Pastries from Aroma Bakery in Burnaby
Most of you know, I do intermittent fasting which means I skip breakfast so that I can do fasted workouts. I don’t always eat pastries, but when I do, I eat it only for lunch. This pic shows what I had for lunch earlier this week. From left to right, you are looking at a cream-filled dark chocolate eclair, a napoleon which is a Russian-style mille feuille, and 2 cream puffs!
I woke up the next day still f*cking sexy. It’s possible to eat what you want when you eat clean 80-90% of the time, workout smart and keep yourself in vibrational alignment with things, people, circumstances that keep you feeling good.
#HappyFriday #pastries #SOML
by Daniel Nielsen:
An awakened man is a warrior of the heart.
He has heard the deeper calling.
He is conscious of his feelings and speaks the language of love.
He sees the beauty of the world around him, is present-minded, and knows the ways of the divine.
He is compassionate, authentically cares about people, and has the highest respect for the feminine.
He adores the woman who calls to his soul, knows how to listen and communicate to her heart, and understands how to satisfy her deepest desires.
He is comfortable being vulnerable, looks for the answers within, and is not afraid to surrender to truth.
He learns from the pain that each life-lesson teaches him, admits when he is wrong, and is always accountable for his actions.
He actively uses his sword with a dual purpose — to strip away his own ego so the light can stream in while also protecting those he loves.
He is a champion of those who do not have a voice, strength to those who need encouragement, and a light to the ones who have lost their way.
He is confident and strong, but he is also a promoter of peace, an agent of humility, and a model of grace and forgiveness.
He calls to other conscious men to join the revolution, to lay down their ego, and with true masculine energy, demonstrate what it means to be a man who is connected to his heart.
The following is a Frida Kahlo poem:
You deserve a lover who wants you disheveled, with everything and all the reasons that wake you up in a haste and the demons that won’t let you sleep.
You deserve a lover who makes you feel safe, who can consume this world whole if he walks hand in hand with you; someone who believes that his embraces are a perfect match with your skin.
You deserve a lover who wants to dance with you, who goes to paradise every time he looks into your eyes and never gets tired of studying your expressions.
You deserve a lover who listens when you sing, who supports you when you feel shame and respects your freedom; who flies with you and isn’t afraid to fall.
You deserve a lover who takes away the lies and brings you hope, coffee, and poetry.
Our bodies are built for connection. Not just a casual hug or hand on the shoulder. We’re built to thrive on love, and intimate touch is a natural physical manifestation of love. And by intimate touch I mean the kind that says “I’m right here, fully present with you, in this moment,” rather than intimacy which is just about genital contact. It’s an intimacy which can be shared with anyone we love, not just sexual partners. Studies have shown that the cells in our bodies expand when they feel love and contract when they feel its opposite, and our ability to use our touch to transmit that energy to another is an innate gift which we all carry.
Modern society is moving further and further away from touch as a natural, integrated part of everyday life. To fill the gap, we have created services that people buy and sell, but it’s not the same and we’re losing touch with our own natural ability to bring healing and pleasure to those close to us.
Massage is needed in the world because love has disappeared. Once the very touch of lovers was enough. A mother touched the child, played with his body, and it was massage. The husband played with the body of his woman and it was massage; it was enough, more than enough. It was deep relaxation and part of love. But that has disappeared from the world. By and by we have forgotten where to touch, how to touch, how deep to touch. In fact touch is one of the most forgotten languages.