If I am closing the chapter of Be Whole. Be You. then I know I have to close it out with a BANG. And that’s exactly what this last recipe will be–if you can’t already tell from the photo!
While essentially not a whole lot is changing, it still feels like something big. There is something about a name, even a blog name, that becomes your identity in a way. But I am really excited to move forward, to shift, and to change, because in reality, I have grown and evolved a LOT over these past 3+ years.
I have got some very exciting news and it’s been something I have been waiting to share with you but had to wait until all the stars aligned.
And guess what? The time is NOW!
I just realized the last Overnight Oats recipe I shared with you was in December. That is probably a new record for me! You all know how much I love my oats and my overnight oats are my whole world when it comes to breakfast.
So excited to share this new recipe with you as it is nut free for my nut allergy friends!
Valentine’s Day is one of THOSE holidays. Some of us scoff at the push to buy chocolates, flowers and other goodies for our loved ones. Others find it to be very romantic and go all out to make it a special day each year. Children are so excited to put little cards of their favorite characters into construction paper covered shoe boxes for their friends.
A new tradition of celebrating the holiday called “Galentine’s Day” has taken off for women who want to band together and celebrate the day without men. Whatever this day may mean to you, I thought a little history lesson would make the holiday a bit more and perhaps give it stronger meaning for you.
There is actually a lot of fear and anxiety that goes along with letting go of all of the dieting and food rules so many of us religiously live by. The biggest issue seems to be a fear of what really will happen on the flip side. Our safety net has been our food rules and long list of no-nos. Our self esteem and pride goes along with making the “good” and “healthiest” choices when it comes to food.
And the fear of letting go comes along with just that: if I let go of the rules, will I just let myself go? Will I end up in a spiral of ice cream, donuts, cake and cookies and never look at a piece of lettuce again?
Well, I am living proof that it is NOTHING like that friends. Nothing.