I want to begin by saying thank you! If you’re reading this via email, you’ve stuck with me during this lull! I’ve been working on a book, that will be available so very soon! Let’s just dive right back in. I have a couple questions for you.
What if food, money and sex were all
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It may be a bit of a pun, but it’s not a joke at all. Today, I was on a conference call with a group of incredible authors (or authors to be). We’re collaborating on a book, with the focus as relationships. I can’t share much more, but I will say that I’ll be a published author next year, 2016!
This article isn’t about the book, it’s about the process, and what’s unfolding as I write the book. On the call today, one of the co-authors mentioned how I am conveying how the microcosm in the kitchen is the macrocosm of the whole relationship. In other words, what happens in the kitchen is a smaller picture of what happens in the relationship as a whole or on a daily basis.…
present something in a more interesting or lively way.
“the department set up a task force to help sexup the concept of conserving water”
When I introduce myself as a “Sensual Foodist” I usually get a reaction, followed by a question. What the hell does that mean? Ever heard of this definition? Presenting something in a more interesting or lively way? I like to talk about food in a more interesting or lively way. It’s just how I feel. I’m passionate about it. I’m passionate about putting something in my body that helps to make me feel amazing-inside and out. Yes, it’s about the sex, too.…
Where is last week’s article? It never happened. I didn’t write one. Burning Man consumed my every moment. A hiatus was a must to ensure that this year’s burn was epic…and it certainly was. We danced, we cried, we ran, we tripped (vicariously through a volunteer position with the Zendo).
Then, we came back home and got back in the kitchen. I figured it was time for a freestyle video. Totally unfiltered. This is how we walk, talk, move and groove in the kitchen, and we even had the boy come in (watch to find out who he is). There so much work to be done before, after and during Burning Man, so we were into a quick-yet super nourishing dinner.…
What was dinner like for you as a child? Did your mother or father, grandmother or caregiver figure in your life cook for you? Was there love in your kitchen?
This summer, while my husband Joe and I were in Miami, we met up with a good friend of ours who I learned something new about. She was raving about decorating her new apartment and how getting placemats for the kitchen table was a big feat for her. I listened intently and felt happy for her, but had to cock my head a bit and think about the placemat comment. It was a “feat?” Why were placemats such a big deal.…
What did your grandma tell you about the opposite sex? What about relationships and marriage? My grandma taught me a lot of things that I need to unlearn to be quite honest. Yet, there’s so many things that my parents, and grandparents taught me that I believe was so important. There’s always a deeper meaning if you care to dive deeper into their words. As humans, we continue to evolve, grow and expand, but I know one thing for sure made sense; and my husband’s grandmother told him on the phone when he spoke to her on this past mother’s day.
When was the last time you were invited over to a friend’s place for dinner? Did they cook?
For a few years, I was really missing breaking bread with friends. Yes, Joe and I are invited to friend’s home a few times each month for dinner. I’m not complaining (and thank you to the friends who are reading this now). We truly love it so much, we decided we want ALL of our friends to join us. Of course we couldn’t host-everyone, but just the right number happened to accept the invite. It was perfect. I was in awe of how much good energy was flowing in our little humble abode-and the incredible dynamic between all of us.
For such a long time-4 years to be exact-I’ve had total kitchen shame.…
“She is a Yoga Instructor, a Holistic Health Coach, a Birth Doula, Femininity Retreat Producer, a Musician, and the CEO & Founder of Rachel Rose Holistic.
In the last year Rachel moved to a tree house outside of San Francisco which previously housed Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio, started Rachel Rose Holistic, was proposed to at Burning Man by her soul mate Ben (she said yes) and found her breath.”
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In your mouth, silly! I actually didn’t know what Pancit was either, but fortunately, we have the lovely July to inform us. I love traveling, and learning about food from other cultures. They way that some cultures perceive food-as sacred, a gift from the earth, or just pure respect for their bounty is fascinating. As the weather becomes warmer, I’m dreaming of exotic travel, and living vicariously through July is just enough to tide me over for the moment. Please read on to dive into this mini food-adventure with me 😉
Where do you put a Pancit? | by: July Westhale
There is a rumor, or perhaps a stereotype, that every Asian airline must employ beautiful flight attendants. As I sit on Philippine Airlines flight 2905 heading from Manila to Bacolod, the island of Negros, I cannot dispute it.…
Just a week or so ago, Joe and I went on a double date with our good friends, who I absolutely love talking food with. We went to one of our favorite restaurants, Dosa in San Francisco.
While we indulged in our Dahi Vada, it dawned on me that the issue we were discussing wasn’t uncommon. It wasn’t something I’d experienced, so I didn’t tune it right away-so I’m definitely curious if it rings true for you.
We’ll call the female counterpart of these double daters, Sara, and her husband Tom. Sara was telling Joe and I a story about visiting friends on the East coast. It was a joyous conversation until a dreaded question arose. “Tom! What does Sara make you for dinner?”
I don’t think what came next in the replay of this conversation was so important.…