Thursday, May 21, 2015

Kittens, Contemplation, and Clearing, Whilst Out on my Morning Walk.

It wasn't the size of my little Žinčica, who adopted me a few years ago, who was only just bigger than my palm when our paths crossed-  nonetheless, it was a young cat, needing a cuddle and a scratch. :)

We spotted each other, this little white kitty with grey spots, I called to it as I kneeled down and it came over.  (I always try, especially with kittens, but they usually don't come over like this little guy did). I petted it, scratched behind its ears, and gave it a cuddle, and got up to carry on walking, only to have the lil thing following along by my side like a puppy. I smiled to myself, giving thanks, feeling so blessed. 

From around a corner came a guy, walking his dog. I picked up the kitten, but it was too freaked out, jumped from my arms & took off, with the dog on its tail. And that was the end of that. 
Zincica soon after he found me.

Back to Žinčica..of course I don't think of him as my cat anymore, that was a lifetime ago. Our paths crossed so he could move on, he was not to remain in Bratislava, nor was he meant to be with me, but through me, he found his true owner, and home. 
You know that old saying, "sometimes people come into our lives for a season, a reason or a lifetime...?" Well,
Žinko and I were reasonal buddies- bless him.


I was up much earlier than I thought it was this morning, having gone to bed so late last night, writing. I thought I should probably sleep more, especially having only slept a few hours the night before, so after going to the bathroom at around 6:30ish, I went back to bed, and laid awake a for a long while, between meditation, and clearing. I had much on my mind, that I wanted to release, so getting both my feet on Mother Nature, despite the ominous looking sky, was of the essence.

It was soon after heading out that I met the kitty, and was reminded of Žinko, and like the clouds, thoughts of him floated by, going further and further away, to nothing, once again.
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I pondered the weather, how dreary it looked, but how calm it was compared to last night. I was experiencing some weird - but not painful by any means-  sensations in my head, not for the first time. In fact, felt it yesterday, and later this evening too. Though the sensation was in or even around my head, like a series of poppings, I felt like I was walking on clouds all the same. 

Whilst on the topic, last week, during my water meditation (whereby I energize water, with the power of Father Sun & Mother Earth, working in yoga (union), asking for the water to cleanse my being, and release old stuff that no longer serves me), I experienced something so neat.... 

The water was directly in front of me, with each hand just hovering around the jar, facing one another. My eyes were closed, as per usual, but I had the feeling I was being pulled to my right, and that the water too, was not centered in front of me, but to my right side....from there, still with my eyes closed, I felt I was turning counter clockwise, but that there was a field of energy going clockwise around me....Also, as I write this, I'm reminded that at times, when I close my eyes (not specifically during meditation, and often outdoors, under the warm sun), I sense an almost indescribable pull..... Like someone's held onto my head and pulled away upwards, but with something still attached to my head. No pain in it at all....

Anyone else experiencing anything of the sort...? 

---Yikes, I digress, back to this morning. 

I don't always take my phone with me, though I felt I had to today. 

Gateway to the heavens.
(Purposely, I didn't use any filters to brighten the following shots). 
I caught these flowers, with a stem curling over, in its own heaviness, like a gateway to the heavens. 
See, it could've been so ugly out there, had I decided that & not gone outside, but there I was capturing these flowers and more, wishing passersby a good morning, walking really slow, and just taking it all in.

I heard the chirping of baby birds, whose mother had them tucked away quite well, because though I could hear them very close to where I was, I couldn't see them. And soon after I heard the baby birds, I saw lil Bambi, who I must have startled, and made a run for it, as I was taking a picture of poppies (one of many today) .

Poppies everywhere.
There are so many sooooo many of them growing on the outskirts of the vineyards (you'll see them often on my Instagram feed, as I can't get enough of them- promise!!). The walk never gets boring as there's always something new going on- more poppies, different flowers, major overnight growth with the previous nights' rainfall...It's all so very beautiful, and shows me how simple life really is, if we can allow it to be. In observing nature every morning, I've learned much...That post shall too have its time. 

Thanks to the beautiful poppies, I'm surely inspired to design, and design red stuff, raw silks & satin. Flowing skirts, with chiffon blouses. The time to design is near, as with my period, I'll do another cleanse and take a break from cooking. 

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A productive day indeed, with much writing, then baking cookies for a dinner I was invited to. Best cookies ever, not to mention, my own recipe: I won't even share a picture here, as that would just be mean. Do keep checking over on the food blog though- they'll be there soon enough. :)

Wrapping it up for today. I had to do this post tonight, as I've been bothered by my posting days later, and sometimes, writing something worth sharing, but then not sharing because it seemed out of context, even two days later. 

So, on that note, a good night to you. 

Remember, if in stress, tap
If that doesn't resonate, repeat "I love you (insert your name)" to yourself, over and over again. 

Peace & love, 
Munjeet  <3

Update from this morning- Friday 23 May

I headed out this morning and decided to take the road to the vineyards instead of the short(er) cut, to avoid walking in mud, created in last night's rain. 

And guess who I bumped into? :) I nearly cried, when I saw this little thing, who I've now named 'Brilliance.' I have to add to the original story, because the experience was so lovely. 

So I walked along, and saw lil Brilliance on the other side of the fence (in the picture). So pleased to see the kitten, I kneeled down again, and there it came, right up for a scratch. 

To my surprise, another kitten came out, and then a third :))) An abundance of kittens! Good things come in three's don't they? :) Really made my heart smile. 

The other kittens didn't come too close, but anxious Brilliance was looking all around for a way to get to my side - I kid you not. The door was slightly ajar, but it wouldn't fit through.  Then, it disappeared, only to come traipsing along the path. Brilliance had gone behind and around a house, to get to my side. Lots of cuddles, scratching and both of us purring. ;)

🌞<3

Ready, and action! Our Austrian Airlines commercial shoot.

19 May 14:08pm

So, it’s not the usual writing on a plane, though I am indeed on one. Yurai and I are here together in Vienna for a commercial shooting for Austrian Airlines (as extras).

It’s been quite a day already as I got up early so I could get my walk in (well worth it), and wash this mane of mine. :D

We all met at the pick-up point for 10am, then headed to Vienna shortly after, (about a 35minute drive from Bratislava).

There’s been a lot of hanging around and waiting as I thought, so I’m very happy that I brought along my notebook and pen and talk about being productive! Two blog posts later, this the third, and finally, I'll write out some recipes - as it seems that time is plentiful today.

My gosh….We’ve been on the plane for a while , there’s no air con and though we are supposed to have recieved lunch, we haven’t as yet. That wouldn’t be so bad if I had a supply of water, my bad for not bringing a jar. 

Nevermind, I’m not going to waste any energy on that thought, as it looks like we’re about to shoot. I carry on writing in any case, putting my focus there, as opposed to what's missing. 
Cabin fever selfie with these handsome lads ;D

We’re meant to be natural, doing whatever we would normally do aboard a plane, and I always start with writing. 

Yhay, we've just been delivered some water!  To be honest, I feel relatively fine, besides a dull  headache, which comes and goes. And, earlier, I had a sharp pain in my right breast, and again a short while later. I inconspicuously pressed my right palm on my breast, touching my heart with my finger tips at the same time, (there are meridian endings in the fingertips, and the middle finger is the "heart protector").  I talked to my breast before closing my eyes and tapping on my collar bone point.  I don’t know why I had the pain, but the second time I addressed it, it went away and never came back. 
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We are off the plane for a food break-hot dogs and buns with ketchup and mustard.  I heard later on from my dear friend Richard, (who among other things, runs Cinejassy Casting, along with right hand man, Paul Chodur (and other lovely people) - the agency through which we were booked), that even he was surpised at what we were offered in terms of catering and general care. Not quite his standards, but there he was smiling, serving us up as if it was the best meal on earth, so that's how I accepted it- with love and blessings.   

On a side note, before I pushed aside my ego, and got to the above train of throught, I thought I might skip lunch and just drink water but to be honest, knowing that we’d be recieving food, and already being physiologically and psychologyically prepared for it, funny as that sounds coming from someone who didin’t eat for 26 days (and as I described Richard's service), there was zero harm- doubly blessed. :)
So happy to reconnect with this lovely jewel



 :D
We were on and off the plane following the food, and as we’d been with the same group for much of the day, everyone was starting to bloom and mingle, and I met some very very lovely people, one of them, Divya Thakur, who I've been overdue to connect with! 

Looking forward to tomorrow. A 5am start time- yikes!













 
Day 2 - 7:40am
We arrived home at around 9pmish last night, and were totally wired. It was already close to 11pm or so by the time we crashed, and it barely felt as I'd slept. We had a 3:45am wak up time to make it to the bus for 5am.
Normally a morning person, but even for me, it was not only difficult to get up, but also, I no desire to chat with anyone.
On the bus, I closed my eyes and did some energy work & body talk, as I'd not done my usual meditation upon awaking. It was really lovely and when I finished the energy work, I got a chill/tingle throughout my whole body, and felt really wonderful.  
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The group hasn’t seemed to have woken up yet as a collective, but it’s not even 8am yet.

Things are moving along much faster than yesterday, a welcome shift, though I have no complaints, as this is the way it is, with  shootings and such.

We’ve started with a quick rehearsal with stand ins, as we await the main actors, and I’ve been placed front row centre in business class, with the action happening just behind me.   It’s a little nerve wrecking, I must say, because there’s three cameras, light’s around, and a crew of about  six guys -  quite lovely, I may add ;D - and I’m to be as inconspicuous as possible, like any normal flight, awaiting for take-off, hence, ample time to write.

Oh my- I think I’m blushing at the moment, as the assistant director has just come up and stood by my side. When I looked up, she was looking at me and said, “you’re BeaUtiful,” and that was that. Feeling flattered. :)


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I have got to say, that I have much respect for these guys, (the film crew), as they’ve go about 14-16 hour days whilst filming, with a constant raised level of stress, whilst us "extra’s," wait around, (and have the luxury of tapping away any stress). And, of course I am biased towards the second in command because I felt like a happy five year old by her lovely comment, as she calls everyone sweetheart, and talks with smiling eyes.

Doodles which happened to attract attention from the film crew. I love art'ing :)
Trying to stay awake, doodling ;D
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Ok, getting tired, and been doodling to keep myself awake more than anything, though my swirls and curls seem to have gotten the attention of the film crew, who keep peeking  over when not fliming, and some with nice comments -  I love "artting around." 
Also, now between takes, I’m tapping, though actually, it’s ok that I’m tired as I’ve only had about four hours sleep, so let it be. 
Sometimes even tapping isn’t going to work, and as in my case now, my body asks for more recovery, especially as I’m seated.





Oh gosh,  I’m back home now, wired, and watching Nigella Lawson whilst writing.

I’m thoroughly tired after our lunch and much waiting around. It got surprisingly cold throughout the day and as we were shooting the last few shots, the wind was blowing strong, with the rain right behind it, and though we didn't film in the worst of it, it was cold enough!

Fine. Winds of change persist, and the rain will wash away our woes, leaving room for newness. Fine.

Shooting at check in- oh the waiting! 
By the time we got off the bus back in BA, around 9ish, it was raining cats and dogs, and that wind was really showing it’s strength. Very surprisingly cold, compared to the heat we were baking in around noon.

I ran for the tram then home when I got off. Out of my cold and wet clothes, I warmed up the last of my “best ever bread,” and ate it with the last bit of hummus, as well as alfalfa sprouts which I soaked in olive oil and balsamic vinegar. I decided I wanted dessert after that so I mixed honey and coconut oil with cacao powder, walnuts and shredded coconuts. No, no picture, but I'll get one up for you next time  I make it with the recipe on the food blog. Too yummy and easy not to!

So tired, and it’s time to put Nigella to bed. After midnight now, and the 'being wired,' has turned into 'extremely tired.' 


On a last note, but not the least, I'm really happy that we did the commercial, as I met so many really wonderful people, some of whom may well become more than just facebook friends. ;D

Ciao for now, and back soon.

Much peace and love, as always <3




Monday, May 18, 2015

More than just a Food Revolution

(Written Saturday, 16 May). 

Today was the big Food revolution day everywhere, and I’d planned to head into Old Town Bratislava, to join everyone else interested in the event.  However, I awoke, feeling like absolute crap, bloated beyond belief in my hands and feet to the point of pain my left hand. Even worse than that was that my belly was bloated, like I was 5 months pregnant or something. Not pleasant. 

Interestingly enough, I’d just had a dream in which I was very stressed out. I was pregnant, and though I would now be accepted by certain family members - that I was finally going along with status quo - it wasn’t what I’d wanted.  

The dream felt incredibly real, like they often do these days, during and after the water cleanse. 

Anyhow, within minutes of getting out of bed, I went out for my usual meditative walk, and whilst heading downstairs, even my lower legs started to hurt. “What on earth is going on?!?!” I thought....  
Over and over again I was repeating to myself, “I love you Munjeet Sehra,” whilst tapping under my collar bone.  I was doing this for my body, to relieve the bloating, which I had no idea from where it was all coming. 

I spoke to anger, I spoke to inflammation, I spoke to control and fear…Things were starting to come to me, old things which I’d never expressed to the person or people involved, which my body had held onto- that I was so inflamed. 
Amazing that even though life is wonderful, and I have no complaints about the present moment, my subconscious dredges us stuff for me to deal with. Fine, I accept this all, especially now that I know what to do with it.  

The walk helped a ton, and shortly after I returned home, the swelling in my extremities started to dissipate, and was fully gone by noon, after playing with food- my solace. 

The bloating in my belly (something I’m not digesting in my life), still remained though. It was soon time to head over to the centre for the Food Revolution, so I showered, and got dressed, but then sat on the bed, feeling really glum. I couldn’t figure it out, and my intuition was screaming at me not to go out, to stay in and be still.  

Decision made. So I did. I decided it best not to go anywhere.  

In the end, I missed all the festivities of Food Revolution, which I’d been so looking forward to – and quite happily, to be honest - as I slowed down and further gave my body the attention she was screaming for. 

Something was/still is really out of whack, but the tapping, self love, and Yurai - bless him for his patience and understanding - are helping loads.

Now then this huge ramble- and that picture----all in all, I played with food, of course, and am feeling much better for it.

[Jeeze, I forgot to mention the headache and ear pain from this morning. All gone too, and I believe I just needed to get creative, in that regard.]  

I tell you, adjusting back to food, after 26 days of not eating, hasn't actually been easy...that's another post though. 

Ok, ramble over! Let’s talk food. :) 
We've been really hooked on anything hummus- like of late, so I've got two kinds here, a version using kidney beans and peas, and the other with white beans and peas. The third spread, which started out as sprouted masoor lentils, with the usual curry fixings, was blended to oblivion, before I got the idea to add cottage cheese, so threw on some clothes and popped out to the shop, before carrying on. 
The fourth item on the plate is labneh - a yoghurt cheese - typical of Middle Eastern cuisine, that I was curious about. I got the idea from foodblogger, Rivka Friedman, who lived in Jerusalem for many years. She's got some beautiful food over at Not Derby Pie. The labneh, though it required about 24 hours to set (and so beautifully), was very easy and tastey.  I didn't make the accompanying za'atar, this time, but it's in my mind. :) 

We also had some Balkan cheese in the fridge, so I cooked it slowly with cumin seeds & chili flakes- was fabulous, especially with my first time ever naan, for which I picked up the recipe at Budget Bytes, a great food site. Learning learning learning. 

So, all in all, seems we had our own revolutions here at #14, food and emotions. :) 

The food will be blogged over on my other site: Food is the Way :) 

Thanks for reading, as always. Much love and light.