Posted in Food, healthy meals, inspiration, life, mom cooks, Photography, Pioneer Woman Kitchenware, salad lovers, writing

Kale Lovers

  • Ingredients

3 tablespoons of fresh lemon juice

2 tablespoons of extra-virgin olive oil

1/2 teaspoon of Himalayan salt (as desired)

1 bunch kale, leaves thinly sliced and ribs removed

1/4 cup dates

1 medium Honeybear Apple

1/4 cup slivered almonds, toasted Toast Almond Directions

1-ounce Pecorino, finely grated (1/4 cup)

Freshly ground black pepper

  • Directions

  1. Whisk together the lemon juice, olive oil, and salt in a large bowl. Add the Kale, toss to coat and let stand 10 minutes.
  2. While the Kale stands, cut the dates into thin slivers and the apple into thin matchsticks. Add the dates, apples, almonds, and cheese to the kale.
  3. Season with salt and pepper and toss well

Enjoy!

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Kale Salad
Posted in family, Food, life, Photography, writing

Parfait for Breakfast

Bottom Layer Ingredients: Almond Banana Mousse

  • 1 large banana
  • 1 tablespoon raw cacao powder
  • 1 tablespoon almond butter
  • 1 tablespoon almond milk unsweetened

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Middle Layer Ingredients: Chia Mix

  • 1/4 c chia seeds
  • 3/4 c Almondmilk Unsweetened
  • 1 tablespoon maple syrup or honey

Top Layer Ingredients: Mashed Raspberries

  • 1 cup fresh raspberries

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Posted in inspiration, Journey, life, Photography, Poems, Short Stories, writing

The Authentic Sound

 

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It is the authentic sound that should resonate in our hearts.

 

 

©Kalida Corner

Posted in writing

Cacao & Rolled Oats Smoothie

In a blender, add:

1 cup of sweetened vanilla almond milk, 1 cup of frozen sliced bananas, 2 tablespoons of honey, 1/2 cup of Gluten free rolled oats, 1 tablespoon of raw cacao, 1 tablespoon of almond butter, and 1/2 teaspoon of chia seeds.

Blend until smooth.

Pour into two small cups and top them with slices of bananas, coconut chips, cacao nibs, chia seeds, and bee pollen.

Happy Healthy Monday 🌷

Posted in Uncategorized, writing

Page 245

Our lives are like a book, with scrambled pages that we wrote while living. Every single page signifies our emotions, actions, and tones. Through these pages, we see for ourselves who we’ve become and who we want to be! Through these pages, we erase an experience and craft a better version of ourselves; through these pages, we can be where we want to be.

Approaching a new year, I flip through the pages of the aging one like I’m re-reading and analyzing a book; I grab my orange sharpie and start highlighting words that require replacement and striking out sentences that interrupt the reading pace, and foremost adding rhythm to every flipped page.

Moms. Dads. Family members. Workers. Single moms. Everyone. Applaud yourselves for your hard work this year. Look at the mirror, but this time for a significant purpose, that does not include shaving beard or putting make-up on. This time, wipe all the excess of your days and look through your eyes. Feel your heart beating. Listen to the sound of the air coming in and out of your nose while inhaling and exhaling. Gaze at yourself without thinking, just breathing and feeling and seeing who you’ve become.

Myself. Self-work is not done. I’m still in the process of fathoming life. I’m still an avid learner who believes that applying what I’ve learned is the challenge. As I look at myself, I see a self-healing and demanding deeper change. A self-healing, demanding her own image to apply uplifting changes, which are personal for each one of us, yet alike —

Yesterday, as I opened 2017 book and flipped to page 245, I realized what I’ve crafted with my own hands on a rainy day. I crafted an iron mask around my own heart, and I detached it from my body: without arteries to carry blood away and let go of the pain and loss and tears. Yes, I admit it: It hurts.

Being moms, we feel the need to manage our feelings against criticism of life and raw dialect; we feel the need to be role models to our children and teach them about life that “we” parents are still learning about; we feel the need to stay strong to the ones we love and lost because that’s what they’ve taught us and aimed us to be.

Yes, on page 245 is where you find orange highlights everywhere, fragmental writing structure, erased events, and serious tone. It’s a page in my book that I re-opened before 2017 comes to an end, and set my heart free and far away from mourning for her absence in my life. She is the woman who taught me not to follow her foot steps in life and solely follow God. She’s the woman who gave me the courage to open my ears to the resonance of his voice inside of me and gently move my lips to vibrate hearts with words of faith and love. She’s the woman who taught me to take care of my well-being and appreciate sorrow as much as happiness.

As a fresh year arrives, I skim through the last pages of the year and seal off traces of grief; I seize a brand-new book entitled “2018”, with 365 empty pages, and upheld by a humble, grateful, and motivated being.

Posted in Poems

🍂Fall🍂

 

the magical season is here –

a season expressing an evolution;

a season calling for a solution.

rustling leaves.

dancing trees.

raining hail.  

hiding birds.

wind howls:

stop! stop!

fire smokes:

burn high.

 

the modest season is here –

a season revealing a flaw;

a season giving a cause,

a law.

naked trees.

injured branches.

crushed leaves.

ripped roots.

thunder strikes:

act

appreciate

unite!

 

the nutritious season is here –

a season to revive the sun

a season to strive the wind

and shut the gun.

nutmeg.

cloves.

cinnamon.

allspice.

fall’s pure flavors united

to boost souls.

 

fall is fall

for it renders the world.

after every goodbye, it evolves.

after every beginning, it arises anew.

 

fall is here-

for the world

to change!

©Kalida’s Corner