Cat Cafe: the secluded island of purr

I never took the time to evaluate my relationship with the four-legged creatures. Yet any time I would interact with a pet, I would feel elated and overjoyed to the point where purchasing one seemed like a brilliant idea. Thankfully (I guess), the rational mind kicks in just at the  right time, reminding about the unsuitable logistics and shortcomings for such matter.

block_1Oh but Cat Cafes are such a convenient way to interact with those happy-go-lucky creatures, without any commitment or responsibilities (and they serve coffee!!!). Of course, I can only imagine the potential bond that pets and their owners develop, but for now I am feeling blessed for this option to come, pet, purr and go.

Also, it might be just me, but it seems that the vibs in these places are exceptionally peaceful and soothing, as everyone is relaxed, blissfully wandering around, smiling, giggling, cuddling… What an isolated purring island, remote from all the noise and roar of the outer world. That’s where you’ll find me.

Purringly,

Pupa

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Morning Routine #BabySteps

So for how long have you been dreaming about having a perfectly tailored morning routine that includes a work out, a meditation session, a gratitude journal entry, a mirror affirmations, a goal-setting, and Instagram-worthy breakfast with a freshly brewed cup of coffee?

It’s been in my head for too long. And while I love the idea of starting my day with such physically-mentally-spiritually rejuvenating practice, the reality is way more hectic. But today, instead of expecting myself to make a quantum leap towards such instant enlightenment, I decided to take #BabySteps.

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This morning I started by remaining disconnected, by witch I mean I didn’t turn on my phone or laptop, which I normally do first thing in the morning (don’t you?). Oh and there is so much noise roaring from these devices, the news portals and social media, right? What a treat it was to be awake, yet to remain in the blissful vacuum. I felt so much more peaceful, more centered.. No one was pushing, insisting, screaming, asking, arguing, questioning, debating… So I put some classic music on, made pancakes and reveled in the peaceful heaven of my mind.

Blissfully,

Pupa

 

Healthy as F***

What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear “Treat Yourself”?  Maybe it’s just me (though doubtfully), but basically I associate it with “cheating” on my regular habits: shoving creamy chocolate cake into my mouth (oh so good!), scooping out the whole container of ice-cream, ordering a few extra Pina Coladas or skipping the jog to re-watch the 8th season of “Friends”… Sounds familiar?

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But guess what I eurek’ishly  discovered — treating myself with something that I believe is beneficial to me, not only gets me away from Guiltmon (the Guilt Monster, who, idyllically, shouldn’t show up no matter how gigantic my Ice-cream Sunday is), but actually benefits me 🙂

block_4I’m talking about a delicious glass of fresh juice or a colorful smoothie, a whole foods haul, a massage or a mani-padi, a fancy new body scrub that makes me smell like a treat myself,  a magazine, a ticket to a movie or  a concert, a soak in a hot bath or simply a nap… What treat leaves you feeling happy, special, loving, loved and healthy as F*** ?!

Curiously,

Pupa

Feelin’ Yourself.

When do you feel most confident, most beautiful, most glowing? Is there a perfectly-fitting piece of clothing that you are saving for the special occasion? Fine lace lingerie? The way you style your hair? The colorful cocktail you hold in your hand or the song that gets you high?

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One of those “feelin’ myself” moments for me is when I am all dolled up, wearing long floating dress and, with the wind in my hair, biking around the city at night.

I hope you too, more often than not, gonna throw on your invisible crown and remind humanity who they are dealing with.

Gracefully Yours,

Pupa