Pumpkin Pie Smoothie 🎃

I️ love pumpkins just as much as the next basic babe, but PSL are just too sweet for me! (and filled with things you’d never want to put in your body anyway!) Here is a quick and easy recipe for some pumpkin spice goodness!

Did you know pumpkins have lots of vitamin A- essential for cell renewal & repair, keeps your skin glowing and an important immune booster? Clearly no coincidence that pumpkins are best at a time of the year people need an immune boost! 😜🙃

Also- those little seeds inside…. AMAZING nutritional perks! Copper (supports healthy skin, hair & nails!), Iron (strong hair & nails, necessary for red blood cell production & energy), Magnesium (calms nervous function & muscles), Phosphorus (supports strong teeth, bones & immune system and helps maintain electrolyte balance), & Zinc (fights inflammation & redness, collagen formation & tissue healing) .

Convinced of pumpkin goodness yet? 😏

Enjoy!

* Please, Please note: always use non- BPA lined cans when using any canned products!

1 can of chilled organic light coconut milk

3 organic bananas (I️ used frozen)

3/4 cup of PURE organic pumpkin purée (do not use mix)

1 tablespoon organic real maple syrup

1 teaspoon of pumpkin pie spice

1/4 teaspoon of organic vanilla extract

Optional: Pumpkin seeds and cinnamon for garnish (and a delicious bonus!😋)

1. Blend bananas until they crumble in the blender, the add the coconut milk. Blend again until smooth.

2. Add all the rest of the ingredients and blend together until smooth.

3. Top with pumpkin seeds & cinnamon, if desired. ENJOY!

It’s all temporary…

As I was walking our Catskills property, I was noticing the foliage more than usual. The changing of the leaves, the shape of the trees- I had this momentary longing to remember what the property looked like in the summer and winter seasons. In the same thought, my mind quickly snapped back to the present foliage. No use in thinking behind and ahead– there’s so much right in front of me. (A thought pattern that I’ve been retuning to a lot since having a baby. Never wanting to rush ahead or long for what was since in that blink of an eye, she’s not the age I left her at!)

The word “temporary” kept running through my head. Non-stop. Temporary..temporary… temporary. It’s a term that doesn’t have much weight in life because well, it’s temporary. It’s fleeting. It won’t stay.

But … what does?

I’ve been getting a lot of shit from people who ask me “when are you going to buy a house?” “You have a kid now… you’re going to need more space!” And to that, me and Jason bought a weekend property and started to build a tiny house! 😂 We can’t handle being told what to do, I suppose. Especially when it’s a matter of materialistic things. We have enough room for us and our lifestyle where we’re living now.

It always circles back to this idea: we just don’t want anything permanent.

Don’t get me wrong, when we got married & had a baby -we meant permanent business! But the whole concept of working your whole life to acquire stuff and more stuff, then needing to work more to maintain that stuff, just sounds insane to me. This idea of so much freaking stuff is literally choking me as I type these words.

I used to have to change my whole closet out seasonally because I had so many clothes. Then one day after not having the time to change all my seasonally inappropriate attire out, my sweater and I got sick of being worn in the middle of August & I threw out all of my clothes until everything I owned fit into my closet. And I haven’t stopped throwing things out since…

The idea of a tiny house is not at all daunting to me. It’s freedom. Freedom from things and places. It allows us to be in nature more. It allows us to be with each other. Because here’s the thing: WE are temporary.

If my husband read those words he would say to me “That’s morbid Kar…” but I know he would understand my complete thoughts here. We are all just living our lives on this spinning rock with no effin’ clue as to what comes next or what we’re doing here! We spend our whole lives being so damn serious about these jobs and bank accounts and “grown up” decisions that are staying put on this spinning rock when we die. They literally mean nothing. Some may call me naive but the truth is, I won’t let my fear be bigger than my faith. Faith that there’s more to being here than the BS and drama we have filled our lives with.

Our time with the ones we love isn’t forever. There’s a reason & a season and then- things change. The realization of “temporary” isn’t to be sappy or morbid but to snap us back to this present moment. Take the time to just revel in its beauty and feel it deep in our soul.

I believe deeply in health and wellness. Not so much because of what it physically makes us look like but because it nourishes our soul when we’re feeling good physically. The physical body will die someday but our souls and our presence we made here with our time on earth– THAT, my friends, is the whole. freaking. point. Everything is temporary…except your soul.

What are those material things doing for you after you’re gone? You can’t enjoy those things forever. I’ll be the biggest hypocrite here and ask if obtaining degrees and certifications are worth denying your soul of its purpose? To some, I’m sure the education sets their souls on fire & to the life long students: keep it going. But I truly wonder about the motives for the things that we do? Unless you’re doing something consistently and ruthlessly that makes you feel complete… you’re truly wasting your time.

I think your moments deserve every last piece of something you really love. Appreciate all the people that surround you and get rid of everything you own so that nothing distracts you from your present. Set your soul on fire every damn day because nourishing your soul will be the only thing that will remain and the only thing you are actually taking with you…

Finding balance within the WILDEST of adventures…

So I figured I would start this blog off with a bang… start it with the wildest of adventures- AWAITING THE BIRTH OF MY BABY. ;P Insane! I’m literally just waiting… could be weeks, days, hours or even minutes! Partaking in the journey to motherhood has in fact, been the wildest of adventures. It has been a wonderful way to reclaim my balance in life however, due to the unbalanced and totally unpredictable nature that growing a human requires of a person.

There are a few things you could have counted on from pre-baby Karen… I would wake up and drink my lemon-ginger tea, I would practice some yoga, find some time for meditation, drink my green juice- ya know, all the typical healthy stuff. But here I was morning sickness that was not settled by the ginger, sick at the thought of ANYTHING green, too tired to get on my mat (or too swollen to comfortably do asana at ALL towards the end), and breathing … who are we kidding? I had a child sitting on my ribs for months! My routine, my patterns, my sense of health and wellness, my identity was being questioned by this human I had growing inside of me. My place of balance I had found before pregnancy was no longer working for me. It was really hard to change my habits and beliefs about what I “should” be doing everyday. I was at a cross roads that I think so many people face: “I know this is good for me but… (enter excuse).”

Now I would love to say that I powered through and drank that juice, got on my mat everyday and never had an unhealthy craving- but I would be lying. And I’d rather not lie. In fact, I ate more ice cream than I have ever have in my life & those pints my friend,  were my biggest teacher.

It is true, I worked hard to get myself into these routines to start but once they became part of my day to day, they were easy for me. This isn’t the case for everyone, especially those who are just starting out on their wellness journey. Experiencing these struggles in what felt like a foreign body at times, really helped me to put myself into some of my  health client’s mindsets. It has also helped me to understand physical limitations of my yoga students that I haven’t ever had to consider. It taught me how to re-balance when I was out of whack and most importantly: It has taught me about not getting stuck in routines, even the healthy ones. 

I’ve come to learn the modifications of my yoga practice quite well. I’ve learned that having some ice cream at the end of the day may in fact make the whole day worth it. I have learned the beauty of just taking a walk when reaching for my toes is no longer accessible to me. I now bend at the knees or say “screw it” when something drops to the floor– these are all my new normals. Soon, I’ll have a baby girl in my arms and will have to adjust ALL over again. Getting stuck in these habits- not an option. Going with the flow is the ultimate in learning to balance, over and over again.