Waxing Leaves

Waxing Leaves

I love when my children gasp and point out some beautiful aspect of nature. A sunset, a cloud, a full moon. These days in our area the trees are blazing with colorful leaves, and even the storm gusts did not manage to blow them all off. I point beautiful leaves out to my kids to remind them to look closely at nature and to appreciate the beauty in it. I don’t know if they really need to be reminded, but I know that sometimes I do. I remember collecting beautiful leaves as a child and ironing them in between wax paper to preserve them. I had forgotten the simple pleasure in that activity somewhere along the way, and it wasn’t until a few years ago when my own children were old enough to do it that I remembered. It becomes an entire activity that gets us outside on a leaf collecting expedition, before going in for some creativity. We then tape our creations to the window to display our pretty fall decorations.

 

Happy Halloween with UNICEF

Happy Halloween with UNICEF

So excited to use our Trick or Treat 4 UICEF collection boxes tonight!

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Above The Doors of Prague

Above The Doors of Prague

Before there were street names and addresses in Prague there were icon medallions above the doorways to signify who lived within. They enchanted me, and it made me think about what we would have to mark our home above our door.  After some thought, I decided it might be the winged heart similar to the one in the Documama logo (emblazoned in gold like the ones pictured here of course!). There are a few reasons why, not the least of which is the love in our house. My husband specializes in cardiac imaging, I was born on Valentines Day, and we love to travel.  What do you think would be the medallion be above your home?

Urban Sweat

Urban Sweat

 

As a busy mom I love finding spaces of solitude and relaxation in which to re-charge when my kids are out from underfoot.  In the summer sometimes it is as easy as just heading to the beach or taking the dog for a hike through the woods.  In the wintertime finding that space can be more of a challenge. When I was invited as part of Rhode Island Digital Media Women to check out the facilities of Urban Sweat at Raffa yoga in Cranston for the day, I discovered my winter oasis.  As soon as you walk in the door you feel like you have been transported from Rhode Island to an exotic getaway in a far off land.  Being first a yoga studio, of course the vibe is very Zen, but the addition of Urban Sweat to Raffa Yoga provides a space to prolong your pampering before, after, or in lieu of that yoga class.  Luxuriate in the Eucalyptus Steam room, or the Urban Hamman, lounge in the healing Himalayan Salt Grotto, or indulge in a relaxation massage.  When you are thoroughly relaxed and determined not to ruin it all by going home to do more laundry, just lounge on the waterbeds and beanbag chairs strewn throughout the relaxation room. Read a magazine, bring a book, enjoy refreshments from the organic juice bar and healthy snacks like spring rolls.  It is like going to the library for your soul. Cleansing, healing, meditative, I am already fantasizing about spending a lot of time lounging around in there this winter.

Urban Sweat has truly created a paradise in which to unwind where Old World Wisdom meets New World self care.  A place to just relax and breathe your worries away.  They have 21 therapeutic massage and treatment rooms and 6 heat therapy rooms to foster and encourage your health and well being.  I love the assertion that therapeutic massage is not just a luxury, but as a healthy necessity, and they have priced their monthly massage memberships to reflect that philosophy.

” Our Old World offerings provide an opportunity to unplug and disconnect from the stress-inducing pace of each day and provide a space to calm and center oneself, detoxify, and truly relax. After a session at Urban Sweat, you’ll be ready to meet the challenges of each day ahead.”-Urban Sweat

If you are looking for that magical place to find escape and to relax, Urban Sweat sets the stage (I’ll be the one asleep on the waterbed).

 

My Summer in Bolivia and What The The World Food Programme Is Doing There Now

My Summer in Bolivia and What The The World Food Programme Is Doing There Now

Photo by Elizabeth Atalay

Boarding the cargo plane to San Ignacio

We held tightly to the ropes that held the crates of beer to the floor upon landing, and squealed as we hovered  slightly before coming back down hard .  So that’s why seatbelts on planes are so important! As the door opened we were hit with steamy air, thick with humidity and the scent of verdant earth. We had arrived in San Ignacio, Bolivia, in the middle of the jungle.   I turned to my friend Maria as we climbed down to the dirt runway, and exclaimed breathlessly, “you never told me”!   Maria has been my best friend since high school, and though we grew up in the same town outside of Boston, she had spent the year after her parents split up when she was 13, in Bolivia, where they were from.  San Ignacio, was the town her mother had grown up in, and where her grandparents still lived.  Chickens ran through the open structure of the home, and you poured buckets of water brought from the lake over you for showers in the outdoor shower stall.  I had never seen any place so beautiful, so wild, and natural in my entire life.  As we stepped off the cargo plane we had taken to get there, I was totally blown away.

Photo by Elizabeth Atalay

We spent the summer between sophomore and junior year of College in Bolivia visiting Maria’s relatives and traveling around the country.  I was struck by the economic extremes, while we stayed at one cousin’s house in the suburbs of La Paz, we met wealthy Bolivian kids who took us to the nightclubs in their BMW’s and had households full of staff.  This was contrasted by shacks climbing the sides of the hills that lined the city of La Paz where we stayed with her Aunt, there seemed to be no middle class, just ultra rich or what in the U.S.A. we would consider extremely poor.  Our summer in Bolivia was filled with crazy South American adventures of all kinds, and it cracked open my world. The people, food, landscapes and culture of Bolivia found a permanent place in my heart.

Photo by Elizabeth Atalay

When I heard about the World Food Program initiative to provide meals to school children in Bolivia I wanted to take part.  As a member of the Global Team of 200, a highly specialized group of Mom Bloggers for Social Good that concentrates on issues involving women and girls, children, world hunger and maternal health committed to Social Good, we are committed to spreading the word about important programs such as this.  The World Food Programme is part of the United Nations System and, is the world’s largest humanitarian agency fighting hunger worldwide. The WFP provides meals to 80,000 children in Bolivia, which is one of the poorest countries in South America. Malnutrition causes stunting in 40% of the children in the poorest areas of Bolivia, and the World Food Program is working to break the cycle of hunger so the kids can get the nutrition they need to stay in school and to achieve their full potential.  

You can make one of the children benefitting from this program extremely happy by simply sending a message to one of the school children in Bolivia. There a communications officer will translate and share your messages with the kids as well as translate and deliver their answers back to you. Click here to send your message now.

Photo by Elizabeth Atalay