tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29255509041415438712024-02-19T07:33:44.320-08:00New York LifeSashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-21634393103629424172014-06-24T08:58:00.001-07:002014-06-24T08:58:47.663-07:00Changes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Dear all,<br />
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Most of you have noticed that my blog has been acting out (technically). The only reason I have is that it was visited by some kind of world web virus. I hope it's not the US government snooping on me :)<br />
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Anyway, unfortunately, I need to re-direct my blogging activity to another blog of mine.<br />
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Please follow me at my other blog New York Life: http://newyorklf.blogspot.com/<br />
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Thank you all, and meet you at my other home!</div>
Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-52815159244489697332014-06-19T14:32:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.402-07:00Babies R'nt Us<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers all,<br /><br />So just as soon as I embarked on a journey to find my true path I was cornered by my mother and sister about having a child. They pushed me to the wall, pressed the gun to my uterus and demanded I have a baby right Now.<br /><br />Apparently I am running out of time to join the most exclusive club of motherhood. With every minute celebrating my glorious 30s, I am wasting my life away (according to my mom and my sister).<br /> <br />Well that just pisses me off. Isn't it every woman's right to decide what she wants to do with her life? Why are we still marginalized by the society into making us believe that the only way a woman makes a difference in this world is by procreating. Why those of us who don't participate in increasing the already overcrowded planet are looked at with pity at best?<br /><br /> Why are we still alienated by our own lot (women) for not joining them in what sometimes seems to be a very disappointing and stressful experience?<br /><br />Just because some women find their purpose in having children doesn't mean others do.<br /><br />What about those women who are more conscious about responsibilities motherhood entails. We understand that bringing a child to this world isn't just a bow to our feminine nature. We actually think about the world we would have to bring a new life into, and how it's not the ideal world for a new life. We think about how most food these days is processed, toxic or genetically engineered, and obesity among kids is growing. We think about the polluted air and water, and melting arctic ice. We think how the corporation is controlling our lives. We think of all the civil wars taking place in the world. We think how corrupted our government is. We don't trust our society anymore.<br />Then we stress about our jobs that only give 60 days of maternity leave, and there is no reliable and affordable day care available. We get anxious just thinking about leaving our child with some stranger at a day care, and run to work to be able to pay for it. Then we worry that having a child will put our career at risk, just because it does.<br />We realize that we don't have "the whole village" to raise a child, we only have ourselves, and if we are lucky a reliable partner. <br /><br />If anything we are more responsible and practical about motherhood, and are fully aware whether we are ready to bring a new life into this world or not.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5c9j3Uu9p-UpOLuHn2wYo4zEF61QQARFOlNZivBC-Risen-D8YWB6LNwo0CuqUnG_fB1BFLZ00XHt6JUW6oa3DY9ImBNEyfi4pgcKwSwe0EaxAJuO2N18vtYsu8d2JQ8yArcDMDVHVL5j/s1600/baby+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5c9j3Uu9p-UpOLuHn2wYo4zEF61QQARFOlNZivBC-Risen-D8YWB6LNwo0CuqUnG_fB1BFLZ00XHt6JUW6oa3DY9ImBNEyfi4pgcKwSwe0EaxAJuO2N18vtYsu8d2JQ8yArcDMDVHVL5j/s1600/baby+girl.jpg" height="271" width="320" /></a>I am not saying that having a child is completely out of the question for me and other women of my generations. But we are not driven by primal instincts, and when or if we decide to have a child it will be a deliberate decision based on weighted options and solid reasons, and the God's will of course.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-27268281489594803402014-06-11T14:08:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.477-07:00Step I - Let it go<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers all,<br /><br />Being somewhat an extremist, I tend to get carried away with things. And although being this way pays off when a course of action is obvious, what happens if it's not?<br /><br />Since I started feeling unfulfilled working in the corporate world (about a year ago), I focused mostly on my dissatisfaction with the ways things were. Now, I made a big mistake by focusing on what I didn't want in my life, what was driving me crazy, and seeing what was wrong with the life I created. What do you think happens when we focus on the negative?<br />That's right, we get more and more negative. As a result we shut down all our creative impulses, and get even more disconnected with our soul.<br /><br />When this happens, it's virtually impossible to connect to your inner wisdom, and hear that magical inner voice that knows it all! Well it definitely knows what's best for you.<br /><br />I started feeling the weight on my shoulders (literally - as it lead me to getting chiropractic adjustments), and negative outlook on my life resulted in physical pain. I started having stomach problems and severe back pain.<br /><br />I knew I went too far. I knew it wasn't the way I would find my authentic path, and live my passions. I knew I had to re-direct my focus again.<br /><br />And I did. First thing was to stop beating myself up. You are here now, and there is a reason for that. Just being aware that there is something more than having a job is truly amazing. It's like that quietness before the storm, that's impregnated with wild creative forces that are getting ready to be unleashed. It's magical.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEUeONdj2YbENSAaKCgJn9QYCCxfb9Tn6Cqq1huQr1AWGumU-0O5Q7RLVAmlnC2eOkq6GukbZ8Y-0T98-eSlxTu6obcDLSL3pewOcXY5E0qFoCvDHtcVBsc-VJ1kT83LWfmpAEC2dstiD3/s1600/Wall+Decor+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEUeONdj2YbENSAaKCgJn9QYCCxfb9Tn6Cqq1huQr1AWGumU-0O5Q7RLVAmlnC2eOkq6GukbZ8Y-0T98-eSlxTu6obcDLSL3pewOcXY5E0qFoCvDHtcVBsc-VJ1kT83LWfmpAEC2dstiD3/s1600/Wall+Decor+6.jpg" height="320" width="213" /></a>Second, I needed to focus on what is good in my life, which was plenty. I needed to remind myself how far I'd come. Acknowledging your own accomplishments is extremely important. Not only do we focus on positive, we empower our ability to make big changes. Once I looked back and truly reflected on everything I'd done so far, I realized how fearless and strong I was. That boosted my confidence level once again, and propelled me to set out a whole new set of goals.<br /><br />And that's where I am right now. Still not sure what my next step will be but at peace with where I am, and that is all I need. I know there will come a moment when all stars will get aligned for me, and my inner ears will open, and my soul will speak clearly to me, and then I'll be guided to my right path. In the meantime, I'll do my best to stay at peace, and radiate my light no matter where I am.<br /><br />Namaste<br /><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-40306525047256757352014-05-27T13:57:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.508-07:00Mission II<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Three years ago, as I was going through the second biggest love loss in my life thus far, I turned to writing. Shortly after, "New York Love" was born. Unbeknownst to myself, the following years became the most important to my personal and spiritual growth. I found what I was looking for all along. It was the power of love I already had inside me. I opened my heart and let love surround me from inside out. The results were amazing: I started attracting more positive and loving people into my life, the world was becoming friendlier by day, and most importantly, a loving relationship I was craving for finally entered my life.<br /><br />I thought myself the luckiest gal in this whole NY galaxy.<br />However, after a year of basking in a loving bliss, I started feeling restless again. Now, I am not saying something was wrong. In fact, my life never was such a smooth sail before. However, I started looking beyond my own well-being. I started asking myself: What am I doing to make a difference in this world? What purpose do I have?<br /><br />I truly believe when we are in a healthy relationship we are encouraged to look beyond ourselves, to expand our reach. So here I am, in a loving relationship with a partner who inspires me to look beyond myself, spread my love around, and find my true purpose.<br /><br />First, it comes as a shock to those of us who've spent all their twenties building career in the corporate world, only to discover later that it was all wrong, completely off path. I do feel grateful for certain things that my career in the corporate world gave me: financial independence, wonderful people I met along the way, camaraderie, and security of a monthly check. However, increasingly I start feeling withdrawn from its culture, realizing that there is more to life than working for someone else, longing to make a real difference in this world.<br /><br />I am sure in this age, a lot people start feeling disconnected from their jobs. We are the most evolved society, and longing for authenticity is not a surprise or a rare occurrence these days. Yes, initially I was shocked to discover that after all this years of working on my career, I was actually drifting further away from my true purpose. I wasn't living my passions, I wasn't living my own life. Yet, I was grateful for this awareness. I had a glimpse of what my life would be like if I never worked a day in my life because I LOVED what I did. I started craving for my true path.<br /><br />So here I am, embarking on a new mission to find my true calling, and inviting you to join me. We all deserve to create our own lives, to find our own truth.<br /><br /><b>Summary</b><br />Mission: Find true calling, follow my bliss, make a difference;<br />Agent: Determined female in her early thirties, tired of working for someone else, ready to become her own boss;<br />Current situation: working in the corporate world; not being able to quit before another stable source of income materializes;<br />Resources: my own hunger for knowledge; inspirations from others, personal motivation;<br />Method: by exploring various passions and methods to find a personally, spiritually and financially rewarding career. Action-oriented but still connected to the wisdom within.<br />Test control: By documenting my endeavors on the blog, and drawing logical and relevant conclusions.<br />Start: start where I am and keep going.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPJ23gYazh9DaftlrXyufCimR5sNMrRrB2_z9sXrJ1B1wgWRzoGRstWoqHjA_NtgQ8Mk_EONjXFt3TIXgFpP2idnm6UwF8fbt_4TlRxMkLeLFx79NbX0hc6U2TNoVerkn-YA8Ae5M8UPNY/s1600/Live+your+life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPJ23gYazh9DaftlrXyufCimR5sNMrRrB2_z9sXrJ1B1wgWRzoGRstWoqHjA_NtgQ8Mk_EONjXFt3TIXgFpP2idnm6UwF8fbt_4TlRxMkLeLFx79NbX0hc6U2TNoVerkn-YA8Ae5M8UPNY/s1600/Live+your+life.jpg" height="315" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-54477882830016448172014-05-21T12:26:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.613-07:00Update<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers lovers,<br /><br />Today, I've taken an inventory of my blogging activity, which quite frankly shocked me. I hardly wrote anything this year.<br /><br />The slowdown was inevitable in some way, since I wasn't dating anymore. But the blog became a part of me in the last 3 years, it was my creative outlet, my spiritual outburst. Writing it and expressing myself helped me find myself and most importantly, accept myself completely. In the last year, I tried to convince myself that the mission was accomplished, and now I could move on to the next project. I would occupy myself with many other things, keeping myself busy. But in the end, I had to accept the truth - I get lost without writing, I get off track. It's as if I am shutting a very important part of myself down, the part that is responsible for my creations, the one that connects me with my soul.<br /><br />So I am back.<br /><br />I am back to New York Love, back to you, and to myself.<br /><br />I am planning to set out a new mission for myself that will bring me back here over and over again.<br />I am planning a search for my true calling. For now that's all I am going to share, but tune in all my fellow New Yorkers, those who are searching, those who are curious, for we are on a mission to find our true path. To connect to our soul, to find our passions, to embark on our own life journey.<br /><br />Namaste<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTct5vjGynxPqmvOZz-zkDplfL2ujdVOxBttcOnKUI6BGWQ1KGXEhkCgX285wAY7zPjEMDM5rdQhnM56zBVeuHOjpRJJbTlcGjGs4NNTiJi1RLyq-LI6CCLW5dJo4ZDCYtGsl8NhdUbPt/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTct5vjGynxPqmvOZz-zkDplfL2ujdVOxBttcOnKUI6BGWQ1KGXEhkCgX285wAY7zPjEMDM5rdQhnM56zBVeuHOjpRJJbTlcGjGs4NNTiJi1RLyq-LI6CCLW5dJo4ZDCYtGsl8NhdUbPt/s1600/cats.jpg" height="264" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-71773127757267948862014-05-08T09:48:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.624-07:00What If...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">We stop wasting time when we stop asking ourselves "What if" - Sasha D.<br /><br />Cheers all,<br /><br />Recently I found myself breaking one of the cardinal "happiness" rules: asking myself "What if"?<br />What if I didn't come to NY? What if I stayed closer to my family? What if I went to Journalism school like I wanted? What if I pursued "dream" career? What if, what if, what if....<br /><br />I am deeply aware that dwelling on this question does not only make one unhappy, it also makes one unproductive, unfruitful if you will. Yet sometimes the force is too strong to handle. I am a thinker after all.<br /><br />I've spent months searching my soul; although torturing my soul, would probably be a more suitable reference here. I was trying to look back and imagine what would have happened, would I have felt more fulfilled, would I have felt more purpose then? I was relentless, I even got upset that it was probably too late to change anything now... I was too hard on myself, without even realizing it. I wasn't my own best friend.<br /><br />What happens as a result of this?<br />Besides, feeling dissatisfied with your life, and mounting stress, you start loosing vision of your current life, vision of your future goals. You become dis-attached from the flow of life, you stop listening to your soul. It's as if you gave your soul a time-out blaming it for personally not being in the place you think you should be. The soul doesn't take it well, it gets sad, it cries, it eventually goes into a dark place.<br />Just writing these words, makes me emotional for having been so disregarding and even awful to the most important essence of my whole being, to my soul.<br />But I finally was able to raise my eyes, to open my heart and notice what I was doing. Not a minute will be wasted on this useless questioning.<br />The truth is we'll never know what would have been if we had chosen one way over the other. It could have been better, or it could have been worse. We could have been more accomplished, or not. We could have been more happy, or not. This is the question we'll never be able to answer, just like the question of life. It's not meant to be answered, for it is the essence of life.<br /><br /> I stop, I change my course, I beckon to my soul, I realize that I've done the best I could, I accept myself. and then beyond, I thank myself for being where I am, for being strong, for being present. I thank myself for being alive, and being the light. I let my "what if's" float away on a not returnable ship. I choose to live my life gracefully, even though I might never find the answer. I dare to look at the present, and perhaps the future. I let my soul tell me what IS.<br /><br />And I end up asking myself "What is"? I am still a thinker...<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1fIhegBoUwZigZ7w7aaGN27NjwKz_pdEExkyNSMWq7Oc1RhWZ_1oQBEdx164Qqx8CskqagCb0ftgGfgr8VGCq084Ci2aoC740blaeXmY9PKFBc3vUGT8kOWFYLE7ZEz65cOAP5YN5_1oU/s1600/woman+looking+at+the+sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1fIhegBoUwZigZ7w7aaGN27NjwKz_pdEExkyNSMWq7Oc1RhWZ_1oQBEdx164Qqx8CskqagCb0ftgGfgr8VGCq084Ci2aoC740blaeXmY9PKFBc3vUGT8kOWFYLE7ZEz65cOAP5YN5_1oU/s1600/woman+looking+at+the+sea.jpg" height="212" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-69097315951001321122014-03-28T14:37:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.675-07:00Friday: Happy Day or a Wake-up Call?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers All,<br /><br />It's been awhile since I came here, and it's been too long since I wrote. I've been letting my NYL blog quietly retire. Pause. I know I just dropped a big word there, the one that dooms the near ending. But life is about endings and beginnings, and everything has its own cycle. I feel, I know that NYL is nearing its end...<br /><br />Anyway, when something stirs in me, I have to release it, and I run back here.<br />Today, Friday in New York city (as in many other places I suspect), I've heard this phrase too many times to ignore it any longer. It seems that today, Friday, has become somewhat of a holiday based on all the "Happy Fridays" flying out almost everyone's mouth at work and around me. I admit "Happy Friday" is nothing new, but did I ever hear it so many times before?! It seemed more festive today than usual.<br /><br />Anyway, it got me thinking. From time to time, my thoughts drift back to this "illusionary holiday", and it's had a considerate evolution over time. I must say it made sense when I was in school, as it seemed like I had no choice but to attend it. However, as soon as I left parents' house (around 19), and started supporting myself completely, I could never quite grasp the meaning of a "Happy Friday".<br />I don't exclude the fact, that working on Friday nights for a year while in college had to do something with it. But it's a mere moment of my life.<br />Ok, as any professional New Yorker, I had my 60 (sometimes 80) hour weeks. Now, however, Friday is officially my last day of work. The reason I am sharing all this information with you is because I want to show that I've been on both sides of the table. And still I've always been deeply disturbed by the "Happy Friday".<br /><br />Why? Well doesn't it seem somewhat pathetic? It's as if we haven't lived for the first 5 days of the week, and only Saturday and Sunday hold salvation. Only during those 2 days can we finally enjoy our lives.<br />Too discriminating to Mon-Fri, and too much pressure on Sat-Sun, if you ask me.<br /><br />But seriously, isn't it too much of our time that we are just getting through? 5 days out of 7 is 71% of our time. Why are we spending 71% of our time in such a way that all we have is to look forward to the remaining 29%? And it's all over again, week after week, and so on.<br /><br />If it's true that we can't wait to get through the week, living from the weekend to the weekend, why not find ways to change it?<br />Is it our complacency that won't let us break this destructive cycle? "Happy Friday" people are not particularly miserable, but they are not happy either. It's as if they are serving time. Isn't life more than that? If you don't think you're living your life while at work, why not change it? Why not look for your path, pursue your passions? It could be as simple as building relationships with colleagues and finding meaning in any work. Work in itself could have a meaning.<br /><br />I don't want to be hard on those who love their Fridays, I myself get caught up in this trap sometimes (though rarely), but I do want to make them think. Make them wonder. When I started noticing that Friday seemed more exciting to me than other days, it made me think, What can I change? How can I make every day count? How can I live my life Monday through Sunday, no day wasted?<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-E8VnrPWMBDO5oIx-Dv7HVDHo3k6y5BSeUGnnHzuroCqhzPDGZLJbk_mZCDEY5grxCYThAbNvfsx9OdZL7lX0Kix46w9Yza-WxtCW9Dlc9vgxitWJx8t3E3lUYyhEX5yW6dnluxNO-VpH/s1600/You-there-Friday.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-E8VnrPWMBDO5oIx-Dv7HVDHo3k6y5BSeUGnnHzuroCqhzPDGZLJbk_mZCDEY5grxCYThAbNvfsx9OdZL7lX0Kix46w9Yza-WxtCW9Dlc9vgxitWJx8t3E3lUYyhEX5yW6dnluxNO-VpH/s1600/You-there-Friday.png" height="220" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlI0PDyd8sokdkoWffloVfqNk2P3Oims2U8ilr2NDKQPeQPPI1nGAuV0eS51x6LEhHVRZO4RomTMgnE9Ze6d0EIiIiZ9K1iKiNqLXkQzCPaUwNmSwWAq_IGgxox6PTBhfa476UFQriBM5e/s1600/friday-4+(1).gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlI0PDyd8sokdkoWffloVfqNk2P3Oims2U8ilr2NDKQPeQPPI1nGAuV0eS51x6LEhHVRZO4RomTMgnE9Ze6d0EIiIiZ9K1iKiNqLXkQzCPaUwNmSwWAq_IGgxox6PTBhfa476UFQriBM5e/s1600/friday-4+(1).gif" height="274" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-10506510327085299772014-02-17T20:05:00.000-08:002014-06-24T08:50:49.705-07:00Quotes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Just because I am a woman...<br /><br />1) All women have an obsession, be it shoes, purses or jewelry. For me it's lingerie. What can I say, I am very private.<br /><br />2) I learned not to trust most women. They change their minds, they are unpredictable. I am woman, I know.<br /><br />3) The hardest relationships I had were with women. And let me add, I am not a lesbian.<br /><br />Just because I am not a man...<br /><br />4) A man could be a good friend to a woman as long as she is willing to believe that they are just friends.<br /><br />5) Men will never understand women intuitively. And thank God!<br /><br />6) In the end, it's still women who hold the cards in a relationship. Not because we have a better poker face, but because we ourselves don't know what those cards mean.<br /><br />Just because I am a New Yorker...<br /><br />7) New Yorkers are not rude. It's just that we are always short on time, and being rude/ignorant is more time-efficient.<br /><br />8) We, New Yorkers, are not afraid of commitment. Living in the city is a relationship of its own which leaves us hardly any time to explore any other relationships.<br /><br />9) It truly is a "Love-hate" relationship with New York. Fortunately, those are consistently balanced. Just when you think you can't take it anymore, something amazing happens, and vice versa. It's high and low on fast forward.<br /><br />10) New York is bigger than life. Nothing and no one owns it. New York owns us. When you come here, it's not about you anymore, it's about New York.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDcW33_lOqJMO6-FKfWCUvSXU34xHROBv_oNtvw3SJEoark2SxDUcqKC6eD7TuuLNUgZL_WiO1NJBYZstwJe1GwNcsdthx5ZNYCw69YxSPbbiQIBRILA0TBl76muT-SmzKvTfr3lOdihcq/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDcW33_lOqJMO6-FKfWCUvSXU34xHROBv_oNtvw3SJEoark2SxDUcqKC6eD7TuuLNUgZL_WiO1NJBYZstwJe1GwNcsdthx5ZNYCw69YxSPbbiQIBRILA0TBl76muT-SmzKvTfr3lOdihcq/s1600/love.jpg" height="250" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-54107622091686100902014-02-13T09:19:00.000-08:002014-06-24T08:50:49.716-07:00Doubt: friend or foe?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">If you ask me what is a silent killer of any relationship or any dream, I'll tell you it's a doubt.<br />Naturally, I dislike the feeling, it's the hardest to shake off, it creeps up on you and, if not uprooted, will ultimately erode the foundation of any creation.<br />The truth is we all face doubt at some point, be it in a relationship, work or any other life area.<br /><br />The question is how to deal with it?<br /><br />I wish I had a perfect answer that would apply to all. I don't. Yet I am willing to make an effort and look for a solution. Sometimes just a search for it is already half of a solution.<br /><br />First, I want to answer Can doubt be good at all? Could it help us see something that we don't want to see? Could it be an indicator of an issue we are trying to avoid?<br />If we are still not sure, can we turn to trust? Trust could be the best cure for doubt. But how do you know that the prescription of trust is the right one, and not just a temporary pain killer to subside the pain? And if it's the soul that is hurting (which most likely it is) will it swallow any "prescription" to just numb the pain?<br /><br />Not a big fan of artificial sedatives in any situation, I want to find a natural cure for the soul. <br /><br />Trust is good but it's still a forced feeling that depends on outside factors, it's fragile. I want to be cured from within. I want to be healed eternally.<br /><br />What clearly comes to me is Love. I think my soul just whispered it to my heart. Love is natural, it's the core of our being, of life itself. When love is embraced, all pain is gone. Love soothes the soul from within as an internal, inborn light. Loving yourself first, embracing your fears and doubts, letting them phase in the light of love, letting the light shine through you, loving others. Letting the healing light of love wrap you holistically, and surround you protectively but open you lovingly. It's always within waiting to rescue. It's like an emergency care that never sleeps, that rushes when called. We just need to remember the number to call. The soul knows the number, it's dying to call it. We just need to remember. We just need to surrender. </div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-45875283033223846542014-01-03T14:04:00.000-08:002014-06-24T08:50:49.756-07:00Recycling - Green or desperate?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers my sexy readers!<br /><br />This week I've been going through all of the work-in-progress posts (the ones I started but never finished). Sometimes, we have a brilliant idea, we write it down, but then abandon it due to whatever reasons. I started feeling kind of bad for them (ideas), I imagined them being so excited to be born, almost like little sprouts, but then being halted and neglected. I know I can be very imaginative:)<br /><br />So I've decided to give my darling "scapegoats" a well-deserved right to live.<br /><br />This one is from a year ago. Happened during my workout at the Reebok Sports Club, when I accidentally (if there is such a thing) overheard another member talking to her trainer about relationships.<br /><br />The conversation went something like this: "How did you get married? You fell madly in love with your husband?" (personal trainer asking the woman). Her response: "No! We just kinda got used to each other, and then it was time, so we got married. It'd better be married than see what my single girl-friends go through these days." Trainer: "What do you mean?" Woman: "they can't seem to meet a nice guy, so most of them go back to dating those they dated in the past but didn't want to settle for."<br /><br />Hmmm (said both, the trainer and myself). I remember my reaction a year ago. Besides my natural curiosity for the subject, I felt sad. Isn't it like lowering your standards? It's as if a woman's image of herself suffered from not finding love, and she decided that all she could do is settle for the best available option. Really sad. and Pathetic. I am sorry, but I have to say it. Because having a strong sense of herself is woman's nature. She is a goddess who brings life to this Earth. Why do women forget about their Divine, and degrade themselves due to social misconceptions of being single. It seems that it's more acceptable to be married to a completely wrong person (and ruin life of 2 of them, plus to partners they could have made happy) than being alone.<br /><br />I know it's not all black and white, and there are exceptions to all situations. But in this particular case, it seemed more like a desperate need to be with someone rather than be alone.<br /><br />Why are we so terrified of being alone? Why don't we love ourselves enough to feel compete? Lastly how can we believe that we can find someone to make us happy before we are happy alone?<br /><br />It's been said and will be said many times by me and others: We need to fall in love with ourselves first. Become our own best friend and lover, and then, only then feel compelled to share all this love we have inside. A woman glowing in her Bliss is irresistible. She is a Goddess, she is a wolf. She doesn't recycle men, she finds her wolf to run with.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjut1nsrQiJcfKJyZtcYun0wGxB1JjrRU51kDHsBJ4jeKjIiqo69SSOaPGV49Q1Q1hgVPm4WSi1K-O5auBpRatjOC5ijwfFfRwzpZ1Qv01yUICvN8Y6ZpJ1ONslfZt6EW87Q88rlOTZQSXx/s1600/Sisters-Kiss-scott-denny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjut1nsrQiJcfKJyZtcYun0wGxB1JjrRU51kDHsBJ4jeKjIiqo69SSOaPGV49Q1Q1hgVPm4WSi1K-O5auBpRatjOC5ijwfFfRwzpZ1Qv01yUICvN8Y6ZpJ1ONslfZt6EW87Q88rlOTZQSXx/s320/Sisters-Kiss-scott-denny.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-18163527374530537142013-12-30T14:54:00.000-08:002014-06-24T08:50:49.787-07:00Quotes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers lovers,<br /><br />So here we are saying good bye to 2013. I believe it was a better year than before, or that's what we like to believe year after year. But we do have something to be grateful for, and it's not the royal baby coming into this world. It's our families and friends, it's those who've been with us through the year, who called us when we needed them, who held our hand, who made us coffee, who said they loved us...<br /><br />I'd like to end this year with some of my quotes. And in a New Year spirit, there will be 12 of them. <br /><br />1) A secret to happiness is selective memory. Remembering only positive moments, and forgetting negative.<br /><br />2) Standards are just someone's opinions powered by strong conviction.<br /><br />3) Having big ideas for my future is what makes me feel young.<br /><br />4) Sadness is happiness in a bad mood.<br /><br />5) All feelings are beautiful, and deserve to be equally loved. Only then can we see lessons they hold for us.<br /><br />6) I love to take care of myself. It makes me feel like a real man who found his perfect woman.<br /><br />7) If a man wants to understand a woman, he should get a cat.<br /><br />8) A woman is like a cat. Even if she plays hard to get it doesn't mean she doesn't want to be petted.<br /><br />9) Again, a woman is like a cat. She'll come around after you stopped chasing her.<br /><br /><br />And here's my naughty (or mean:) side, and the reason why Santa passed my house this year:(<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWz04KFfFTyuxHrNtDsokvK682phhFTRApYtaR_uddC4A_oKYIOJTpyTuiQ27YiGqQ0XVPCDnoMODnwZR4yW9J4HnEDO88bBAreOcqeRgGwg8NDQ8uPBNY6azn0T-2B_cDRf7hA3OwK-v/s1600/baby+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWz04KFfFTyuxHrNtDsokvK682phhFTRApYtaR_uddC4A_oKYIOJTpyTuiQ27YiGqQ0XVPCDnoMODnwZR4yW9J4HnEDO88bBAreOcqeRgGwg8NDQ8uPBNY6azn0T-2B_cDRf7hA3OwK-v/s320/baby+girl.jpg" width="320" /></a>10) More annoying than a pregnant woman is probably a bride (sorry! and I do admit there are rare exceptions applying to both).<br /><br />11) I think grudges are the worst feelings to hold inside. They are destructive to the soul, mind and body. They hold one captive from loving others and the world. They cloud mind and judgement. Lastly, being happy is virtually impossible if one has grudges.<br /><br />12) I don't like excuses. I can't even swallow them, let alone digest.<br /><br />Happy 2014 to All. Let's not hope, let's make 2014 better than 2013. Simply being nice to others will make a difference. Love to All!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH2ijdM0EkuB0Dwo94Fu6qKzxS8RrXbp41qtnRWqNMAB73b8vYc15MCKfXzvFwzevavfj9MMc8if-zw0GCEM857Tr7qOHdaWJIWEmho3TWHPmifsJuopC7geOifupczY6h7nQQCRTdWO-c/s1600/NewYearsEve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH2ijdM0EkuB0Dwo94Fu6qKzxS8RrXbp41qtnRWqNMAB73b8vYc15MCKfXzvFwzevavfj9MMc8if-zw0GCEM857Tr7qOHdaWJIWEmho3TWHPmifsJuopC7geOifupczY6h7nQQCRTdWO-c/s400/NewYearsEve.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-29747633414457874282013-12-02T14:59:00.000-08:002014-06-24T08:50:49.829-07:00Anything Is Everything<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers All,<br /><br />As most of you know, I am a big fan of yoga. The benefits are endless, but when I come across a teacher who touches my soul the experience is priceless. I see it as a true blessing.<br /><br />Exactly that happened last week. I wouldn't say he was the best teacher in the world, but wisdom coming from him made me look inside and think. He shared many wonderful thoughts, but one of them touched me the most. While in my down-facing dog, he dropped a wisdom bomb on me. Literally. It resonated with me right away, it was a light bulb moment. Not to keep you in suspense any longer (just testing your patience), here it is:<br /><br />"How you do anything is how you do everything."<br /><br />Sounds simple at first, but not quite. I expect to some it might not make sense at all. Yet some would want to disagree. But if you dare to see the depth of this saying, you'll be able to connect the dots.<br /><br />Let me explain. The teacher was originally referring to a yoga practice. Specifically, to simple poses, basics so to speak. And what he meant was how you do any pose (small or big) is how you do all of them. If you give your best shot with a simple mountain pose you will strive to do the best you can with any challenging pose. He went further and transcended this wisdom from yoga mat to life.<br /><br />Really if you think about it, if you approach any small task with passion and determination, you most likely strive for that same passion in other areas in your life. And vice versa. If you don't care, and just do a half-a**ed job in some areas, most likely it is how you approach other areas in your life. People who are known to do their best with anything do it with everything.<br /><br />I know some might disagree, but those who always strive to be the best they can be, know what I am talking about. They also know when they are not giving their best selves, and deep down they know they are cheating themselves. I know it too well. Always been the one who strives to improve herself, I am painfully aware when I am faking it. The feeling is so destructive to the soul that giving your best self is the not just a solution but the only answer. <br /><br />And how I do anything will ultimately lead to how I do everything (no matter what it is). That is why I wouldn't leave work at 5:57pm, why I wouldn't use excuses to call in sick, or work from home, why I wouldn't leave a yoga class during the final Shavasana pose, why I wouldn't promise unless I was 100% sure I'd keep it, why I wouldn't lie.<br />And it's simple, because my attitude towards anything will determine my attitude towards everything. those 3 minutes won't give me anything but a pathetic excuse for my personal weakness. If I take the low road in one area, how can I expect to ride the high road in another? It's the standard you hold yourself to that determines how you approach anything and everything. <br /><br />Go beyond small and big. Go wholesome. Take the high road every time. </div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-9430074055790587512013-10-18T19:57:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.839-07:00Man is not a Woman, Woman is not a Man<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I know I am stating the obvious (the title) here, but you'll be surprised how often we forget this.<br />Let me explain.<br />How often we imagine in our minds what a man should do, say or think. We women forget that men don't think the way we do, they don't feel the way we do, and they certainly don't understand why we get upset because they didn't react the way we wanted them to. I am sure it goes the other way around too.<br />But since I am a woman, it's easier for me to elaborate from a female's perspective.<br />Here's a scenario. Let's say we want him to be more loving to us. But instead of just coming up to him and telling him directly into his face what we want, we start saying stupid things like "I don't feel like you're present", "I feel distance", etc. In the meantime, what we really mean is that we want more loving, what we really want is for him to say "Don't be silly, I love you so much. Come here". That's what we women would do/say, wouldn't we?<br /><br />But men are not us. They take whatever we say literally. So instead of opening his arms and wrapping them around us, he starts thinking that she's not happy with him, even worse, he doesn't make her happy. And this is probably the most terrible thing he could feel in regard to a relationship since he takes it as a direct accusation of not being enough. If she is not happy with me, I need to go.<br /><br />So you see, instead of getting what we truly wanted we got the absolute opposite. Very ironic to say the least, and could be fatally damaging.<br /><br />By trial and error (and unnecessary tears) I learned to forgo my "female mind tricks", and just simply say what I want. And what a relief, who knew it would be so easy?<br />If it's a good and loving relationship, a partner will respond and give, and give. He wants to make you happy, and if you tell him how, he'll do it.<br /><br />Relationships are real, they need understanding. But it won't come from projecting your personal assumptions. We need to get out of our heads, and start seeing another as an individual with their personal thoughts and perceptions.<br /><br />Good loving to all.<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIX9n8Yi5bDCYm7z4NkJSdSWn7ktwgqpDEwIPzfkfkhaPAkHsObkPjuofvMVUvRIjSd8X9QZYbTRHRs80sF-kvZJiClSy41nSK3X_DkOug0Z-_H2Y-UBu9i76qiujmzaKBzdGwV8OzR7se/s1600/ss-080526-sexcity-05_grid-6x2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIX9n8Yi5bDCYm7z4NkJSdSWn7ktwgqpDEwIPzfkfkhaPAkHsObkPjuofvMVUvRIjSd8X9QZYbTRHRs80sF-kvZJiClSy41nSK3X_DkOug0Z-_H2Y-UBu9i76qiujmzaKBzdGwV8OzR7se/s320/ss-080526-sexcity-05_grid-6x2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-11485244236482328912013-09-28T19:18:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.870-07:00Everyday Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers lovers,<br /><br />So I've been thinking and wondering what direction should I take now that I am in a relationship with a man I love?<br />The truth is I miss my blog, I miss writing about my thoughts, sharing my endeavors. What the hell, I miss talking about love and sex.<br />And then I realized, I don't have to end my blog. In fact, I should come back, I need to come back. I feel it's even more of my duty now that I'm learning what love is.<br />You see, searching for love doesn't really end once we fall in love. Quite the opposite, love keeps revealing itself more and more as we go along. Sometimes, we lose ourselves or let our egos take control, but if we run back to love and let it rule our lives, we realize that it's being discovered every day, it's being experienced every moment. Love in a way gets a life of its own.<br /><br />Yes, that's what I am beginning to learn. In the last year or so, I made mistakes, I chickened out a few times. But I am glad I was smart enough (and lucky enough to have a patient lover) to always come back to love and let it take its course. It wasn't as easy for me as I expected, in fact, I realized, I didn't really know what love was till now. It's not what most of us think it is. It's not just chemistry and excitement. It's also about compassion, acceptance and giving. And I am only scratching the surface here.<br /><br />So I've decided to start a new series about every day love. I'll write about my thoughts and experiences on what love is, what it takes to keep it alive, and how to surrender to it.<br /><br />Mistakenly we believe that once we find love, there is nothing else we need to do. Somehow all our problems and issues will disappear, and we'll live in a perpetual bliss of romance.<br />Let me tell you, we humans also have egos and minds that like to sabotage (screw up really) whenever we feel vulnerable or giving control away. And being in love is letting yourself being vulnerable, it's about giving up control to the relationship. For most of us, especially the strong-willed ones, giving up control is not the easiest thing. Some of us have lost trust after a few disappointments. Some of us closed off completely.<br /><br />I've been a victim of my fears and doubts, I've let my ego mess with my life. But letting love in and surrendering to it in the end, was the best decision I made in my life.<br /><br />I know most people will relate to what I am sharing here. And as I am learning myself how to love and to be loved, I want to share it with you. For believe me, there is nothing more beautiful than to love and be loved. It opens our hearts, it tames our minds, and most importantly, it reveals our souls.<br /><br /> Welcome to my new series "Let Love Rule"<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikjq5ErUCn-eMmYlRSMUVhDn1Q8C7J3bjZ9TDe5BW5x4WOXTMuEaQa43bTOAAycCKXb9l5GlH3ahfL-6FMC81CQd-A2OUvnishxvL8jJQEvn770vTq5iM4U89lVY8USYkjFDm8Tkr8bqzY/s1600/IMG_3848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikjq5ErUCn-eMmYlRSMUVhDn1Q8C7J3bjZ9TDe5BW5x4WOXTMuEaQa43bTOAAycCKXb9l5GlH3ahfL-6FMC81CQd-A2OUvnishxvL8jJQEvn770vTq5iM4U89lVY8USYkjFDm8Tkr8bqzY/s320/IMG_3848.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisLx8NJ2MeWF0JjXT-SePeiYmiMQ574AGmYFrCjA7k9JptREfpwNF_9vzJFP80QgEv7vGAhXbbJ5IaoomuBAzTMXYGfDsdJLa-CwbGfKa0v2i8LFGi1-H8gQb8VQJJ_lvv7rzkzmMH934/s1600/IMG_4178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisLx8NJ2MeWF0JjXT-SePeiYmiMQ574AGmYFrCjA7k9JptREfpwNF_9vzJFP80QgEv7vGAhXbbJ5IaoomuBAzTMXYGfDsdJLa-CwbGfKa0v2i8LFGi1-H8gQb8VQJJ_lvv7rzkzmMH934/s320/IMG_4178.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-10642763489366020132013-09-11T14:23:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.881-07:00A come-back<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers lovers,<br /><br />I know I've been avoiding my blog (and you) for months now. In few posts during that time, I'd drop a line promising to explain my disappearance in the near future. "Near future" is subjective but even I agree, in my case, it took a very long time.<br /><br />The time has come, the secret is ready to be revealed.<br />I've got a lover. Call it a partner, boy-friend, man. I personally prefer "lover" for obvious reasons:)<br />If you recall this blog's main objective was to find love. I started it 2+ years ago as a single gal, getting over a painful break-up with my 2nd love. Instead of closing my heart and throwing a key into the ocean, I decided to open it and let it guide me to find love again.<br />For 2 years, I shared with you my experiences, good or bad, mostly fun, sometimes even frisky... I dated, I ran away to Vegas, I tried many things, but mainly I was learning to be happy on my own.<br />And I did. Just last summer (July 2012), I realized something (the most) important thing in life: Love is already there, inside your heart. No need to look for it, for it will be escaping you for as long as you do. It might be strong but it's unobtrusive, it wants you to find it for yourself. It's waiting patiently and quietly. And when you do, it will whisper from your heart, it will fill your soul with love so complete that you'll never have to look outside yourself anymore. It will be your light and guide.<br /><br />So I finally came to that point in my life. I realized how loved I was, how complete I was. And it was then that I stopped looking for love from outside myself. Not long after, we met, then we fell in love, and then started a relationship.<br />So you see, I couldn't be as devoted to my blog anymore, for the objective changed. In a way, mission was accomplished.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIopHAqmdIgx2olCsar5jBQqA8vzBKABZJQe8JADTNJpwdT_8c6eNkRjYRuioyeGvMOBsQoMj4yNNBpViKwP1ty6zrbVJ-rnl0H7EqtCXc8gKdKqL4AcEM8k5XpBBw48UVmxSce0saE2Bt/s1600/hawaii+a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIopHAqmdIgx2olCsar5jBQqA8vzBKABZJQe8JADTNJpwdT_8c6eNkRjYRuioyeGvMOBsQoMj4yNNBpViKwP1ty6zrbVJ-rnl0H7EqtCXc8gKdKqL4AcEM8k5XpBBw48UVmxSce0saE2Bt/s320/hawaii+a.jpg" width="240" /></a>I did miss my blog, for it'd become my child, the window to my soul. And I visited it now and then. But it felt different this time. I knew I had to take a new direction.<br />Naturally, a new blog idea came along. This is coming soon.<br /><br />But saying good bye turned out to be harder than I thought. We'd been together for 2 years after all.<br />So I still want to come here, I want to write, but my posts will be different. I know I'll want to share new experiences, inspire others, and most importantly, connect with my soul. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-50057370234167459322013-08-25T12:14:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.912-07:00Why don't people fly?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">"Why don't people fly? Why can't we just get up and fly high above? I am thinking.. I want to get away from here, I want to fly high above. From everything that is here in this world. Why can't I fly like a butterfly from one flower to another. Never stay anywhere, but always going there. There. And why do we live? What is life at all? What are we doing here before we go to the other world?"<br /><br />I wrote when I was 13. I didn't remember I wrote it. It was my mom who read it to me this morning from the diary I wrote long time ago. She said she was reading it all day, and besides some surprise and maybe even fascination with what she read, she also had a "light bulb" moment. Finally I started making sense to her. It's as if after all this years, she could finally see me.<br /><br />I always knew I was different. But how did I know that I was SO different? If it took my mother this long to figure me out how long does it take others to "see" me? Most people never will. She said only now could she connect the dots and understand why I was the way I was, reading all those books when I was very young, making my own path in this world..<br /><br />Am I alone? How do I relate to others who don't understand that we are only visiting here and our lives are not ours but our souls'? Have we forgotten who we are? I have forgotten myself from time to time. But I still chose to remember. I don't want to forget. I still want to know why we can't fly... <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaitU3YwPAL3TvDmXysqIlNtTAKmFqoyxln06jq9eSXUevHhIzR8drgY_eKt_bOhp2dihrZZ_B4e1tEbu7Q4Xlin0IYNEn3CBkvDAbRCVpNRiwCj5d-HPyS6XkGa-jeymfDvIpnT-NwoJa/s1600/I_Feel_Like_Flying_by_Sugargrl14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaitU3YwPAL3TvDmXysqIlNtTAKmFqoyxln06jq9eSXUevHhIzR8drgY_eKt_bOhp2dihrZZ_B4e1tEbu7Q4Xlin0IYNEn3CBkvDAbRCVpNRiwCj5d-HPyS6XkGa-jeymfDvIpnT-NwoJa/s400/I_Feel_Like_Flying_by_Sugargrl14.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-14292198316618619032013-08-12T14:37:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.922-07:00Quotes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers lovers,<br /><br />I know it's been awhile. You've noticed that my blogging activity has greatly subsided. I'll explain why when the timing is right. Just hang in there.<br /><br />For now, here are some of my pearls of wisdom:)<br /><br />1) If a man lets a woman go, he doesn't have a place in her life.<br /><br />2) A weak man will disappear after the first challenge. A strong man will pass all tests. A true man will stay.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD-b67EW0-1SOrT8VKfNGvbbx8v3Pb5OdwdZIKPku8VFmqQBLvMz1e69Tlb2N0fsWr_Yaz3O_GS77KHdSMy9OrhdzmUZ_HRkX8QVMKIUH_0jUjFt2g3uZzK8nkzBAKRRBhIiP687p19Vhd/s1600/sari.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD-b67EW0-1SOrT8VKfNGvbbx8v3Pb5OdwdZIKPku8VFmqQBLvMz1e69Tlb2N0fsWr_Yaz3O_GS77KHdSMy9OrhdzmUZ_HRkX8QVMKIUH_0jUjFt2g3uZzK8nkzBAKRRBhIiP687p19Vhd/s320/sari.jpg" width="240" /></a>3) A weakness in a man is a disguised disinterest.<br /><br />4) Bad sex should be avoided. It's a disgrace to a female body.<br /><br />5) A female orgasm is not a mystery, it's a happy discovery.<br /><br />6) Female body should be approached as a lifetime journey. It's always exciting, it's always new, it's always enticing. Above all, it really is about a journey not a destination.<br /><br />7) Don't try to hold on to someone (something) that doesn't belong to you. You are not letting the one who does enter your life.<br /><br />8) Don't be afraid to be silly. Life will thank you for that.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-26657887740304389582013-07-26T15:06:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.953-07:00Herd Mentality<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers All,<br /><br />So this week I've been a little underwhelmed by us, humans that is.<br />The whole world just stopped when Kate (yes, that's her name) had a baby to Prince William.<br />People were crying, screaming, gushing, sighing, jumping, going out of their minds. And why?<br />Really I kept asking myself why all this excitement? Many women have babies every single day. We are 7 billion and counting.. Why all this drama around this particular baby?<br /><br />At some point, I even felt betrayed for all other women and babies in the world. Seriously WTF?<br /><br />Then, I was thinking (as usual:), this basically shows how shallow our society really is. How can we be so taken by one woman who married one guy and had his baby, when half of the world is fighting for life? When some people lost their homes for good (Syria), some fighting for their right to live all their lives (Israel), some having no rights to decide even their own destiny (India, Arab world), some still being controlled and manipulated (Russia, China), some being fed food that kills them (USA, Argentina), some paying out-of-pocket hard-earned money for the ridiculously overpriced World Cup stadium and getting nothing in return (Brazil), some dying from malnourishment (Africa), etc..<br />I could go on for hours, and list every single country in the world that has a pressing issue(s) that deserves our undivided attention, if not action. Not to mention what we do to our Mother Earth.<br /><br />I know I tend to go way deep in my thinking. But seriously, is it how far we evolved as a human race, that the whole world had to stop just because some woman (who no one knew about a couple years ago) had a baby?<br />Or is it just the US that peed in its pants from joy? Well, according to other many, many sources, Canada and Europe have lost it too...<br /><br />Just in time, the Economist (my main source) released a fascinating article last week on Herd Mentality. As I was reading it, it all became to make more sense. So the article (the research conducted by scientists) proves once and for all that most people are conformist. As a human race, evolved into a society, we've embraced herd mentality more than any other quality. It proved that we go to a restaurant that has the most people in it (not necessarily the one that serves better quality food), we hire a person with more experience (as opposed to the one without but more talented). I went further still: we do what others do (not what our souls desire), we buy things that are in vogue (versus what speaks to us most), we desire people that are popular (not the ones who light our souls). Again I could go on for hours. <br /><br />So my deepest intention for the people of this world: Think for yourself, make your own decisions, react to your own passions, be yourself. Stop following everyone else. And especially in the world we live in now (when media and broadcasting get more and more useless and plain dumb), select wisely what you're watching and believing. Choose your own sources, think your own thoughts. Set example for others to do the same.<br /><br />Maybe then will we finally be able to accept our differences and let everyone strive in this world.</div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-50321883148700968842013-07-14T21:07:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.964-07:00Sandy, Finale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">If you recall, Sandy (the super storm that hit NY area back in November 2012) and I came close, almost dangerously close. It's all described in my posts about Sandy (read under the label Sandy).<br /><br />Although I wrote a lot about this experience it was never quiet finalized. I just couldn't bring myself to give it a final word, to let this dream go. It became symbolic.<br />Going back there, seeing the damage Sandy caused, packing my things in a cold dark apartment, crying my heart out, seeing how my visions about this place and my life by the beach were passing me by, like big white birds in the sky. I am not going to lie, I was devastated.<br /><br />So as soon as I settled back in the city, I tried not to think much about it. I focused on the positive. How lucky I was to find a place I loved, the place that made me and Josephine feel like home. We (especially my J) were happy. But a ghost of a shattered dream would haunt me now and then. I knew I didn't let it go completely. <br /><br />The truth is I didn't want to let it go. Dreams are like big loves to me, they are grand, they are deeply rooted. That's just the way I am.<br /><br />Needless to say, I moved on with my life and almost never shared with anyone (almost anyone:) about my internal struggle of letting it go.<br /><br />Living close to Columbia University (the first place I stayed at when coming to NYC in 2001) I certainly sensed a deja vu moment. After 12 years of living in the city, I was back to where it all began. The circle was complete. Though I was different, I was home now. This sense of belonging helped me let most of the Sandy experience go. Going to Long Beach this weekend, however, helped me let it go completely. For the first time, I didn't feel sorrow, I was able to see it once again as a cool place I go to on the weekends to get some sun and see the ocean.<br /><br />I learned many lessons from Sandy, and shared them with you in other posts. So here is my last one: Sometimes dreams don't come true. But life goes on, and we will always be where we need to be even if we don't see it yet.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3g3FrxibftIXHo6DCsbXAeROO4Ia76s-FbDPITKXhd1_ky0YRdwqett0b53B-j8lnAr5c1w3v6vbIvEjQUy0TutAhmuXLZJhTIFnKtbpYL93l901AXp4-AYd5J1oqky1Vca5q1OEGSqt/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3g3FrxibftIXHo6DCsbXAeROO4Ia76s-FbDPITKXhd1_ky0YRdwqett0b53B-j8lnAr5c1w3v6vbIvEjQUy0TutAhmuXLZJhTIFnKtbpYL93l901AXp4-AYd5J1oqky1Vca5q1OEGSqt/s320/photo.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />The most important moment was when I realized and accepted that it wasn't my time yet to part with New York. We had more things we needed to do, great things. And New York had never been so clear and open with me as this time. It took me back with open arms, and gave the best gift yet.<br /><br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-57799343958983951732013-07-01T07:25:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:49.995-07:00Quotes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Happy rainy Monday, my New Yorkers.<br /><br />I was visited by my beloved quote muse this morning. Always a pleasant surprise. Here's what she whispered in my ear or should I say, to my soul:)<br /><br />1) How can we believe we know someone, when it takes a lifetime to learn about ourselves.<br /><br />2) First we need to understand ourselves to be able to understand the other.<br /><br />3) It's accepting uncertainty and ever-changing nature that will help us go through life peacefully.<br /><br />4) There is no such a thing as right or wrong. Everything is just an attempt to find ourselves.<br /><br />5) Love starts with oneself, and the more we become the person we love the more possible it is to truly love another. <br /><br />6) The biggest problem of all relationships is Ego. And that's what we need to tame first to have a happy one.<br /><br />7) Ego is one of few things (if not the only) that make us richer when we lose it.<br /><br />Love to all, and as always wishing you find love within first.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaIeSfc_JnfrbYQ1MOKEo2zDYwWqwDJOfD8uwCIV4t9wupR-3DT_ogKxkbqt71S8N5dU5Q-EfihLPSs-ub8ywW8wmg5RzRCYcSTaqO1f_auwwQKQeyX3AwFj07oS7GoHcmuGLT5Y9LpuP/s1600/Hawaii+2013+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaIeSfc_JnfrbYQ1MOKEo2zDYwWqwDJOfD8uwCIV4t9wupR-3DT_ogKxkbqt71S8N5dU5Q-EfihLPSs-ub8ywW8wmg5RzRCYcSTaqO1f_auwwQKQeyX3AwFj07oS7GoHcmuGLT5Y9LpuP/s400/Hawaii+2013+008.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-24794927588888459812013-06-28T22:29:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:50.005-07:00The Most Important Thing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Nite lovers,<br /><br />So it just happened that today I did some heavy thinking. Yes, it happens more than I'd like to admit, but let me get away with this one as a rare occurrence :) just for once please...<br />Well, I was thinking what is the most important thing to me in this life? What is the only thing I'd need if the world turned upside down, and there was nothing else to hold on to? What would be the only thing without which life no longer made sense?<br />And in my mind, the answer was so clear, so obvious.<br />I just want to always stay true to myself. Yes, that simple.<br />As I looked back at my life, I realized that the most important thing all my life was to be able to be authentic. It was only during those moments when I wasn't when I'd lose my way, I'd become doubtful, I'd make mistakes.<br /><br />Then I was thinking whatever happened in my life as long as I was being true to myself, I'd always get through it. It'd all work out for the best, it'd all make sense in the end.<br />And I don't mean just challenging times, although those require our authenticity the most. I also mean the best times, when we are happy and everything seems to be going our way. Cause even then, we know that it's all fleeting, and there are hard times lying ahead of us. Everything in life is really just a phase we are going through.<br /><br />Life is not easy. Don't believe whoever says it is. But we can make it worthwhile, and the only way to do it is to stay true to ourselves. Just think about it, from day 1 on this Earth to the very last day, the only person who'll always be there for you is really You. People come and go, things happen, but you always stay. By being true to yourself you choose the highest road. You choose what's best for you, and ultimately best for those around. And the opposite, not being true to yourself, you let things happen to you, let others take control over your life. And life is nothing if it's not one's life.<br /><br />I know it's some heavy thinking for a late Friday nite. But don't disregard it, cause this is probably the only most important thing we need to learn in this life.<br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-28739162857867538512013-06-19T15:13:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:50.036-07:00Building character<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers All!<br /><br />Although I am generally happy with my personal development and the way it's going, there are still some areas where I have challenges. Not that I couldn't deal with them, I just never really wanted to or tried to. For some reason, I gave myself a slack on them. Kind of like using my "I'm a human, I make mistakes too" card.<br /><br />And honestly, it seemed all normal to me to flip out or lose my cool over certain situations. They would pass, and I would be back to my "highly spiritual" self. So they didn't seem like a big deal, except for the annoyance they caused in my life.<br /><br />So since I got back from Hawaii (where I was at complete bliss with myself) I had been doing great. But it was easy. Everything was going smoothly, I had no problems.<br />However a couple of days ago, I was presented with one of those situations that would flip me out. Nothing serious, just inconvenience or annoyance with others (let's leave it at that).<br />On autopilot I lost my cool. And you know what happens when you lose your cool? I think it goes the same way for everyone. Other things fall out of order, more irritating issues come up, and you get angrier and angrier, to the point you are ready for a week long yoga retreat...<br />So for a day and a half, I was a madman (well a madwoman in this case, but who wants to associate madness with a woman?:).<br />And then I started thinking crazy stuff about other things in my life, cause that's what happens when you're not at peace inside. And let me tell you, our minds will jump on it, and go on a wild ride that is very risky and hard to stop.<br />I had to do something quickly. So yesterday after yoga, meditation, reflection, etc. I realized I didn't have to react to those irritating situations this way. Basically, I'd look at them from the outside, and keep my emotions completely at bay. Just observe them, if you will.<br />As soon as I realized it, my mind stopped racing, my heart slowed down, and I was able to smile again. But it's not all, it gets better. Then I realized, I didn't actually do anything wrong, so there was no reason for me to be so hard on myself and go through unnecessary stress. I don't have to please everyone, especially because pleasing someone is usually driven by our ego. If we are true to ourselves and respectful of others, there should not be a situation where we need to go out of our way to please someone. It serves purpose to no one.<br /><br />So happy to admit that this time, I finally got it. And what a relief, for those situations will present themselves now and then. It's life. But it takes a real character to remain calm and collected, and most importantly, stay true to yourself.<br /> Love to All!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7Qsjjm6ft7xWhGMlZSmihyKZpvQnNjJTFUtxCU68i2k3TX4DjyvtfoGNu39sid8KKrXGGUpwKQc8MP1VVrs5YbpF7O6QII9kvhjQosR5LA24LIWhVDm1PnV7r5xAliWCdPJy-d7ejXVt/s1600/296144_10151614971094111_899496229_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7Qsjjm6ft7xWhGMlZSmihyKZpvQnNjJTFUtxCU68i2k3TX4DjyvtfoGNu39sid8KKrXGGUpwKQc8MP1VVrs5YbpF7O6QII9kvhjQosR5LA24LIWhVDm1PnV7r5xAliWCdPJy-d7ejXVt/s400/296144_10151614971094111_899496229_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-82180085048717128352013-06-06T08:30:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:50.059-07:00Lessons I learned in Hawaii, II<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Nite lovers,<br /><br />My trip to Hawaii was so amazing that one post about all lessons learned just wasn't enough... So here is part deux!<br /><br />I've been back in NYC for about a week now, and even to my own surprise, haven't lost my vacay zen yet. Seriously! I haven't yet got mad at people who suddenly decide to stop on a busy Manhattan street, or those who move at a snail's pace and don't let you sprint at your normal new york speed, or the morning subway ride... Yes, I am very tolerant of "mere mortals" these days.<br /><br />Based on what's been said, here is the 1st lesson:<br /><br />1) Sometimes we just need to get away to find ourselves again.<br /><br />What I realize every time I get out of NYC, is how misleading (if not deceiving) my "NYC persona" can be. Let me explain. Being a happy and trusting, and loving (blah, blah, blah) person at heart, I do tend to toughen up in New York. It's just the way you live/survive in the city. Yes, I can even be mean (believe me!) if I have to. Though let me assure you, never bitchy, not a drop!<br />But inside I am sweet, super sweet, and with all honesty, hate being mean. So once I am out of the "concrete jungle", and don't have a need for survival, I let my true self be. It's really magic, takes about 3 days out of the city, and I am the happiest, lovable person you'll ever meet.<br />Being in Hawaii, a place of lovers and friends, I was able to let my loving authentic self come out and shine! And God, how nice and easy it is.<br />Once again, I realized how important it is to get out of the city just to let your most authentic self be.<br /><br />2) Don't be afraid to travel alone. Be open, be yourself, and let events unfold naturally.<br /><br />The 2nd part of my trip to Maui was solo. Never having traveled alone before, I was a little anxious in the beginning. Felt lonely and vulnerable the first night, even cried like a little child on her first day of school. After a long phone conversation with my man I was able to calm down and set my mind on making the best of it. In a matter of 24 hours, I met 2 most amazing ladies from Seattle with whom I connected on so many levels, and had the most amazing time for the following 3 days. If I hadn't been alone and open to meet new people, I would have never met them.<br /><br />Traveling by yourself is exciting. That's when your true inner self feels free and safe to come out. On top of that, you learn more about yourself than in any other situation, you experience yourself on a whole new level. There is nothing like it, believe me.<br />I was happy to learn that my true inner self attracts people that inspire me. In this case, strong loving women, who are true to themselves and lead fulfilling lives. Terri and Jen (the ladies I met) run marathons (yes, 26 miles and all), triathlons, travel around the world, have successful careers, have great friends, eat healthy diets, inspire others, and so much more.<br /><br />I would advise anyone to experience traveling alone.<br /><br />3) Being away will give you a clear perspective on where you're standing in your life.<br /><br />The goal of this trip was to get away from it all and find inspiration. I started feeling unfulfilled and wanted to find some new directions on what to do. As if something was missing, and keeping me away from fulfilling my destiny.<br /><br />Being away, I realized what a good place I am in my life right now. Even if it's not the most creative and fulfilling life just yet, I am on my way! But right now, I am blessed to have a loving circle of people in my life, parents, lover, friends, Josephine, colleagues. I am blessed to be independent and free to make my own choices. And blessings go on and on.<br />So in the end, I was relieved to realize it's all good, life is good. Coming back to NYC was easy this time. I was happy and excited to come back to someone I deeply love.<br /><br />As you see, it was one amazing trip for me. The trip that keeps on giving, and will stay with me for the rest of my life.<br />I would encourage all of you to travel with an open mind and heart.<br /><br />Aloha to all.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDETeuCMwapyP5VGNZ41MFi5_dIDzHIy3dkqhnxHtgJcqSErZtZgFJjqAnecX2Wv1mKUyZ9paHXYhsHvRSDNPYInoEsZwv1-3dsdr9O7iHKoKtTdekOo2gxdU_MgFFwiczuVcOSne1pXDe/s1600/Hawaii+2013+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDETeuCMwapyP5VGNZ41MFi5_dIDzHIy3dkqhnxHtgJcqSErZtZgFJjqAnecX2Wv1mKUyZ9paHXYhsHvRSDNPYInoEsZwv1-3dsdr9O7iHKoKtTdekOo2gxdU_MgFFwiczuVcOSne1pXDe/s320/Hawaii+2013+118.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9hUtInS9pq3VlfQk_kiAWQPt64mkmhDQXUNQ9BHaKncprddzS2fxoJEhdUK-R4vOO_wvqJFgYAJohchtllzwhoH8dlQ0Xe4yMGh-26ki-vYMDjDhW1mL6ybpCl-_plEkVaoG6-0gfKTH/s1600/Hawaii+2013+124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9hUtInS9pq3VlfQk_kiAWQPt64mkmhDQXUNQ9BHaKncprddzS2fxoJEhdUK-R4vOO_wvqJFgYAJohchtllzwhoH8dlQ0Xe4yMGh-26ki-vYMDjDhW1mL6ybpCl-_plEkVaoG6-0gfKTH/s320/Hawaii+2013+124.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMFT7X4MlDaXw58ACv1IqUKW1qaD5lDH7mkYYWDgkylsq2ZnEjbRin5bBY00QDkAl8TWGvHvSsbhyphenhyphenPyxuUsGcaWhzHJUQRl1kZmCuJrmG9quClND7UZE0K2DM9nl9fpL4BLYCmQUkojj20/s1600/Hawaii+2013+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMFT7X4MlDaXw58ACv1IqUKW1qaD5lDH7mkYYWDgkylsq2ZnEjbRin5bBY00QDkAl8TWGvHvSsbhyphenhyphenPyxuUsGcaWhzHJUQRl1kZmCuJrmG9quClND7UZE0K2DM9nl9fpL4BLYCmQUkojj20/s320/Hawaii+2013+104.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggEWLU8CcAZb8nHSDCv20XQOLeZLItQa4WJBvkR1YXYs-xMschyGmH5FoQdxFCeeyVY-wCM6SbOatdbef4H2qrDh5Xxp5SWx_OQPvibgIRwGJX2W1wnYNeQvzqwMV_kOamGYO_QisES4hc/s1600/Hawaii+2013+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggEWLU8CcAZb8nHSDCv20XQOLeZLItQa4WJBvkR1YXYs-xMschyGmH5FoQdxFCeeyVY-wCM6SbOatdbef4H2qrDh5Xxp5SWx_OQPvibgIRwGJX2W1wnYNeQvzqwMV_kOamGYO_QisES4hc/s320/Hawaii+2013+015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-51201837787787771742013-05-27T22:07:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:50.090-07:00Keep Paddling<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Aloha!<br /><br />As some of you know I'm in Hawaii right now. That's right, finally I am taking my well-deserved, extremely needed vacation. I've been here for about a week, and have been able to relax but also learn many different lessons that I know will carry me through life going forward.<br /><br />Today, I want to share some of the lessons I learned from surfing. Sadly, I didn't have a chance to surf a lot (next time for sure!). Still, the experience was so amazing that only few in life could be compared.<br /><br />Lessons from surfing:<br /><br />1) Don't let fear stop you, keep paddling.<br /><br />First, I was a little scared. I don't believe whoever says it's the easiest thing in the world. It is not. It takes courage and faith. Courage to get in the cool deep water with waves. Faith in nature and the Universe to be cooperative.<br />I had butterflies in my tummy, but I went in. Butterflies turned into a healthy adrenaline and I got excited.<br />Same thing with life. We let fear stop us from living full, enriching life. And what for? Fear stops us from having the most amazing experiences in life.<br />From now on, I'll do what I did with surfing: I'll go in the water despite any fear.<br /><br />2) Catch a wave, take chances.<br /><br />Catching a wave is the most challenging part, and not every one will come to fruition. But not catching it is not worth trying. Again, same thing in life, what is life if we don't take chances? Go for it, make your move!<br /><br />3) You will fall. This is part of learning.<br /><br />To surf is to learn how to fall. Let me add, how to Graciously fall. It's inevitable. But once you fall a few times, you look at it differently. You get comfortable falling. Then catching a wave is so much easier, for you know how to fall if you have to.<br />In life, so what if we fail or don't succeed on a first or 2nd, or 3rd try? We are just building resistance, we are learning. It gets easier, as we get experienced.<br /><br />4) Even if you fall, the board is there to get you up again.<br /><br />As long as you're attached to the board, it's right there for you to climb on.<br />In life, no matter how lost or desperate we might feel at some moments, there is always something that gives us support, that gives us strength. Always. Even if it's just faith. But we are never left alone.<br /><br />5) You will succeed if you stand strong and find your balance.<br /><br />Once you're riding a wave, you need to get up and find your balance.<br />Couldn't be any more relevant to life. To have a fulfilling life we need to stand strong, we need to have balance.<br /><br />And last but most fun:) Surfing is the closest thing to an orgasm. 'Nuff said!<br /><br />Aloha to all!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDcTDgXn3obHsTSWBhrWQAQpeUh1PW5K3bW4haWFySBFs5wS614VdWPl16FyS-NfOb6AucexqlPDSzwlgRSctlf9ZB4PFITc8B25AYXcZPRB-oAILl1y9ebuQe2tEX9u85eXq4wzysqzur/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDcTDgXn3obHsTSWBhrWQAQpeUh1PW5K3bW4haWFySBFs5wS614VdWPl16FyS-NfOb6AucexqlPDSzwlgRSctlf9ZB4PFITc8B25AYXcZPRB-oAILl1y9ebuQe2tEX9u85eXq4wzysqzur/s320/photo.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXTP2T7jX3GCxc_8tMozLk3osgGzmu54pgCIPUeztpDaDhM-4Pleew83Vz0Z8KutnNl_q2wKDUTcaMUJvylKezzSFdJ9famiA_PXXUntpJxxILPCIgwG8Z2cHF6fLQVpcTR8uVz4ZmPYH/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXTP2T7jX3GCxc_8tMozLk3osgGzmu54pgCIPUeztpDaDhM-4Pleew83Vz0Z8KutnNl_q2wKDUTcaMUJvylKezzSFdJ9famiA_PXXUntpJxxILPCIgwG8Z2cHF6fLQVpcTR8uVz4ZmPYH/s320/photo-1.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2925550904141543871.post-71545141339248382032013-05-20T15:43:00.000-07:002014-06-24T08:50:50.100-07:00Vacation<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Cheers all,<br><br>Have some update I wanted to share (just in case you were wondering what the hell is going on with me again:)<br>It's been busy, and busy! But tonite</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">i will kiss the city good bye and on to a tropical island till next weekend. I will surely write from there, as I see a lot of time availability. No seriously, it promises to be a nice and leisurely vacay. Exactly what my mind and body ordered!</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br>Stay tuned, I have so much to share...<br><br>Love to all.<br><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw-f8N-TJFQcQqKz7Q8z8w-YI8kF9W2XT3zy6cq43SzLZFG7kaab0E-_CTd6E8FgYimUuyiX8Nb-1Du0ei0gyQBRIyBSksHuPAQQBL0Yy2GKMXTTHaohonvMXfXQpWrchc86P2s9f3KtLS/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw-f8N-TJFQcQqKz7Q8z8w-YI8kF9W2XT3zy6cq43SzLZFG7kaab0E-_CTd6E8FgYimUuyiX8Nb-1Du0ei0gyQBRIyBSksHuPAQQBL0Yy2GKMXTTHaohonvMXfXQpWrchc86P2s9f3KtLS/s320/003.JPG" width="320"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br></div>Sashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07990761872255700493noreply@blogger.com0