Organic Summer

It's funny, I have always loved summer, but loved to escape Miami for as long as possible during it. We would pack the 4 boys up and head out. For a few years we rented a place in Vermont, then spent a lot of time in North Carolina, Utah beckoned next.

As the years pass we seem to be in Miami more though. The reason being we need to work around our kids jobs, internhips, sporting camps, -in other words we are no longer running the show,  they are running ours. Like so much in life the tables have turned. 

Of the past  couple of summers when we have been here I have loved it. The idlesness, lack of schedule, the feeling that Miami is pretty empty and you are one of the few.

 The heavy air I now embrace,  I love the tropical, sensual smell that fills my senses. I love the clothing that by necesity becomes so loose and light, so tropical. I love the sight of the pure casualness we all excude here in these steamy months. My blow dryer gets put away all summer and my crazy curls come out. Make up? Forget it, it just melts in our heat. 

So like many things in my life I feel the need to mark it, invite it in, plan for it,  and so it goes with my organic summers. Every year of late I have had new themes to each one. This one I especially needed to as I say,  go back to my organic roots. Slow down in my thoughts,  and begin my meditation practice that has grown lapse,  get my skin back to its glow.  I decided action was necessary,  I have been back to accupuncture to get the stress out, sleep back, and working on my digestion.

To that end I have decided to be vegetarian for the summer and that began last week. To mark that as its own beginning I had a colonic done today. Talk about feeling fresh and clean-nothing like a great colonic. Here in Miami/Miami Beach I wouldn't use anyone but Naima, at Nirvana Spa. You will meet someone it is an honor to be near, she works on your body,  as your spiritual side is centered. She is a gift. I am skipping out of the gym this week focusing on getting the great feeling of the sweat and release nothing gives me like yoga. How do I feel?...Growing happier, more content and peaceful by the moment, and summer has just begun for me, can't wait for the kids to finish school and join me in my state of bliss. 

xo ginny

My gift to you- an incredible way to start each and everyday

Blend up and drink it- this is your breakfast-you will be glowing in a week.

1 head dark green of your choice. Switch it up. Maybe one day kale, another spinach or arugula

1/2 a cucumber

1 apple

1/4 pineapple

1 banana

1 TBL ground flaxseed

water-around 1 1/2 cups.

Vitamix for this is perfect!

That Mahi Sandwich...

On my last blog I mentioned I was on the way to the keys to watch my son's lacrosse game after stopping to eat a mahi sandwich. Well this was no ordinary mahi sandwich...

I will start with some background on my eating to begin with. I am just not comfortable eating sandwiches. I do not like all the bread, if I eat some I like it to be specialized, such as  hemp, millet,  ezekial, or manna,
with some avocado, or almond butter on top for breakfast.

I am more comfortable with salads and veggies. It is what works for me and what I enjoy. I never feel deprived, when I want a bite of something I don't normally eat, I have it, and am usually very satisfied. I like my body to feel strong and yet light, agile in its movements. Eating primarily vegetarian, with fish thrown in, maintains it that way, it just works for me.

However I had made up my mind when I heard how outrageous this sandwich was at Craigs Famous Fish Sandwich Restaurant (Tavernier mile marker 89-across from Coral Shores HS) to totally indulge.

We sat down, we noticed it came with American cheese. I was surprised and thought how gross, cheese on a fish sandwich?... and I definitely don't eat American. My husband convinced me to sub it with provolone and go for it. Did I ever! It came so fresh on toasted bread with grill marks, I piled on the pickles, tomatoes, even some tarter sauce and ketchup. (my husband says it was quite the site watching me handling the plastic tarter sauce bottle-I don't know why that is the vision that stands out the most to him.) It was a 6 paper napkin sandwich, so messy! I ate every last bite, talked about each bite as I ate it and am so glad I did indulge.

I was describing the sandwich to a friend and they made mention it almost sounded orgasmic. Funny how a description of food can sound that way.  Food does give  such pleasure, if we are not battling against it.

Am I glad I ate it?  Yes, because I did not eat it mindlessly. I decided to eat it, relished it, savored it. Will I eat it again this week at the district finals back in the keys?  No I prefer my mahi over greens, but what fun it was!!   xo ginny