones in.

Then there’s public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there’s prayer and mediation, no one will think less if your hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.

The lunch counter, where you will be surrounded by chow-downers, employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town, and they, like you, will be alone.

Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner; a restaurant with linen and Silverware. You’re no less an intriguing a person when you are eating solo dessert and cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact, some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it’s dark and soothing, alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.

And then take yourself out dancing, to a club where no one knows you, stand on the outside of the floor until the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one’s watching because they’re probably not. And if they are, assume it is with best human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats, is after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you’re sweating. And beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things, down your back, like a book of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you. Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, they are always statues to talk to, and benches made for sitting gives strangers a shared existence if only for a minute, and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversation you get in by sitting alone on benches, might have never happened had you not been there by yourself. SOURCE: LYBIO.net. Copyrights: Tanya Davis

Society is afraid of alone though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if after a while nobody is dating them.

But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.

You can stand swathed by groups and mobs or hands with your partner, look both further and farther in the endless quest for company.

But no one is in your head. And by the time you translate your thoughts an essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept. Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those “sappy slogans” from pre-school over to high school groaning, we’re tokens for holding the lonely at bay.

Cause if you’re happy in your head, then solitude is blessed, and alone is okay.

It’s okay if no one believes like you, all experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can’t think like you, for this be relieved, keeps things interesting, life’s magic things in reach, and it doesn’t mean you aren’t connected, and the community is not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it.

Take silence and respect it.

If you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it, if your family doesn’t get you or a religious sect is not meant for you, don’t obsess about it.

You could be in an instant surrounded if you need it.

If your heart is bleeding, make the best of it.

There is heat in freezing, be a testament.

April 11, 2014

Why You Should Stop Dieting


April 7, 2014

Your Body on Yoga

April 4, 2014

An Open Letter to Myself.

Originally posted on #loveinatinyroom:


Dear Me,

I’m writing this because you have been hiding your eyes under the covers more often than usual lately. Come out. Come up. Why are you hiding? 

You are a good person. You work hard. You love hard. You do your best every day.

You often doubt yourself. You worry. Why worry?

When you are most afraid, close your eyes. Sit still. Listen to the sound of the rain falling on the windows of this apartment you have filled with the sounds of your effort every morning. When you wake up and turn away from the sleeping body next to you–this is no easy thing you do each day. You will yourself to do what needs to be done. To move. To make moves. To be of purpose. I know it doesn’t feel like that all of the time…that you are of purpose. But you need to know that…

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March 27, 2014

If you saw yourself through my eyes…

Originally posted on laissez les bon temps rouler:

Do you like your body? Are you really happy when you look in the mirror? If you are a woman, I’m going to go out on a limb and guess the answer is no. I can confidently say, in all honesty, that I do not have one friend that doesn’t pick themselves apart. Is it the media, and all the pressure society has put on women? I have no doubt that plays an enormous role. You have to wonder if the cave women were walking around all pissed off that the girl 3 caves down had a banging body. Is it inherent, or have we learned it?

I have a distinct memory of a conversation with a friend, when we were probably 18 years old. She was broken hearted over this boy, and we were all gathered by her side to try to help ease the pain. She was crying…

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March 17, 2014

Strawberry Coconut Smoothie

Take care of yourself.



1 cup spinach or baby kale, green of your choice

1 cup strawberries, fresh or frozen

1/2 cup almond milk or coconut milk, as needed

2 teaspoons unsweetened coconut

1 teaspoon cinnamon


Blend and if it is too thick, add more water or almond or coconut milk.

March 17, 2014

This is for me.

“The city had beat the pants off me. Whatever it required to get ahead, I didn’t have it. I didn’t leave the city in disgust—I left it with the respect plain, unadulterated fear gives. New York is an ugly city, a dirty city. Its climate is a scandal, its politics are used to frighten children, its traffic is madness, its competition is murderous. But there is one thing about it—once you have lived in New York and it has become your home, no place else is good enough. All of everything is concentrated here, population, theater, art, writing, publishing, importing, business, murder, mugging, luxury, poverty. It is all of everything. It goes all right. It is tireless and its air is charged with energy.”



March 17, 2014

i want to apologize to all the women i have called beautiful
before i’ve called them intelligent or brave
i am sorry i made it sound as though
something as simple as what you’re born with
is all you have to be proud of
when you have broken mountains with your wit
from now on i will say things like
you are resilient, or you are extraordinary
not because i don’t think you’re beautiful
but because i need you to know
you are more than that

-rupi kaur


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