Ultimate Reset Week 2: Back to Work as 2017 Challenges Us to Soar!

I haven’t written for a while. The cleanse is full steam ahead, now on Week 2. I found that during my week off, I came to be more centered on my internal process – changes with the diet, cooking all the time, timetables for the herbal supplements, reading, watching movies.

I did clear up my storage space which was a big mess. I bought four tubs and got rid of flimsy cardboard boxes. I took my old computer equipment to the recycling center. I can now get into the storage and look around. I know where everything is. Stuff isn’t falling on me when I try to find something.

Back at work, I am juggling work demands with the tiredness I feel in Week 2. The Detox week. I cheated once and had two glasses of wine Sunday just to get out of the house and be around people. I got two pieces of feedback – the wine didn’t make me feel that great and the people were annoying (sort of). Being back at work, I am not as isolated. Detox week is different from the basic cleanse of Week 1.

After the first few days craving stuff, I came to like the rhythm and creativity of food-making. I found solace is the silence. I managed candlelight gentle yoga on Friday night.

Work has been busy the first few days back, as I thought. Still, taking supplements and eating on a regular schedule is proving to be a challenge in this role with interruptions and vendor schedules and I don’t know what else.

My job search is ready to gear back up. Next week, I have two MIMA events back to back. I’m looking forward to networking again even if it's 8AM in Minneapolis. My 5th T3 session, last week opened up even more abundance and receiving energy. We are getting deeper with each session into the programming from ancestors and family.

In fact, one such occlusion came from an ancestor 18 generations ago who decided magic was dangerous. It filtered through the family line, growing upon itself and being added too until my father said “I’m not magical”. It is a subconscious programming. We cleared all that out and into the future. Magic is how we create our lives in the now. No wonder I was getting inconsistent results.

Amazing how the DNA holds all these perspectives and negative programming gets installed and passed down. We are complex creatures. The more I learn about epigenetics and ancestral programming, I am gaining awareness of just how people create stuff they don’t desire, or which seems contradictory to how they live. Subconscious instructions as vibrations are far more potent than what we think we want on the surface.

Working with the T3 practitioner and on other aspects of healing such as this cleanse and diet, is not an overnight success. It is a process. However, I feel it will be worth it in the end, when more and more of my energy is open to receive abundance and miracles.

During my time off, I was able to update the website with the book cover for Cassandra & Abbie, however writing eluded me because I was processing so much stuff – dealing with cooking and wrangling groceries. I missed a few things and had to do multiple trips for Week 2, for example.

The positive news is my previous experience, made me much better at the recipes each meal than in the past, including how to manage the multiple steps so the meals happened on time and not in the middle of the night, like before.

I’m still planning on going forward with the 21-Day Fix after this and I am already thinking about how I can plan my meals as I won’t have the prescribed meal regimen like I did with the Reset. I’ll also be adding in the more rigorous exercise component. Already though, I look in the mirror, and my skin is brightening up, I don’t have any gastro-intestinal issues (unrelated to the cleanse) and I am sleeping better.

On another note, I’m just beginning to do my 2017 planning – I had to purchase some workbooks for my process plus I am continuing with the Master Soul University. Stacy Nelson is having us learn -- from her book Inner Council -- each of the council members in detail and begin to work with them individually. I didn’t know why when I began working with the Creator that I seemed blocked or didn’t have a bond – now after the T3 session I am realizing that those components (i.e. I am not magical) stuck in my auric field impeded my access to Creator.

All of these processes go hand in hand as I come into my own with personal manifesting and creating. I look forward to seeing how things unfold in the months to come.

If you want to help support my career transition and book publishing business - I am still running my YouCaring.com campaign. You can also reach me personally for direct donations and I take PayPal or schedule a coaching/healing session. https://www.youcaring.com/ginasmovinonupcampaign

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Coffee and other Addictions on Day One of the Ultimate Reset - Is True Intimacy Possible?

I am posting a picture of my last cup of coffee which was yesterday morning. I started the cleanse this at 8am today when I took my first supplements and there is no coffee, caffeine or alcohol.

I’d say it is just three weeks but you aren’t supposed to jump back in to those items for several weeks after the cleanse. Plus I am going to do the 21 Day Fix after this so I can keep my cooking and food prep habits up but move to a regular menu.

Anyway, this morning, all I could write about in my journal was coffee. My apartment building has an espresso maker in the lobby which is free to residents. Quite frequently, I run into neighbors – often both of us are in PJs, and barely awake. We take a moment to connect while we get our morning joe.

There is a huge social aspect to the restaurant and coffee life for me. I stayed in my apartment making my first breakfast, getting back into the herbs and supplements I will be taking and reading. I missed the smell of coffee and the taste.

A sub request for a curling game came through and I almost said “yes, I’ll do it!” However, there would be beer and other alcohol available and it would be too easy, one day in, to break my cleanse just because it is there. I decided to stay home.

I did two different walks today. One to the grocery store close to my place where once again I had to find a creative solution to the $ issues just to get the missing limes I need and a few other fresh herbs. I came home only to realize that the Ultimate Cleanse people had made a mistake on their grocery list and I didn’t have red bell peppers. Seriously, it is sort of becoming a joke now.

Guess I will be back at the grocery store tomorrow then. I ate the salad today without the peppers.

I’ve managed to make quite a bit of prep food in advance – rice, quinoa, miso soup. In addition, I modified a recipe I’ll be putting together tomorrow. The plan calls for making these veggie nori rolls with brown rice. Last year, I tried it their way and it was a complete disaster. I had to throw it all out.

Reading over the recipe, it didn’t seem like they’d updated it and I wasn’t going to go through that again. I decided that I would use real sushi rice, not the regular brown rice that was called for. I know there is brown sushi rice but not at the Whole Foods I went to. Better that I can get most of it than worry about brown rice. I also bought a sushi roll maker.

As it turned out the roll maker had instructions for making good sushi rice. Sushi has this rice vinegar seasoning called sushi-su which helps bind the rice and make it extra sticky. Another aspect left out of the original recipe! I substituted honey for the sugar called for and mixed it in. The instructions that came with the mat said not to refridgerate rice as it makes it unedible -- so it is in a container with a lid for now.

I came back from my second walk after listening to a bunch of clearing recordings from Access Consciousness and also the relationship healers I work with. I think my body need to process the changes I was making on all levels. The brisk night air woke me up too. I tend to feel quite groggy without my coffee fixes.

I thought a lot all day about habits and addictions. Around the Twin Cities and especially in Lowertown, St Paul, the emphasis is on bars, restaurants and gathering places like the curling club. I watched a couple last night who were at Bulldog for the Lions/Packers game. Shot after shot of tequila. The man was getting more and more inebriated. Talking loudly. Making up stories. Eventually, he had to leave, and couldn’t even finish watching the game with his girlfriend.

That doesn’t feel like relating to me. Not the kind and depth of relating I want in my life anyway. Still, New Year’s Eve at Sainte Dinette involved a different kind of frenzy and I’ve grown close to the staff there. The food is delicious. Course, their business is to make money and even there it is easy to linger and take ‘one more glass of wine.’

How easy it is to substitute alcohol and feeling toasted/drunk for intimacy or even love. To stay stuck in this place where togetherness is equated with the number of shots of whatever you can imbibe.

I feel though the relationships are what I will miss most for the next three weeks. Hopefully I’ll be able to get some sub games in at the club, drink water and be dedicated to my cleanse while curling, socializing and enjoying myself. As a relator personality, though, nothing can really take the place of laughing, joking and enjoying the company of others.

Nevertheless, I had to face that maybe part of the reason me and others go to bars to laugh, joke and make merry is there is something emotional we simply don't want to deal with or face. It brings me back to what is true intimacy?

I ended up renting and watching the movie version of Wild last night. Now I can see how they really made it into a movie story, cutting out characters or compositing them and of course dramatizing situations differently. I like both versions of the story but they aren’t the same.

We’ll see what comes up tomorrow as I plan to get to more organizing processes and set-up my 2017. So far it is off to weird start. Hopefully things smooth out and the direction becomes more clear in the weeks ahead.

If you want to help support my career transition and book publishing business - I am still running my YouCaring.com campaign. You can also reach me personally for direct donations and I take PayPal or schedule a coaching/healing session. https://www.youcaring.com/ginasmovinonupcampaign

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New Year's 2016 and the Reset Begins with a BIG PARTY!

New Year’s Eve I cleaned my studio apartment, set-up my cleanse journal and sorted my cabinets so I knew what items I needed at the store for the Ultimate Reset cleanse. The fridge was bare except for a couple take-out boxes and a ½ of Jane’s pecan pie we ate for Christmas.

I threw all that out along with the desiccated carrots leftover from one of the summer farmer’s markets.

24 hours left of 2016 and I was ready to leave all that the year entailed behind. The Universe had other plans though. Money I was expecting didn’t come on time.

A ritual of lack that I was used to after several years of a mysterious financial connection to Mercury Retrogrades. You could pretty much predict the size of my bank balance and the various calamities related to money by the constellations and where Mercury was situated in the night sky. I kid you not. At one point in the last few years, I had minus numbers in my bank account the entire six weeks. Ramen and free meals became the norm.

Fourth Mercury Retrograde of 2016, on the last day of the personally tumultuous eight-year cycle we were leaving behind and this one was no exception. I had to fill my fridge and my pantry with groceries for the cleanse. I will spare readers the gory details which included a long wait in the way of last minute shoppers at Whole Foods while I sorted out my miscalculations with already bagged groceries. After a long string of these Mercury driven disasters you get very creative with how you pull things off.

$250 worth of organic produce procured with a brilliant work-around later I drove home to discover I was missing a bag of limes and I was charged twice for my asparagus. The Universe was going to get the last laugh, after all.

I’ve had this weird relationship to food. I love it, that is for sure. Especially when it is lovingly prepared and comes with a beautiful experience. Still, the way I eat sometimes, you’d think I had some past-life recollection of feast and famine in my memory banks. If I get $100 from somewhere you can guarantee a long night at Meritage or Sainte Dinette is in the works. I’ll feel like a Queen and enjoy every last tasty morsel – just in case I don’t get another opportunity.

On the other hand, I don’t get much pleasure from cooking for myself. Here and there I have dabbled successfully and promised myself it would become a trend. The lure of our amazing local farm-to-table style restaurants though soon pulls be back out, night after night. Cooking is tedious, requires washing-up and never tastes as good as someone else’s. Most of the time, it doesn’t taste good at all. I really dislike leftovers.

I did the Ultimate Cleanse once before. Last year, right after the MBA. I’d gained like 50 lbs during my two years in school, had high blood pressure and bad cholesterol. I figured it would help me get back into shape. 2016 was a fickle friend though. I cheated just a bit throughout the cleanse, including beer and wine at the curling club, restaurant meals when I was too tired and potluck samplings at work.

Still I lost weight and ate better for quite some time, until I didn’t and stuff happened and it got too hard to keep up with it all. My career and financial issues, my devastating inter-personal crises, my brother’s wedding, my gut-wrenching come to Jesus (not literally) soul-searching. I did quite a bit of that on the patio at Ox Cart, crying into my second or third, or was it fourth glass of wine?

If 2016 was anything, it was going to make me, come hell or high water, release anything toxic and reset my emotional course from turbulent to one in which I was in the driver’s seat of my own creation. And furthermore, 2016 wasn’t going to do it in that nice motherly way one would prefer. No, it was going to send me through a stone-polishing tumbler of epic proportions and kick my ass along with multiple deaths both spiritual and actual (it got so silly we were all joking about Betty White needing our protection several days before New Year).

One good thing, I took up yoga and managed to keep up my practice fairly regularly the last half the year. I cried on my mat a few times too but the flow kept me pushing through all the crap, one downward dog at a time.

Anyway, back to New Year’s Eve. 2016 was going out with a bang. I envisioned this for weeks and nothing was going to stop me. Not even my finances.

I turned up at Sainte Dinette and there was one last chair at the bar (just for me) in a night that was non-stop from 7:30 to well after midnight.

I ate the amazing Tasting Menu Chef Adam had come up with and Tweeted about it the whole time. I thought it amusing to take pictures of everything as though this was my last meal and I’d be starving after the 2nd.

I found my interest in making every last moment count, including an after-party at Bulldog and an after after party at my neighbor Cory’s apartment, intriguing. You’d think I was going away to a deserted island for a month, not just doing a cleanse. It was as if my life was over as I knew it and I was on some sort of death bed. Still, I had fun. I made sure of it.

I even got a post New Year drunken kiss like in the movies. Hadn't done that in awhile. There's just something fun about being in the moment, a man's hand on your thigh, a full belly and New Year's cheer going on all around. All of us were laughing and drinking. Cory and his sister were practicing their Norwegian. You can't make this shit up.

This morning I went to brunch at St Paul Grill, one of the only places open around downtown St Paul, which was like a ghost town otherwise. Not even the ice rink in Rice Park was open. I walked past Meritage and saw the remnants of last night’s New Year celebration – hats and other items piled up on a table.

I’d spent Christmas Eve at Meritage enjoying (yet another $100 meal) with families decked out in Christmas sweaters and other red-hued finery. I chose Sainte Dinette because I feel at home there and Laurel, the GM gives good hugs. Real ones where your hearts meld as one. She’s the best.

I don't think I know one single restaurant GM anywhere who runs up to you with a genuine smile on their face and offers hugs. Laurel lives in my building. I feel like we are friends now. Maybe one day I'll have my wedding there like the one couple I spoke to a few weeks ago. Course I'd actually manifest my committed relationship. Lord knows THAT didn't happen for me in 2016.

Back at St Paul Grill, I ate my very large brunch - steak and eggs with hashbrowns and a side of waffle - washed down with a spicey Bloody Mary. I got a glass of wine after (free by way of a mistake) and sat there and read Cheryl Strayed’s Wild.

Wow! she and I have very little in common other than Minneapolis but something about the way she dances with her words and describes human suffering stuck me to my core. This world does some crazy stuff to us and it always surprises me somedays how any of us survive and yet we do…clinging to the hope that tomorrow will be better.

Now it is the early evening of the New Year’s Day. I am thinking I should start my prep work for tomorrow's cleanse Day 1 and see how far I get.

Although I really want to get back to reading Cheryl’s book too. It feels like Monday today for some reason but it isn’t. Nevertheless tomorrow, which is the actual Monday I begin a process I have thought about for a very long time. The day has finally arrived. We'll start 2017 out with a very different sort of bang.

And this time - no coffee, caffiene or alchohol for three weeks!

If you want to help support my career transition and book publishing business - I am still running my YouCaring.com campaign. You can also reach me personally for direct donations and I take PayPal or schedule a coaching/healing session. https://www.youcaring.com/ginasmovinonupcampaign

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