I Never Give Up, I Give In

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I Never Give Up, I Give In

Nothing has gone “right” or as expected these past three weeks, luckily I let go of the wheel and allowed the universe take over 17 days ago so it’s been nothing more than a beautiful ride. The universe has a completely different design in mind for me right now and that’s fine by me, I trust the energy taken and given will be put to good use. I create everything and anything into existence and I truly believe that it is my positive thought process that makes me so blessed and successful in life.

Each day I go to sleep with closure meditations and reawaken to the clean slate of a completely new day full of brand new possibilities being created into existence. Last night I knew I would have to wake up with the sun with so much to get done so I set my intentions before bed and slept peacefully, charging up as much energy as possible.  I woke minutes before my alarm, my brain cranking long before my feet hit the floor. So much happening so fast that I can barely hang on – so I don’t – I let go and trust. I counted my spoons (The Spoon Theory), grabbed my list of lists, kissed my fur kids (the count is currently at three), cranked the car stereo and hit the road to the old Bumble Bee Tuna Factory (Check out a previous blog post I had written about exploring this cool abandoned factory: Isla Adventure Squad: Bumble Bee Tuna Factory) to take my best buddy David to work. The Clean Ocean Initiative Project is full systems a-go so there are new rules involving security all around the factory. I signed in and walked up to the main office to shoot the shit with the boys a bit before everyone got into their work flow and I had to rush off to tend to my own day. New baby goats were born at the factory about an hour before we arrived on the scene, which happens almost monthly now it seems like and I’m pretty positive they are all family in every way.

The two new babies still had the umbilical cords dragging as the little ones tested their knees and elbows weeble wooble so I snapped a few pictures, oohed and ahhed a bit and then hit the road.

I had to schedule special time this morning to call my Papa and give him updates on all the things happening with and around me.  My father is my best friend and our energy is always and forever connected, our blessing and our curse. When he is happy, I am happier, so in a way, my forever desire to make my Papa happy is slightly selfish. Full grown grateful Daddy’s Girl. I left myself exactly half an hour for the phone call, multi tasking with making myself a proper breakfast to fuel me up for the day. Our phone call lasted longer than intended as we gossiped like a couple of high school girls. His happy energy lifted my spirits even higher than I thought was possible for this day though and I was left literally pacing around my living room as energy and thoughts ricocheted all around and through me.

By noon I had handled my morning inversion and yogance workout, made all personal calls and returned all business emails, arranged an elopement for my Airbnb guests, bought my neighbors bicycle to add to my Airbnb stash of guest toys, returned a dog crate to the store, dropped off loads of clothes to donate, prepped lunch smoothies, drank too much coffee, walked fed and cleaned up after all three dogs and contemplated bathing them all but instead bathed myself because I needed it just as bad as they did and can not excuse my stench as adorably as my cuddly squad can. I was avoiding making commitments with three different friends who wanted me to step away for three different fun activities, until I could take a moment to rewrite up my days must do list, re count my spoons and be honest with myself about what I could handle for the rest of the day. Things are constantly and forever altering throughout my days and life so I have learned to be entirely flexible in every way. By the time I received the fourth call from the fourth friend requesting a fourth activity I threw my hands up, kicked my feet back, shredded my list and yelled out Fine Universe You WIN! For all my intents and purposes of remaining business minded today, everything around me is screaming go out and play. Such is island life, it’s super cute that I still try to act like I’m mainland minded from time to time though.

So, the laundry is drying, the guests have all been tended to, my casita is tidy, my calendars are in order, my belly is full, and I am sitting here recharging and recollecting some extra spoons for the remainder of this day that could go anyway. Right this second my biggest concern is whether I’m going to go swimming with Rafa, drink wine and laugh/cry about how much we missed each other with Crystal, go Playuela camping with Natalie and crew, or vibe out on the beach with Kris & Ari while burning palo santo and catching up on our time apart. I don’t feel one bit rushed anymore even though I want to do all the things. I am sitting here completely grounded and centered knowing that my people are all out there waiting to give me hugs and help me relax even deeper. I trust that all will get done and I will be exactly where I need to be when each moment is right. My body is at a stand still right this second but my heart is fluttering around with so much happiness I could burst from the feels. I never give up but will always give in to the universes design.

 

(The Very Second that I finished typing up this blog post, Kris & Ari magically appeared unexpectedly at my door and I jumped up with a shriek to give them sweaty island hugs and kisses!! My bro babes are here and it’s time to play, catch you all on the flip side!)

 

 

Rincon Rabbit Hole

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Rincon Rabbit Hole

It took me an embarrassing amount of time to finish this blog post. It’s so much more difficult to write about the Rincon Rabbit Hole while you’re currently spiraling through it yourself. It happens to the best of us here about twice a year. We live where you vacation. No Es Facil. It’s not easy living here in paradise, but someone has got to do it. Unless you have had the experience of living full time on an island in a seasonal tourist town it might sound like we are being cocky or rude with that phrase, but that is not the case at all. It truly is not easy living in paradise, there is much to distract you and draw you towards the debaucherous dark side.

Beach BBQs, bonfires, parties in abandoned buildings, fire dancing, mini music festivals, island adventures, surf contests, sweaty surfer boys and bikini clad babes every where you look. No real rules of the road so please proceed with caution. Bring your cold brew with you or a cooler for the car bar. Nobody knows what day of the week is it because every day is Sunday Funday. No shoes-no-shirt clothing optional type of town. We are Lords of the Flies governing ourselves with sometimes disastrous results. This is the Land of  The Lost Boys claiming Neverland as our very own. Bienvenido a Rincon.

Some of the town residents chase the Summer and live here in this sleepy little surf town only six months out of the year and the remainder of us take a deep breath of relief as the population swiftly declines leaving the year round residents behind. We form amazing bonds with brothers from other mothers and soul sisters that challenge us look at ourselves and our lives differently. Star aligned soul mates that will either return to us in six months with stories to tell or will fade from our lives never to be seen or heard from again but always to be remembered for the memories and moments shared on this sacred island paradise. March and April is dedicated to non stop Going Away Parties and drunken half assed goodbyes. I have the added excuse of March being my birthday month, so I am extra guilty of tossing all my regular routines and self restrictions out the window to romp around with the rest of my island clan like a wild wolf woman on the hunt.

I give in to it and slide down the Rincon Rabbit Hole willingly.  Bands, bonfires, and debauchery that you absolutely can’t miss out on, followed swiftly by “I’m never drinking again” “why on Earth did I do that” and “it never happened if we never speak of it”. We thrive off of an interesting small town bubbled balance of best kept secrets and grapevine gossip. Tourist population dwindles and the two months of Going Away parties slowly blurs into the year round American “locals” trickling out of hibernation and reclaiming their bars and beaches in a more mellow fashion. Paces slow down, businesses alter their hours of availability and responsibilities dwindle down to the bare minimum for some. You climb out of the Rincon Rabbit Hole, take stock of your injuries, brush yourself off and like a flip has been switched, island life is low key again.

It can be a vicious cycle if you are not prepared for it, but a beautiful one if you have learned to trust yourself and your surroundings and go with the island flow. It’s not easy living in paradise, but someone’s got to do it. Only the strong survive.

 

 

If you are ever visiting Puerto Rico and find yourself gravitating towards the Best Coast, pardon, I mean the West Coast 😉 then please look me up! I run several vacation rentals and provide a full concierge service to anyone in need of a little guidance while visiting Rincon. I have a groovy crew of adventurous souls and we love sharing our passions for this beautiful island! Follow the links below to be guided to my Instagram and Facebook and see what kind of island shenanigans I get into!

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Doggy Diet Danger

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Doggy Diet Danger

Yes yes, I am one of those freakish Dog-People who puts her fur kids first above all else. My dogs are not my whole life, but they truly do make my life whole and complete, not to sound completely cliche. After 14yrs of life with my Pomeranian-Schipperke, Osita, we made the family decision together to get a new dog friend. The first month with our new Sato (stray island mutt), Hennessy went beautifully smooth, way to smooth in fact. I should have known better.

I wanted life to be easy on all parties involved and had the best of intentions of instilling fairness on all levels within my two girls lives. I made my first mistake by assuming these two very different dogs would need exactly the same things. I so very badly wanted them to love each other like true sisters so I enforced the same rules and gave the same privileges to both Osita & Hennessy. I attempted to merge my two dogs lives into one without considering each of their individual needs. Looking back now I can see exactly what I did wrong. I made a mistake similar to a new mother who already has a teenager in the household, instilling sameness in areas that so obviously needed individual attention for each (fur)kid’s needs. I did not show respect for Osita’s 14 year old body needs and then further disrespected her by taking away almost every freedom and priviledge that she had been used to as I attempted to teach Henny about our household rules and train her. No more couches or beds, locked doors and fenced in gated areas, no more free roaming and coming back as she pleased, no freedom and less of Mama’s time. I inadvertently knocked Osita off her much deserved Alpha still wouldn’t eat and post and in doing so gave Henny the impression that she was Alpha over us all.

All of a sudden anything that Henny wanted she bullied into taking from us and would snap at me if I tried to discipline her at all. When Henny began showing signs of food aggression that became violent I realized we had to nip that in the butt immediately. When she attacked me in my sleep for rolling over and accidentally touching her while she had a treat in her mouth I realized what a severe problem we had on our hands. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me.

We are working on establishing new ground rules every day but this one is the most important ever for her own safety and the safety of all others that visit our home. I learned a lot from watching a dog walker/handler that I stayed with back in San Fransisco handle her own, her clients, and my dog and things I watched her do and say was stored away in my memory banks. Back then I didn’t understand why she had set certain ground rules of hierarchy during feeding time but after being attacked by my own dog I understood immediately.

Hennessy is a rescued island sato, so her food aggression comes from fear and anxiety, not alpha dominance. We are working fast to establish consistent routines that make her feel safe and at the same time let’s her know who the Alpha in her family is.
Our new routine flows as followed:
– Exercise before mealtime to reduce hunter mentality
– I enjoy my breakfast first in front of the girls (I always felt so rude for doing this before but I respect the importance of it now)
– Osita eats her meal while Hennessy sits and waits patiently outside
– Hennessy eats last and she eats small portions at a time from my hand until she learns my hands near her food means rewards and love

I apologize for not making myself perfectly clear before you stepped paws into our household baby Henny girl. You will always get good consistent meals, you will never be touched forcefully, and you will Always get love. BUT…..I am Alpha, don’t forget it young lady. 💪🏾

Just as we nipped the food agression in the butt I began noticing a severe change in Osita’s mood and behavior. After 14 years of life together, I am just as in tune with her as she is with me and my moods. She stopped playing, wouldn’t react when I asked her to come or go for a walk, refused to eat, and got sick several times a day. I could literally feel my little girl wasting away by the day so we backtracked super fast. I began to watch everything super closely and pulled everything in her life out for individual review. She would bounce back to her regular spunky attitude as soon as she was out of the house alone with me and Henny was left behind. Osita is an incredibly sensative dog so at first I considered that maybe she was more than a little sad about the severe changes in her lifestyle. She would immediately regain her ultra dramatic depressed attitude when we returned to Henny and I still couldn’t get her to eat.

My next step was putting all her raw diet and old kibble food elements in separate bowls and watching to see what she selected. I was honestly shocked when given the option she kept selecting her dog kibbles over the meat, sweet potatoes, eggs and rice she had loved so much last month. Trust and have faith. I trusted that she knew what she needed and for the next week I proceeded to give her every option available and allowed her to essentially make up her own meals this way. I checked in with our vet and they assured me that backing off on Osita’s raw diet was the right move. Since she had never before in her life eaten a completely raw diet it was wrong of me to attempt to alter her what her body had been accustomed to. We have since found a balance of a little bit of everything and I swiftly noticed Osita’s energy levels increase.

Today I looked up from my crocheting to see both my girls enjoying their separate and completely different meals at their own separate paces and my heart exploded in happiness. As I was sitting there beaming with pride for my little ladies, Osita finished her entire meal and went over to Hennessy and began their usual post meal nuzzle & tussle routine. We did it! With far less effort than I had realized, all it truly took from me was consistency and patience, the girls both learned and relearned super fast. We have regained balance within our household and I am still learning lots everyday about how to handle Osita & Hennessey’s individual needs. I read lots of websites, books and got advice from vets and friends before we began the raw diet transition. There is so much to consider that we humans might not be aware of when it comes to our fur kids needs. I loved this article found online

How To Make Raw Dog Food: A Primer 

I am still learning and I would love to know Anything & Everything that does and doesn’t work for other people’s dogs during the raw diet transition. It takes a tribe to raise a youngster and I appreciate the knowledge gained from others. Please comment below with any suggestions and advice that you may have.

If you live in the Oakland/Bay Area, have fur kids that you love dearly and want the best possible care for them, contact Claire who owns Ruffin’ Around and can be found on DogVacay. She has more than 10 years of experience, provides a wide range of Dog Services such as Dog Walking & Boarding, and can help with a lot of different types of behavioral patterns while your fur kids are in her care.

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Restaurant Review: Copas in Aguadilla, PR

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Restaurant Review: Copas in Aguadilla, PR

I don’t have my own vehicle and I don’t eat pasta very much anymore, but my friends and I were hunting for fun places outside of Rincon to enjoy so we thought we would give Copas a try. They had been advertising a Whiskey Tasting & Bossa Nova on Facebook so I couldn’t think of a better night to go. Copas had been on my Puerto Rico Restaurants Bucket List for quite some time now so I was very excited to finally visit. My buddy was in desperate need of a fun and relaxing evening and I was really pleased to be able to take him to a new spot instead of our Rincon Regular haunts.

As we approached the establishment there was an air of nothingness all around us. No noise, no people, tons of cars and blacked out windows. It’s always a sign of good things to come when the windows are blacked out, in my opinion. I love the sense of mystery. It’s going to be empty, Crystal said. Or we will open the door and get hit with a wave of food smells and noise, I replied hopefully. I cracked the door and peeked inside to hear….nothing. I peered around the corner and saw that I was in a small dimly lit dining room with a bar featuring a bottle lined wall at the far end. There were only two tables with couples at them and nothing that looked like a whiskey tasting or a Bossa Nova band. We were running an hour late so I didn’t let myself get disappointed because I came with no expectations and was more interested in checking out a new spot that I had never been to. A waiter came to seat us and we learned that in fact we were not too late to join, if we would please just follow him right along this way Ma’am’s and Sir. From the outside the restaurant looked small, I had no idea where he was taking us but I was incredibly intrigued when I turned the first corner and saw a gondola sitting in the middle of the room, umbrella lighting fixtures dangling from the ceiling, and silhouettes of Italian architecture along the walls. I still heard no music and show no people other than the two couples when we had first entered but I followed along the corridors curiously. How big IS this place?! I lost count of how many corners we turned down, but I gasped out loud when we finally made one last turn and I saw the dining room. I stood still for half a step with my mouth gaping open resisting the urge to whip my iphone out and photograph everything. We were standing in a room that looked like a creepy cool Italian dollhouse! The entire room was done up to look like an Italian city courtyard complete with tiny little houses, doorways, windows, scones, awnings, twinkle lights and more. Am I stoned or did I eat the cookie and fall down the rabbit hole? Maybe a little of both.

The whiskey tasting event was posted to start at 7pm but when we arrived around 8pm people were seating and waiting for missing members to arrive so we didn’t miss out on anything (thank you heavens for “island time” mentality). Our tasting host for the evening, Robert, and the rest of the staff were incredibly friendly and had laid back and fun vibes. Robert has been hosting wine tastings for a little while at Copas and the events were so successful that he turned it into a regular weekly event. I’m not sure if he had ever hosted a whiskey tasting before but he did a great job with the selections for the evening. Mi español no es bueno pero necesito practicar (my Spanish is not good but I need to practice), so I was very pleased that Robert’s English was good enough to fluctuate between English and Spanish enough for me to understand everything that was being said throughout the evening. We arrived hungry and knew the whiskey would hit us quick so we ordered a bunch of appetizers and a couple main dishes to pair with our tastings. My two friends and & shared a Caprese Salad, Risotto Balls, and two pasta dishes. Everything was beautifully displayed and the portions were generous. Our pastas contained clams and mussels, which I am not a fan of, but nothing about the dish tasted fishy at all so I was able to enjoy it. I am not sure if they make their pasta from scratch or not but I Am In LOVE! Nice thin, flat noodles that soaked up the sauces so beautifully that I ate more than my fill and had me regretting my sexy little skin tight dress decision.

Robert had six single malt whiskeys waiting for us all to sample with a warning that we would all be feeling very relaxed and silly half way through the tasting. My friends and & gave each other Bring-It-On smirks and took a quick “Pre Whiskey” picture for laughs later. I have no idea why I was so confident in my abilities to handle a whiskey tasting on a semi empty tummy but Robert predicted the evening perfectly. While some connoisseurs might enjoy all the background information about their tastings, I much preferred Robert’s casual flow and easy banter. I tried really hard to keep track of our tastings and I have listed them below.

  1. The Glenrothes 1879: Speyside Single Malt Scotch Whiskey
  2. Aberlour 12: Double Cask Matured Scotch Whiskey
  3. The Glenlivet: Founder’s Reserve 1824
  4. The Glenrothes 2001: Speyside Single Malt Scotch Whiskey

Here’s where things begin to get a little foggy. Robert warned us this would happen.

5 & 6. I’m trying SO hard to remember the last two but I’ve got nothing guys sorry. Next time I will bring a little notebook and keep proper track of notes tasted and my favorite selections.

I had absolutely no room for dessert, but plenty of room for more whiskey so we wandered back through the Italian maze rooms to check out the Bossa Nova band in the main bar/dining room. Crystal & I made a scene of posing ourselves along the gondala and having our pictures taken before we meandered back to the first dining room we originally entered to hear the band, Spirale d’Bossa, perform.

 

The members of Spirale d’Bossa were not only beautiful but incredibly talented. We recognized the saxophone player from Rincon where he performs regularly, he is a big bearded man with eyes of an angel and lungs of the north wind. The vocalist, Alexandria, had me swooning the moment she lifted one beautifully tattooed hand up to her vintage microphone, and I was a complete goner by the time her voice added to the sax music. I tried my hardest to not post myself directly in front of her like a groupie and sucked back a little too much whiskey to calm my nerves when she came over to introduce herself. My buddy David’s laughter filled the room, Crystal had all the male servers clustered around her hanging on her every word as she chattered away non stop, and my belly and heart were incredibly full. Just as I had the thought, “I wish my father were here right now he would love everything about this moment”, the band began playing one of our favorite Sade songs and I took it as a sign. I don’t drunk dial often, but when I do, its always to call my father and share my immediate moments with him and to tell him how much I love him while trying to not slur my words. I held the phone right up to the stage and let him have a listen for a few moments and then stepped to the side to give him a super quick recap of our evening.

By the end of the evening Robert had been inspired by my request for tequila tastings and my complaint of not being able to find many Mezcals on the island and has now planned for a Cinco de Mayo Mezcal & Tequila tasting. I gave a little shriek of delight when he told me of his plan and immediately started sending my friends invites to join me. I can’t wait to share this place with not only my papa, but with all of my Airbnb guests and local friends as well. I have listed their next scheduled events as well as all the links to the Facebook pages below so you can give them a follow and be notified of later tastings and other fun events that they host such as comedy shows and movie nights!

Copas Restaurant in Aguadilla, PR

April 8 – Viva Espana

April 9 – Noche de Vino y Cine Memoria

April 21 – Wine Tasting: Hungary

April 28 – Cata de Vinos: Hungary

April 29 – Carlos Ramirez y Su Stand Up

May 5 – Desgutacion de Tequila

 

Spirale d’Bossa

 

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Looking At Love Through New Eyes

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Looking At Love Through New Eyes

Before my thirties, I had met very few people to look towards as an example of what the sacred love shared between only two people should be like. Just before my 31st birthday I met a couple who changed not only my entire perspective, but their loving influence changed my entire life from that point forward.

I met Derek in 2014 when he came to vacation in Rincon, Puerto Rico to visit his family with his best friend Maty. I vibed out instantly with the guys and we all stayed in contact after they left. One year later Derek returned with his new girlfriend, Jade. I have always been “one of the boys” and am used to a variety of reactions that occur when a woman involved with one of my friends meets me for the first time. As soon as someone says, She doesn’t really get along with other girls, I know we will vibe out. Not that I don’t get along with other girls, but I am more likely to find common interests among groups of women who display more male characteristics (which also feels wrong to say because what truly determines “male” vs “female” characteristics except for our own individual opinions?). Derek & I have so much respect for each other and our friendship that we were both nervous of me meeting Jade for the first time. We both wanted everything to go perfectly.

Derek & Jade knew each other growing up through their school years and only began dating each other later in life. They watched each other make mistakes and grow from them. They already knew each other’s past, understood each other’s mood fluctuations, and honored each other’s energy in a way that I had never witnessed before. Derek & Jade were not perfect by any means. They bickered in their sarcastic New York way, spouted out You Never’s & You Always’, and experienced arguments and disagreements that would have sent most couples stomping off in opposite directions. Even their arguments are beautiful to me. There is so much love shown in every action that they take, individually and as a partnership. The lines of Her, Him, and Them are clearly defined. Derek & Jade are so very much their each individual people, and yet also very much one great combined unstoppable force each complimenting the other in such naturally effortless ways.

I quickly became in love with their love and in love with being their “third wheel”. Every visit they make to la isla we cram in as many adventures as possible, swap music until the sun comes up, talk until our voices are raw and laugh so hard our forehead veins pop. For the first time in my life I witnessed a passionate romance and love that made me want to scream out loud “I Want That!”.  Every emotion that they displayed between them is done with honesty, love and respect. I want everything that they have, the love, the laughter, the gentle disagreements, the honest opinions, and the complete partnership that they share.

I was waiting oh so patiently for the event that I knew was coming…..the announcement of their engagement! As if that was not enough to shed happy celebratory tears, I learned that they intended to have their wedding here in Puerto Rico instead of New York where they are from and I completely lost my head. But wait it gets better…..the wedding falls on the week of my birthday AND Maty (Derek’s best friend who I met a year before Jade) will be their officiant. I have not seen Maty since we all originally met back in 2014, and I have never gotten the pleasure of enjoying all their company at once. I’m so over the moon happy as can be you would think this wedding was for me!

Since meeting Derek, Maty, and Jade, my eyes have been opened to the endless definitions of love and soul mates. We are raised with the mainstream belief that our life’s purpose is to find our one true love soulmate and live happily ever after. I have loved so many people in so many different ways, for so many different reasons and each experience has brought something necessary into my life. The love that I speak of has nothing to do with sex, but everything to do with passion and connection. I now understand that being loved is just as powerful and necessary as giving love.

I will forever have the biggest couple crush in history for the two people that opened my eyes to a new way of loving and living. This upcoming weekend we will all join together to celebrate Derek & Jade’s wedding in Rio Grande, Puerto Rico. Stay tuned because this will be the first wedding in my life that I have ever looked forward to so I will all full of love and will have beautiful pictures to share later.

I adore this article from Elephant Journal on the Five Types of Soulmates We’ll Meet & Love In Our Lifetimes. Give the article a read if you would like and leave a comment below about any type of love that lifts you up!

 

“Important encounters are planned by the souls long before the bodies meet each other.” ~ Paul Coelho

Crochet: Educational Easter

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Crochet: Educational Easter

My friends like to say “Cloud can crochet Anything”. I always put a disclaimer on that statement: I can crochet anything….that I am in the mood to crochet. If it doesn’t vibe with me, I won’t create it. That doesn’t mean that I am unable to, it just means that I don’t wanna. Fiber Art is just as much a creative art form as painting, sculpting, and any other art form. That means that if I am not inspired, I can not create. Luckily I’m completely head over heels in love with my craft, and I find inspiration in EVERYTHING.

I began crocheting children’s toys as a way to round out my Etsy Shop selections and quickly discovered that I have a passion for creating functional and educational children’s toys. I started by recreating Play-School type toys in crochet form, specifically kitchen type toys. Since I am also food obsessed this only seemed natural to me. I have sandwich sets, pizza packs, sushi sets, fruit salad sets, and more available for sale in my Etsy Shop.

I also like to please the masses by adding at least one fun “holiday” item for each season. This year for Easter I have combined my educational with my holiday and food to create these fun color matching egg sets!

Check out my Etsy Shop to purchase these adorable Color Matching Egg Sets and to see the rest of my crochet items. I love getting more ideas from my surroundings and suggestions from followers, please comment below about some things that you would like to see me crochet!

Gypsy Sugar Crochet (Etsy Shop)

Gypsy Sugar Crochet (Facebook)

Gypsy Sugar Crochet (Instagram) 

 

 

Puppy Party: Meet Our Adopted Family Addition

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Puppy Party: Meet Our Adopted Family Addition

I have a fur kid tradition of always trying to pair up my old souls with young bucks. When one dog reaches retirement age, I bring some fresh blood onto the playing field to liven things up a bit. It is my belief that the younger dog will help perk up and make life interesting for the older dog, and the older pup will help teach the younger the ways of our world. This also creates a smooth transition for me when the time comes for one of my babies to move on to doggy heaven.

A small part of me was looking forward to some non-puppy-parenting freedom, but if I’m honest with myself, I know that I will never be happy in a dog free household. My best girl is a mixed breed Pomeranian-Schipperke, Osita, and has been an only child for almost a decade now. Osita & I have been together for over 13 years, have traveled the world, and experienced many of life’s great adventures together. She is so much more than just my best friend. My dog is highly sensitive to my illnesses and can help myself and others notice when my symptoms are about to put me in danger. She is the most easy going dog anyone has ever met, and that is not just her proud overly biased Mama speaking. I can give a list of references of her fan base.

I live on an island where stray dogs in need of homes is very common and when a friend approached me to help her find a home for a foster in need I began getting out my list of dog rescue contacts. Even though the timing was perfect, I was not of the mind state to take in a new family member. Silly me, I should have known universal energy was much stronger than my own free will. When I met Mango in person I had the sensation akin to deja vu. As if I had already known and loved this dog in another life. The decision as made for us, Osita & I tried to be rational and smart about the process, but we were already head over heels in love with this little lady.

Over a period of two weeks we baby-stepped the move in process and made sure all parties involved were accepting of this merger. This week we made it official and adopted Mango. Meet the newest member of our family! 

She arrived with the name Mango, but is not responsive to the name so we are utilizing this time to learn her personality and allow her to come up with something fitting. Osita has accepted this new lady into our home beautifully and is already proving herself to be a loving and patient big sister.

Osita has a morning routine of getting five minutes of full body rubs and snuggles and then she gets a frisky morning playtime attitude. Yesterday, I didn’t even have to get involved! I woke up to Osita cleaning Mango’s eyes and when they saw me awake Osa quickly stopped and started doing her little gruff and pounce “come play with me” dance to Mango. Mango did her customary head tuck/half lay down with her butt up in the air, all submissive like, but Osa kept at it and eventually she understood this meant playtime. They didn’t Actually start full on playing but they’re getting there Fast and I can tell they will have the same style of “rough house”.

I spent the day puppy proofing our yard and garden space so that the girls have the freedom to wander in and out of the house at will. A couple hours were spent down in my little garden space weeding and just hanging out down there so Mango understands that the garden is her area too. The girls love the neighbor dog, Lena, a sweet little Boston Terrier. Lena gets her favorite toy and shakes it by the fence as my girls come running up and bounce around wagging their tails at her. 

Yesterday while Bulleit was here (another friend’s dog, apparently I have become the dog whisperer/sitter over night), I had all the dogs laying on my bed and floor as I painted. It was Heaven! I love all the fur kids around, feeling their energy both calm and energize me. I have to do three times the cleaning because they shed different than Osa, but its worth every broom stroke.
I am so happy that Osita now has a little buddy when I leave home for brief periods of time and blessed that our new little lady is adjusting to her new life so fast! Stay tuned for when we announce our little lady’s new name!

Dear Diary

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Dear Diary

I feel a little overwhelmed

Every little thing is frustrating me into a short violently angry manner that dissipates just as rapidly as it appears leaving me feeling like I am choking back tears.

I can’t keep up

I am exhausted

I would sacrifice a virgin goddess for a few days completely and entirely alone. Just a few, or possibly a couple if a few is asking for too many. Just me, and  my dog of course. No distractions. No phone. No Social Media. No one needing me for all the things for just a day.

Sólo veinticuatro horas por favor.

I am craving a Vow Of Silence with every ounce of my being, but my lifestyle very rarely allows for such a thing. I literally penciled “Vow of Silence” into ten potentially possible days of my calendar this month.

Running a non stop flow of Airbnb guests and being MamaBear to all my friends takes a lot out of an introvert. Anyone who knows me feels my passion though. I live to serve. Sharing my light and energy gives me strength. Every ounce of my exhaustion is worth it. I love the irony in that. I grumble and groan so infrequently. Complaining about anything in my fantastically beautiful life feels like a disrespect to myself and to the universe that has gifted me so greatly.

I am grateful. Blessed. Proud.

Proud of myself. Proud of my family. Proud of the beautiful humans that I care about. Proud of people I have never even met out there making small and great changes and impacts. So grateful to be connected to so much love. So honored to be a source of light and inspiration for so many people. So damn blessed to have my love, energy, and light returned to me in so many ways.

Yet I am entire body and soul type of exhausted.

So much pain. I can no longer hold back the tears. I feel as if my mind and body are in a hundred different places. I exerted too much physical energy this weekend and I am paying for it dearly. Plus its Shark Week and I am on high emotional alert. I made too many appointments and plans, lost my planner, forgot everything, and made extra plans that I very well might never make it to. I lost count of my spoons (Read The Spoon Theory).

I’m frantically trying to keep up with these days that just keep slipping past my butter fingers. My brain feels like a dam that has bursted and been repatched up at least two dozen times. Crackled and spackled. Backed up and yet squirting and spurting. I am looking at too many tomorrows for some odd reason instead of being present and self compassionate. I know better. I am worried about the things that I am forgetting and making up excuses for the things that I already know I will somehow miss.

I am not unreliable, but my body is. My physical limitations still frustrate me a times. And very very rarely, I still get embarrassed and want to hide my flare ups and sleep attacks. Those feelings burst into an anxiety of the belief that soon my time and availability will be greatly limited and then into disappointment at my lack of self compassion.

Slow down Cloud. Breathe. Cálmate Mamita.

Be Compassionate.

Be Present.

As my vision gets blurry my writing slows down a bit. Breathe. It’s ok to feel the feels Crystal says. The feels make you who you are. That thought alone calms my soul. It’s always ok to cry when you are you. And I am always me so I let it be and leak from the eyeballs freely.

Such an incredibly beautiful grab bag of mixed emotions jivin’ and vibin’ within me at the moment. Yin and Yang. The dark forever embracing the light creating entirety. I see it all for what it is and embrace the feels.

Let it in. Let it go.

With each breath I feel more. I hurt less.

I am imperfectly human.

Inn Saei: The Sea Within

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Inn Saei: The Sea Within

I’m going to change the world. In fact, I’m already in the process of changing it. You’re going to help me. We’re all going to do it together. All you have to do, is trust yourself.

I have always known that my purpose in this life is to help to change the world in some way. I had no idea how, I just knew that I was special, needed, and important to this world. We all are uniquely important. My belief has always been that when you put a certain energy out into the world it effects others around you, giving that energy even greater life force. If enough people start to believe what you put out there, that thing will eventually start to happen and become even more real.

I just finished watching an amazing documentary called Inn Saei, that proved to me that we are truly in the midst of a great change happening. Inn Saei: The Power of Intuition, reminds us of the importance of stepping within ourselves and to listen and trust our instincts. Our intuition allows us to get back in touch with nature and regain connection with the energy of our true selves. In a world that is constantly moving faster, it is essential for us to find ways to slow ourselves down and look within so that we don’t miss the important moments and lessons that life has to offer us.

Inn Saei has many meanings such as The Sea Within, To See Within, and To See From The Inside Out. In the documentary, two Icelandic cultural entrepreneurs set out on a global journey to uncover the art of connecting within. They speak with a wide range of people, from artists and scientists, to African tribe Elders and school children. The most inspiring and emotional segment of the documentary was when we meet an extraordinary group of British schoolchildren who are learning how to better cope in today’s world by unlocking the power of nature and mindfulness. We meet a boy named Shyloh with anger issues, who with the help of a program being used in his school called Mind Up, learned how to cope with his own anger issues and deal with life situations in peaceful ways by learning how to listen to and trust his intuition. Overtime his own actions encouraged his family to make small changes in their own behavior, and so the cycle of mindful change begins.

Mind Up is the signature program of The Hawn Foundation, created by Goldie Hawn thirteen years ago, which is serving nearly 1 million children in the US, Canada, UK, Serbia, Mexico, Hong Kong, Australia and New Zealand. The program helps bring a solution to our children who were suffering from high levels of stress and who were completely lacking the skills to navigate in a complex world. The skills and the mindfulness practices that are being taught within this program has helped children improve learning and academic performance and learn valuable social-emotional skills that build personal resilience for a lifetime. The Mind Up program is available to therapists, camp counselors, and parents at home as well as for school teachers and administrators. By using Mind Up, people all over the world are benefiting from better communication, reduced stress, better sleep, more compassionate home relationships, improved family harmony and more. It is such a beautiful program and the more I talk about it with others the more hope I gain for our future.

I have inserted a link to the Mind Up website below so that you can read up more about the program if you would like. I have already spread the word about this program to a few of my friends with children and am super curious to find out who already knows about it and what schools are already using these practices within their lessons. If you know of any schools currently using the Mind Up program please leave a comment below!

Mind Up: A Framework For Success In Learning And In Life

 

One of the greatest dangers of losing touch with intuition is, that we lose the ability of empathy and the ability of coping with our own feelings. Children have to learn how to interact in a world full of technical gadgets but also full of human beings. We tend to forget that sometimes. This world is forever changing and with it, so must we. For so long I have felt so out of place for being overly sensitive and intuitive and longed to be a part of a world that cherished and respected those that led with an empathetic nature. For the first time in my life, I do not feel alone in my ways of thinking. I am surrounded by passionate and positive minded people who are empowering and inspiring all around them to make positive changes in their actions and ways of thinking as well. Inn Saei is a beautiful reminder of the importance of finding calm moments in the midst of world wide noise. Let go of the chaos. Listen to the voice inside of you. Trust yourself.

Our Souls Connect Via Social Media

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Our Souls Connect Via Social Media

There are no words for the incredible timing of the magic of the universe….

A gift arrived in the mail yesterday with a note from someone that I have never met before but have become good friends with on Instagram (I never thought I would live in a world where that sentence is not only acceptable, but the norm). I love to give all things my proper attention, and since I was not ready to do so at the moment of the packages arrival, I set it to the side. A message came through my phone a moment later that rocked my sense of peace and calm. Someone who very recently caused my heart and soul an incredible amount of pain and confusion attempted to reopen a tiny line of communication. Since I was not ready to address my feelings or respond to the message, I decided to step out with a friend for a drink and distract my mind for a bit and address the situation at the later time. I returned home in a stronger state of mind and remembered the package that had arrived earlier in the day. The note included said:

“I know that you said you don’t need anything, which is great because this isn’t out of need. I send you this out of love. I recall you mentioning you were a healer, I love and accept your beauty, and am so lucky to have met you, even though it’s through Social Media for the time being. I am a lover and a giver. This comes from a genuine and appreciative place.”

I was hit by a smell that I could immediately place, and a sensation between my chest and throat that I could not. The wooden Om symbol smelled like the pure energy of selfless love. It wasn’t until I looked up the symbolic meaning of a Blue Lace Agate that the sensation in my chest became apparent. I was feeling the anxiety of too many words attempting to bubble up and burst out within me slowly simmer down into a gentle calm and find their proper place within my throat.

Blue Lace Agate is a throat chakra stone with a gentle energy and is considered a stone of communication. It can ease the harsh edge off communication in difficult times, enhance public speaking, and smooth discussions. It also brings tactfulness to speech and written communications. Blue Lace Agate brings calm and tranquility, a lessening of anger, even deep rooted anger issues, and a calming of nervousness. It is considered a happiness stone from these harmonious energies it carries, as well as one of hope. It is also a stone that aids in inflammatory and arthritic conditions, which I suffer greatly from. My friend from a far could not have chose a more appropriate stone and timing to gift it to me. I sit here and wonder how she did it, but then again I know better than that. The energy of the universe did it, we were merely the receiving messengers of this beautiful moment and lesson.

Social Media and the role it plays on our daily lives and relationships has been a strong topic of conversation all around me this year. In addition to promoting my individual businesses, I mainly utilize my social media feeds as a platform for inspiration and positivity. It took me a long time to get comfortable with who I was and my purpose in this world, and learning to share my experiences in order to give others a sense of peace, support, and community was part of that process. I am so blessed that I have an outlet to shine my light onto and that my light is accepted so openly and lovingly by so many people. I am proud that my tiny actions have drawn other amazingly compassionate warriors towards each other and into my own direction as well. I am grateful to be a gentle member of this technologically advanced generation at times like these. This moment of the selfless giving of such great love is the very reason that I share my heart and soul with others. This is what I live for. This moment right here is a shining example of the beautiful connection that social media can bring to our lives if we use it respectfully. Live gently, love strongly, and pay the gift of life forward every single day that you are blessed to do so.

 

“Life. Love. It took me and it shook me and it broke me and it woke me and it made me into a woman. The bigger the death, the bigger the birth and as my life unfolds on this earth I can say that I love, I love being a woman. The more your heart breaks, the more it can hold. So be brave, my sister, be bold. And the bigger your heart, the greater your power and now, now is the feminine’s hour. The world is starved, its ravenous for you, and we need all the hearts on deck if we’re going to make it through. So go ahead, do your part, offer your heart and the world’s starving alter. Go ahead, shine till the stars shake. Go ahead, may the world wake in your wake.”