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I am learning to be still... I mean really still

Thought I would blog a bit about the way my life has hit the brakes and yet taken off at the same time.. It's so strange the way we rush around, with our lists, and our activities and trying to keep up with the latest everything from the iphone to the ipad. I'm really surprised that I didn't crack before now.. and by crack I mean been driven to a blinding halt by what is surely depleted adrenals and a slew of other hormonal fluctuations.

Dear ladies, when you hit your mid 4o's and are in the throws of peri menopause.. two words.. Natural Calm. I've been researching and looking for solutions to nighttime anxiety and fatique, and sure the raw food has been great. I've lost the 10 pounds I put on in 2011, from the 35 I lost in 2010.. Fun that weight loss roller coaster.. The Natural Calm is a magnesium supplement, one that is dissolved in water so the minute you take it.. you're calmed. I read that women need 1000 mg of it during this time. It has turned my panicky situations into a small bit of anxiety that I can breathe through.. Although I'm still waking up a couple times in the night if I dream something scary or get too hot, the power surges, hot flashes just come on when they come.. and sometimes I just have to stop. in my tracks. Like today when Mariama and I were walking Carlos by the river. Just had to stop. Be Still. and then continue. Such a strange sensation but a life lesson for me.

In the midst of this time, my business is becoming what I want it to be. I'm only shooting what I want to shoot and I love the freedom to go to yoga everyday and grow spiritually and asking questions. Another thing I"ve noticed about this whole thing is that my filter is fading fast. I just don't have it. It's a fine line for sure.. I'm alot less angry because of the raw food, so I don't just walk up to someone and tell them what I think, but I know now what that's about..

I have the found the focus that has alluded me for the past couple years in terms of who I wanted to be as a photographer. And I think as I follow this path and leave the trail of carbohydrate fog behind me for good I will discover writing again and the theatre. I miss them both so much as well as singing beyond belting out diva tunes with the girls in the car. I know there's time for it all. What amazes me is that I was moving so fast in my head with a Starbucks next to me at all times, how is it that caffeine came and went so easily. I admit I don't miss it much. And even though I don't sleep so well right now in the early morning hours, I am a hell of a lot less tired than I used to be.

And sure I still crave cooked food. I do eat cooked Salmon and Lord how I savor that on a crunchy raw veggie salad. I also eat sushi. ALOT. SASHIMI. But if I do have a sushi roll, it's funny, I don't have the appetite to have 6 rolls.. unless of course you take me to that sushi buffet in the gulch. I don't miss alcohol, my craving for winter red wine is gone as well as my craving for DARE I SAY IT. Margaritas!!!

Just trying to meditate through it and come out the other side maybe knowing a little better.
Tune in tomorrow when I post the first of some of the shoots I had this past few days. So honored to be able to photograph all of you guys.

All my love,

R

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