Παρασκευή 29 Μαΐου 2015

Seven secrets to looking younger and feeling better with each passing year

Lowering your biological age (how many days, weeks, months, years you’ve been on this planet) is not possible, but lowering the ‘relative’ age of your body or your physiological age) is easy and doable .

Why would you wonna do that?

Just because! No need to apologise for having a wish, a wish within you is all the reasons you need for doing it.
Feeling better?
Achieving goals?
All legit reasons for doing it.
No justification needed.

So you wonna look younger with each passing year?

Here are my tips, short, sweet and to the point:

1. Decide you're gonna be looking younger with each passing year

Yep, it's a decision, like any other you've ever taken. Somewhere along the way you decided that you're going to age (you've even decided on the exact rate of aging for you!) based on assumptions, prejudices, the media etc and now your body is following obediently that blueprint you're feeding to it. It's like a program running in a computer.

 You are the programmer. Not the computer itself. So change the program.

I keep affirming and reaffirming to myself;

''I am getting younger and fresher looking, 
physically, mentally and emotionally with each moon cycle''. 

For us women our period is a powerful rejuvenating mechanism. Take advantage of it. 

If you are not a woman, or past menopause, the same holds true for you. Your sexual organs hold an amazing rejuvenating power. They are the source of your life force, along with your heart. So they have the power to keep you young and rejuvenated and in perfect working order. Use them!

  2. Sleep more

No need for an explanation here. Even half an hour a day more sleep is going to make a great difference to how young you look. Cell growth and repair happens when you are asleep. So sleep more . Make it part of your self care routine. Dont feel guilty for being 'unproductive'. Sleep is cheaper, (actually, its frrreeeeee! ) than all those expensive treatments or supplements , procedures etc, so you're saving money in the long run!

 3. Do some weight training

The human body is meant to be symmetrical, and this is something we innately desire in the opposite sex. Over time, we tend to round our shoulders, hunch a bit, often in one side more than the other. This is one example of how an asymmetry can form, but there are many more. Since you are asking your body to look younger it’s always a good idea to re-align it with weight training. When your body posture becomes better through this, your body alignment changes as well ,and you look younger (among other health benefits you get!)

4. Change your attitude

Being younger is also an attitude. As people grow older they tend to become embittered, enraged, sarcastic and not at all flexible in their opinions. Believe me, it shows. And it's dead boring, aside from aging. Young people are playful, fun, relaxed and mostly great fun to be around. Drop sarcasm or bitterness, if only for a day. Voila! You got younger by a day!

Seriously, bitterness gives you fewer friends and harsh lines to your face. Just drop it whenever you remember. It's a habit like any other. And it can be changed with conscious effort.

5. Fall in love

Or fall back in love with your current partner. (Yes, its doable. Just wait for my upcoming book, Soulmate Manifestation). Love is the very same rejuvenating power that helps cell regrowth and even creates a human being, body and soul, from scratch. Love is real and palpable and visible in the physical as well as the spiritual realm. Use it to your advantage

6. Dont dress your age

Who decides on a dress appropriate code for each age???

Seriously, think about it.
Don't dress your age.

 Dress for your mood, dress for your love of life, dress for your inspiration, dress for your elation, dress for your celebration of life, dress for your uniqueness, dress for the sex you've just had or are about to have ( yes you will,eventually!), dress for your lust for more life. That's enough of guiding rules to set you on the right path. Do it for a day, dress for your mood and see what happens

7. Walk and move like a young person

What happened to your lust for life, to your brisk walk, to the spring in your step? Put it right back, consciously . Do it. It's like a smile that makes you instantly feel better. That youthful way of moving instantly alters your vibration to a feel-good vibe that is young and invigorating and instantly transforms your looks.

Here's to you getting younger with each passing day!

Δευτέρα 11 Μαΐου 2015

How to Manifest Moments of Fun and Relaxation with your Love

The Law of Attraction teaches ( well, I hate that term actually, it's Law of Life, really ) that we create every aspect of our reality, including attracting a specific person in our life  or healing a relationship that looks impossible.

Ιt is important to work on both the physical and the metapysical plane when you are summoning life force to manifest love or healing love in your life.

Α very powerful form of summoning force is writing, because it combines both the physical-the actual act of putting pen to paper and the metaphysical - ideas and feelings becomε formed and structured as they expressed in written form.

My upcoming book ''Soulmate Manifestation Book'' focuses on that: how vto commit your thoughts and emotions to paper in such a well-structured and magical way that life/universe/ your higher self etc hears your CLEAR call and responds accordingly.

One of my favorite writing activities when I've been teaching for endless hours and I'm in dire need of mind relaxation is to begin to summon the energy of beautiful shared moments with my love, be it holidays or just fun, relaxing times together.

I often feel amazed at how , after calling such moments forth through the act of writing, these moments turnup exactly the way I envisioned them in my life.

Here is a fun journaling activity to help you do the same:
Use the prompts below to manifest a specific holiday with someone you love.
Let the words flow, dont overthink anything or limit yourself, just write

''I 'm visiting...

''I'l m sharing this experience with ..(specific person or not)

''We're getting there by...

''Our accommodation is..

''We're spendind at least.. ( number of days) ..there

''Some of the things I'd really like to try there are ..''

''Some of the places I'd like to stop off include....

''One of the things I love most about being there is...''

''The things I have taken with me are ..''

''Some of the things I'll be taking back home with me are...

'' The best part of our time there is..

''By the end of our time there, I will...

Feel free to add to this, color it, decorate it, imbue it with your own energy.

Above all, have fun with it!

Σάββατο 9 Μαΐου 2015

12 Things You Should Do For The Woman You Love

12 Things You Should Do For The Woman You Love

1. Look at her across a room or table like she's magic and make every other woman present green with envy at her good luck.

2. Dont just give her an afterglow. Give her so many orgasms (in a row) that she'll be glowing like a fuckin Christmas tree afterwards.

3. Bring her wine and her favorite chocolate often. The wine goes before, the chocolate after the afterglow.

4. Don't tell her she's got a gorgeous body that you lust after. She won't believe you. Show her.

5. Listen to her complaining or venting. Even. if. it. drives. you. crazy.

6. Take away her pain. Especially her emotional pain.
For instructions on how to do that, see No #5.

7. Be a man she admires. I bet you know how.

8. Be romantic. And fuck hard. 

And be descerning as to when is the right time for either.
9. Include her happiness in your priorities.

10. Make her feel taken care of. Daily. 
Whatever care may mean individually for her.

11. Include her in your plans for the future, even if they're just plans for next weekend

12. Tell her she's beautiful. Right now

Κυριακή 3 Μαΐου 2015

Tell them

Start off the most beautiful month of the year right:
Tell your partner 5 things you appreciate about him/her

Me first:
-I like how you keep me practical and down to earth, how you help me stand on my own two feet and be strong and independent and get on in life
-I love how playful you are and how you give me magical experiences in bed
-I like how you protect me and our relationship from the mean world and other people's indiscreet eyes
-I love it how you are firm and strong and able to guide in a beautiful way whenever I need it
-I love it how you keep me on my toes about everything and give me things to anticipate combined with generous doses of love and tenderness

Now your turn
Go tell them!

Σάββατο 2 Μαΐου 2015

An old Pic-father and Daughter

That is a 33 year old polaroid pic of a 64 year old man and his 12 year old daughter
The man was my father John and he was to die 3 years after the pic was taken .
Ηe and I were very close. He was 52 when I was born and he could easily pass for my grandfather. I was a kind of an 'accident' in lovemaking, when all my 4 other siblings were already teenagers or preteens and my parents thought their family was complete. They were poor, working class people and they both worked two jobs each to take care of their big family and give to all their kids a good education their own parents hadn't been able to afford for their own kids.
When my mother found out she was pregnant, she announced to my father she'd be getting an abortion. He begged her to reconsider ,I was told, using all the tender words he could master to change her mind, but she was unmovable. ''I cant, no money, I'm too tired, too old (she was 40), I work too much to have yet another kid''. So he gave in, because he was extremely fond of her and he always respected her wishes.
So she was given an abortive injection- twice !- but with no success. Although she bled lightly, the stubborn fetus , me , hang on to life in her womb. So she was scheduled for a more aggressive procedure to terminate her pregnancy. On the actual day of the scheduled termination my oldest brother, a 16 year old boy who was one of the kindest and most loving boys a mother could have, I am told again, had a tragic accident. He died a very agonising death because of internal brain bleeding in the abulance in my father's arms, as he was being transferred to a nearby town. My father never ever talked about it. My mother decided to keep me, thinking her son's death was a punishment from God for wanting to have the abortion. She buried herself in grief and wore black for almost ten years in mourning.
As a child I would often come home and find my mum crying over my brother's photo almost daily, look at her and feel immensely guilty. Guilty for taking his place, the place of a brother who was obviously her favorite when I wasnt, guilty for being a 'difficult', quiet, opinionated, reserved child myself. I truly internalised that I was her punishment from God. And I hated her for that. I hated how she resented me, how she would never ever hug me or kiss me or be tender with me, how she wore black that made her look old and haggard and miserable. She loved me , I now know how much she did love me, but her pain and guilt wouldnt allow any of it to surface, except for acts of caring and overprotection towards me. It took me decades of soul searching and having my own kids to forgive her and realise what she'd been through, going through a pregnancy after such a tragic loss and how that changed her .
But my father, that was a different matter. He clearly showed it to me and to the world how he loved me. I was always perched up on his knee when very young and since he became a pensioner he'd take me with him everywhere. I was the apple of his eye. He was infinitely fond and proud of me, proud of how cute a little girl I was, how smart - I could read and write when I was three and was thought of a precautious child- and how wittily I could outsmart any adult in any kind of conversation. His love, and the love of my sister who practically raised me because my mother worked all day long, nourished my soul and made me more fond of adults than kids my own age.
On the day the picture was taken he took me for a very long hike in the nearby fields to pick flowers, as was customary on the 1st day of May. On our way there we stopped by at an old woman's house, as we did every year on that day. He called her 'my second mum' as she was a lady that nursed him to life when his own mother had a very hard labor of twins- his other twin died- and could not nurse him. ''I owe her my life '', he'd say, 63 years after this happened. ''Always be grateful to those you owe gratitute to, Eirini. This way you'll add more good things to your life''. Then he would take me to 'listen to the nightingales''.
Nightingales choose shady places with lots of water. And they love an audience, contrary to what people thing. ''Listen to them, Eirini'', he told me. ''They are not like other birds, they dont chirp the same old tune over and over again. Their repertoire constantly changes. Listen...'' And I would listen to this little bird singing blissfully hidden and when he was done my father would call out to him ''A different tune!'' and the bird would oblige, in fact seemed to be expecting his calling to resume singing! ''All singers enjoy a good audience'', he would say, being a canon in church himself and with a masculine, mellow voice I found as sweet as the nightingale's.
The year that pic was taken was the last one we went flower picking, he had a stroke the next year. His death was the first tragedy of my young life. First it devastated me. Then it taught me to be strong. Then it taught me to be spiritual. Then, to deeply appreciate the people I have in my life right now, knowing only too well I could all too easily lose them.
A few days ago I met this old lady whose husband was a close friend of my father's.''You will never know how much he loved you, your father, '' she told me. ''He said 'that girl gave me back my life after our son died' .
I miss him. Always have, always will. I miss his kindness and his unconditional love. And I realise, at the same time, how lucky I was to have such a loving father, a masculine figure, a paragon of a father really, that made me love, trust and appreciate men the way it is supposed to happen, the way God intended it to be between a father and a daughter. The way we were loved during our early childhood is the way we will tend to believe true love actually is.
Love you, father John.
I hope you are proud of the kind of woman I've turned into.
In deep gratitude
Your little lamb (as you used to call me)