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Sunlight in Winter

Sometimes, pain can persist even after the original injury or disease that caused it has healed.

There are several different factors that can cause this.  The one that’s played the largest role in my own life involves the concept of neuroplasticity— the idea that the nervous system can change over time, and that in chronic pain sufferers, it can actually become more sensitive to pain.

In this post I’ll be sharing what I’ve learned about neuroplasticity, as well as some of the other potential causes for chronic, persistent pain.

Neuroplasticity, or Practice Makes Perfect

They say practice makes perfect— in scientific terms, this is known as neuroplasticity, or the idea that the nervous system can be molded and changed by different experiences.  The more chances you give your nervous system to perform a task, the better it becomes at it.  In most cases this is a good thing—neuroplasticity…

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De-Stress in the Ocean

When life direction is blurried, get near ocean.

If I could I'd be back on St. John (Virgin Island) in Cruz Bay, reading my YA book.

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4 Hour Work Week

This book will change your perspective of life and the way you know your supposed to live it! Do yourself a favor and live the life that's truly inside you to live. Don't settle.

The 4 Hour Work Week Book Cover Timothy Ferris

I'm going to REread the 4 Hour Work Week.

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The Best Way to Prepare Eggs

In addition to the beloveds such as glorious omelettes with fresh herbs from the garden, or a rich savory omelette with meats, my favorite treat would be poached eggs. Delicate, simple, and delicious.

Poached Eggs on Muffins Late Brunch

Poached with Malt Vinegar on a Sourdough English Muffin with Carmelized Onions.

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Natural Friendships: Are There Any Really Out There?

Cassie and Shelby playing

Natural friendships: are there any really out there?

Cassie and Shelby playing

A friend you do irrationally foolish things with.

You know those friends you could just hang out with forever when you were little- you had a common interest or your personalities just clicked and you were perfectly comfortable, doing NOTHING together for endless amounts of time? I feel like now a days relationships can feel so forced. I wonder if it’s because we’ve set up so many formalities or hoops to jump through in real relationship, to get together with someone you a) always seem to have to be doing something, be it getting coffee, shopping, coming over for dinner, and you don’t just kick it– Walls down, chillin’ out, you get pissed at each other, then you move on, but those friends you could confront, duke things out with, cuddle with, and if you WENT OUT and actually did something- it was a blast. I remember running around with my friends at their little brother’s baseball games, and what a blast we’d have running around, getting snacks at the concession stand (which was one word, by the way, back then. Concessionstand; no 9 year old knows what the heck a concession was; I don’t even think I know the appropriate definition of a concession today. One of those words that’s up there with the Pledge of Allegiance- “for Whichitstands”– I used to think that was one of the states). Running into other kids, kids older, younger or the same age, each interaction was always exciting.  Now days to “run around” with your friends and attempt to feel care free feels either a) like your a wanna be hippy running from reality b) your highly exclusive which wasn’t the original intent of running around or c) your off in your own world in a negative-impact sort of way.

I guess what I’m trying to ask is are there still natural friendships occurring? Do you have any we-naturally-liked-eachother-and-clicked-and-how-we-hang-out friends? And if so, are you also married, and/or have babies? Or toddlers, kids or teens for that matter… I’d love to hear some other people’s experience with this realm.

Man Attacks Shark?

This seems so surreal and like another word to me.