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By Mourou Nice5 years ago in Longevity
Do this 5-minute workout to stay fit daily (with illustrations and videos)
In this era of occupied and hectic life, with tight and strict schedules we all struggle to find time for ourselves, our health, and fitness. Being a full-time learner and part-time freelancer I hardly have any time for myself. This got me frustrated as I was having a LOT of health issues, be it your body pain, neck pain, or gaining weight day-by-day.
By Mystries Unbound5 years ago in Longevity
Health-Wise, What Am I Doing Differently in 2021?
For a health and wellness enthusiast, answering this might be a no brainer. The reality is I am human. Sometimes I have the best intentions but they don't translate into actions. I know the benefits of the popular 'five a day'. Have I implemented it to the letter T? Hell no! Why? Life happens. Sometimes, we get slurpy and careless.
By Nkeonye Judith IZUKA5 years ago in Longevity
She came calling
She was putting her daughter to sleep when the sound came crashing onto her ears. Something had pounded into the window but she couldn’t tell what culprit was the cause until she threw open the door to discover her. She was dazed, bruised but not defeated. The weekend had been a heavy one, filled with mental distress and hopelessness for the girl, as she felt for the worlds current problems and how they affected so many she loved and also so many she didn’t even know. Now here, a physical symbol of how painfully she burned inside lay before her, slowly opening and closing her eyes as she attempted to come back to life. She knew instantly this owl was also a womxn. She could feel it in her spirit as she connected to this animal more than she had connected to anything in her life, including her lover of a decade. Why was she so cosmically drawn to this wondrous creature? Was it because of tales she had read of mystic and wise owls traveling in the night to bring about messages from the spiritual world? No, that couldn’t be. It must be because of all the owls she had decorated her young daughters bedroom with. That was the first of many connecting dots she made in the coming weeks. You don’t see all the owls until you are aware that they see you. Then you see them everywhere. A neighbour came by the next day to borrow some sugar, on her apron, owls. The next show viewed that she was aware she was watching consciously, two owls flew in and perched, staring deep into her soul. She ate her ramen noodles attempting to stay blissfully ignorant to what they could be trying to tell her. She had these visions before, years ago that started to show her a way of life that she wasn’t prepared for so she closed it down, swallowed it hard and chased it with a beer. Her eye had closed as quickly as it winced open. Truth be told, you can only avoid spirit for so long before it comes looking for you. A sign this tangible couldn’t be ignored and they knew it; she knew it. The dark night of the soul as they call it came weeks later, unexpected yet she knew exactly what to do. She gave into it, allowing the energy to run through her body as it had before but she had mistaken it for the abuse she had done to her vessel by looking for the answers at the bottom of that long-necked bottle. This energy was different though, it didn’t vibrate with the same tones as when her mind was cloudy with fear. This energy was new and exciting and she awoke after what seemed like hours in trance to start following the signs. She moved from her bedroom to the loft above the kitchen and started rummaging through the books. A bible she thought she was looking for was pushed aside when another hard cover caught her eye. She had carried this book from place to place when she moved but never cracked its cover. She wasn’t even aware of where it came from but inside the first few pages she knew it was meant for her. She read until the messages flowing through took over and sent her flying downstairs to the living room. As she glanced around, all the pieces she collected over the years started to make more sense to her than they had in the department store she purchased them from. A sense of wonder always came over her when she was in these stores, feeling drawn to certain items even when she couldn’t make sense of why she liked them. She bought them anyway and after moving them around in several different areas of the home, they settled in where she felt they belonged. Now it was all laid out for her like a map. Each item resonating with a moment in her life she hadn’t thought about in years. These moments once carried the burden of undiscovered meaning that hung onto her soul with such confusing intrigue. It all was so clear now. Her path had been written in the stars and her mission was being transmitted to her telepathically. It was time for her to begin her divine journey although she had unknowingly started it years ago. But it wouldn’t be so easy. She was not a warrior who could just rise to the challenge as presented to her in her mind. No. She was a mother, a wife, a sister and a daughter. How could she make them see what she sees? She told them about the owl yes, she even had pictures as proof of her existence but they would not accept the idea of a mystic calling she heard from her winged ally. How do you explain how the ringing in your ears is spirit attempting to speak to us but falls on the deaf ears of the blissfully unaware. How do you show a movie of thrilling events that has played out in your mind when the only copy produced was for your three eyes only? This would cause chaos and conflict in her life in the coming weeks as she silently went about her training. Following her inner gps to places around her beloved hometown as she learned how to navigate without the crutch of technology. She learned quickly but it was still frustrating as she was taken away from her daily route that called to her also as logic thought still had a strong grasp on her heart and mind. She felt torn at the seams most days, attempting to balance her life between what she knew and what she knows now. Her husband, confused and frustrated by her scattered appearance, confronted her until she confided in him her true nature, only to have it rejected and left to feel scared, alone and misunderstood. Her sister, thankfully offered some relief as she had also heard spirits cry years ago, but chose also to keep it mostly to herself. The sisters bonded over this shared gift but it was also still so different for them. The older red-haired sister, a single and free spirit not tethered to anything, was able to live her truth without worry of consequence and did more so now than ever before with her new confidence. But the younger sister who had become the domesticated goddess had more to lose. This new side of her troubled her love, who only knew a more easy willed womxn and not this fiery blossoming trail blazer; she who felt compelled to use her voice for the sake of humanity. A voice that continued to fall on deaf ears. An infuriating yet understandable narrative. The world was not ready yet. Not ready for her, and truly not ready for the message. An unprepared population lying in sleepy stillness unaware that everything and everyone they knew is not what seems. So she did what any intelligent, tactful and good-hearted womxn would do. She assured her love that she was there for the family, she assured the family she was there for her love. She put on the kettle, made herself a hot cup of tea, and she got comfortable on the sofa, surrounded by furry pillows that reminder her of the bristled coats of dire wolves. That’s why she had picked them out she reminded herself. The time would come. She would just need to wait.
By Jesse Scott5 years ago in Longevity
Take Control of Your Today
It has been said, “sleep is deaths’ sister” you may be wondering why I may be saying that. It’s quite a scary thing to hear, especially right before getting into bed. Scientifically, our bodies go through regeneration and our heart rates are at its lowest. I enjoy seeing the statistics of the quality of sleep I get each night, my night time heart rate is normally 50 beats per minute. When awake and static by heart rate is at 65 to 80 beats per minute. The difference is quite significant.
By Alisha Esmail5 years ago in Longevity
All Healthy Superfoods In One Drink
We all love to eat delicious food, but delicious food involves high calories, fat, gluten, and many other ingredients that affect our health. Also, this is not good for our skin as well as our mental health. Some of us don’t have time to make use of healthy food ingredients in our diet, as it takes time for proper shopping and buying all the healthy stuff.
By Dany Goldraij5 years ago in Longevity
Memoirs of a Madman
Dear Reader & Friend, Nice to meet you. I’ll start by saying that, despite the fact we don’t know one another, because it truly is a pleasure, the fact you’re taking the time to read this already means we have a connection. I’m not a published author, I’m not even a qualified writer. I just love to write, It’s my passion. So when I experienced something quite life changing, I decided to document it, and this book, journal, diary, letter - whatever this is - has become the result.
By Liam Sharpe5 years ago in Longevity
Free Weekly Reading #3 for 2021 Mirror Dragon Tarot
Each week when I do these readings I set up my reading space with black fabric, (for the photo, mostly but it also allows for and smooth, calm space to focus on the cards) make sure I have undisturbed quiet time; dogs are out, husband is at work/play/store/whatever, phone is off, etc… I begin with a quick grounding meditation and settle into a centered peace to ask for guidance in choosing the cards which will be most appropriate for the week ahead. I shuffle the cards with my intent in mind and spread them in a dealer’s “ribbon spread”. Then with eyes closed, I ask for the Center card, the West card and finally, the East card, reaching out to the spread, touching the cards and choosing the one that feels most fully under my finger tip, then sliding them into their positions. Before opening my eyes I return to a calm, centered state and do my best to sense whether the three cards I’ve chosen are the most fitting for the highest and best for all involved. Only then do I turn them face up and photograph them for the reading. There are times when I see the three cards before me and groan or breathe a sigh of relief but I always use the cards I’ve selected ”blindly”.
By Victoria LaPointe5 years ago in Longevity
Vaccination Day
The call came late Thursday afternoon. “Tomorrow 8am. You’re all on the list.” Words of relief. A culmination of ten months of anxiety, uncertainty, and fear, all waiting for this moment. Filled with high expectations. A sign of the end of worries, and a return to normal life.
By Katie Brozen5 years ago in Longevity
