Bone Broth Cleanse: Day 4

Claiming victory with Kobe at the dog park

Claiming victory with Kobe at the dog park

You know that feeling you get when the most grueling part of a journey is almost over and your exciting destination is near? Or when you’ve reached a point where you can’t study anymore for a test because you “just know” that you can’t prepare any better?

This nice sense of calm can overtake you and the dread is over. That’s how I felt when I woke up on my last day of the bone broth fast. I was exhausted, wanted food and I would’ve been happier with a juicy steak in my mouth but I knew I’d come through to the other side.

I was a bit smug and excited for the fact that I had one last day to be a couch potato with no shame and that I could indulge the next day. My mom was extremely happy about it being over too. I’m actually still shocked at the fact that she was able to work at the preschool. I wasn’t really functional, hence, why I worked from home the whole week.

Despite having minimal energy to do the things I liked, I managed to complete my work assignments and take my wild dog for a long walk at dusk. It was a relaxing day lived with a sense of victory and pleasant anticipation.

The First Day After The Fast/Ultimate Test Of Will

“I’m up, wait I’m up? I can eat now!”

I woke up at 6am and hobbled over to the kitchen to prep my first meal in 4 days, and it had to be greek yogurt, chopped fruit with some honey drizzled on top. It was delicious! It tasted soooo good but I had to contain myself because there’s rules to coming off a fast.

What an amazing machine the human body is. The standard American puts it through hell and back with a diet full of irritants and inflammatory foods, additives and poor lifestyle habits and it continues to tolerate us and keep us alive. I knew my digestive system was broken and overworked and with just a 4-day break along with a therapeutic dose of cell-reviving bone broth, I was able to restore more efficiency to it. The first couple of days are really hard, then the gut gets the picture and realizes that food won’t be coming anytime soon, so I have to take it easy once you start eating again because it adapts to not digesting and focuses on storing energy.

So I started the day with yogurts, fruits and steamed veggies. Later that night I was treated to a lobster dinner! I was scolded for that but I turned out fine with barely any irritation. We were giving ourselves  2 recovery days with probiotic-filled yogurt before we started our next challenge on Monday 1/18….TheWhole30 Paleo Diet. So far so good, I’ve laid off sugary foods since 1/11 and I can’t help but miss my chocolate.

Stay tuned,



Bone Broth Fast: Day 3

Today I woke up with a vengeance, headaches, dizziness and a bad mood. I was hungry!

Lucy: “Good morning, how are you feeling?”

Nicole: “Like death. Everything hurts and my body needs food, I’m done with this! What’s the point again? Today’s gonna be my last day!”

Lucy: “Oh no it’s not! We’re doing this together and we didn’t get this far to quit now! We already have a ton of people rooting for us AND my friend Barbara is fasting to support us! If you quit now, you’re letting us down. I’m sticking with it for the 4 days. We’re doing this together, don’t quit on yourself now.”

Nicole: “Uhhhhhg, you’re right. I can’t imagine sticking this out another 2 days but, hell, I’ll be so proud of myself if I do. I can’t write or do much of anything that takes brain power! I’ll do my best I guess. Hand over the broth!”

As you see, every day and every minute brought on different obstacles and symptoms. Sources say that this is when the body is doing most of the detoxing.

Still my resolve was waning, I needed a pep talk. My friends, Corey and Dillon were able to share their experiences and motivate me just enough to keep going. Knowing that they had gone through it too while experiencing most of the same hardships was exactly what I needed to hear. After that, I had no doubt I was going to reach the finish line with my mom and claim victory.

After spending most of the day indoors, trying to work, laying in bed, and reading; I mustered enough strength to leave the house and walk my wild dog again. It takes experiments like these where you discover your true strength.

Day 3 done, one more to go!



Bone Broth Fast: Day 2

Unable to move and not trying to fight it

Unable to move and not trying to fight it

Oh boy, day 2 of fasting was hellish from the very start. What’s very curious is that I was coping well on the first whereas, my mother, was feeling like death. She wanted to quit on day 1 and I wanted to quit after day 2. Fortunately, I had her as my rock to get me through all my doubts and pain of the 2nd day. This is the reason it’s so important to have support when trying something like this. I also noticed that the broth seemed especially disgusting to me by now and I couldn’t sip it with without gagging unless I pinched my nose and gulped lemon-infused water immediately after.

Despite being especially sluggish, tired and full of aches from lacking the extra calories and fuel, I tried to avoid the broth by drinking water as long as I could stand it. When I couldn’t take the headaches and fatigue anymore I would sack up, pinch that nose and drink some more broth. The result? I would have a sudden change of spirit and a surge of energy to get me through the day.

Our daily source of fuel

Our daily source of fuel

Today was hard, I wasn’t allowed to take Advil or anything to give me relief from fatigue-induced pains or that empty stomach. This is because taking NSAIDS like Advil would ruin the whole point of doing this fast by damaging the digestive system (lining of the stomach and intestines) which I’m attempting to heal.

This was the first time in my life I allowed myself to be a couch potato without the guilt and anxiety. I didn’t have a choice today, I was glued to the lazy boy covered in blankets for 3 hours without the usual energy to push me.

Day 2 done, I hope tomorrow won’t be as horrible.

Stay tuned,


Day 1 Of Bone Broth Fast



On Friday, January 8th, I drove up to Northern California to be seen by my respected and knowledgeable Functional Medicine Doctor to address several unexplained health issues I’ve been experiencing. He mandated that I go on a 4-day Bone Broth Fast to clean up and heal my gut. Years ago I never saw myself as capable of doing something like this but I’ve gotten to the point where I’ll do anything to feel better due to years of steadily worsening gastrointestinal and systemic turmoil. Starting today, January 12th my mother and I are going on the Bone Broth Fast/Cleanse. We are going to need some cheering and support given that we’ll be eating nothing but the broth liquid for 4 days straight! After those 4 days are up, January 16th, I’ll slowly transition to the Whole30 program (Paleo Autoimmune Diet) lasting 30 days. I’m choosing to take my health in my own hands since conventional medicine doctors couldn’t help me in the least. Lets see just how much the Standard American Diet can hijack our health. 

Borth To-Go

Broth To-Go


Today I got off to a rough start, I woke up at 3:30am to a burning belly. No worries, this is what brought me to broth cleanse in the first place. My gut is literally angry at me. Before this fast, I would usually quell the burning with food, a heat pack and soothing tea (chamomile or ginger) but now it’s different. We, my mom and I, have to ride this through with nothing but our healing potion of bone broth, water and our will of steel. Actually, we are also receiving a ton of social support which is probably our biggest motivator of all.

Fortunately I was able to fall back asleep three hours later. When I woke up again at 8am, I wasn’t surprised to find my mom cranky and lightheaded. I, myself, was feeling less than stellar. After another mug of broth and some water to wash it down I took a shower to energize myself.

It’s 11:30am and I’m not starving yet which is surprising. Still, I see this as an experiment that will force me to stay busy and start new hobbies. I’ll be adding to this as the project unfolds.

Until then, happy eating you lucky ducks!



Reset, Recharge and Restore

HELLO! I’m back from my indefinite hiatus. Although I thought about doing this numerous times in the last 3 months, I avoided it because I didn’t know what I could possibly write given what was happening in my life.

To keep it short: Since my last post, I had been hired by a remarkable marketing agency in the Flatiron district (with whom I continue to work remotely) where I encountered my own version of growing pains, took my first leadership role as a Live Your Legend Meetup host and “revived” the existing NYC Chapter, got really sick, went to WDS (World Domination Summit) where I made lifelong friends and learned lifelong lessons, met many inspiring people, and sadly lost a dear mentor and friend, Scott Dinsmore. Around the time my health took a turn for the worse, my emotional and spiritual stress was too much to bear alone and I decided to move back to California where I could recharge, reconnect with my support system of close friends and family, be in a relaxing environment and concentrate on healing.

Enjoying The Serene Mountains

To my utter delight, I’m thrilled to say that it was the right decision! Apparently I needed to put myself through through the beating of moving across the country to a buzzing megatropolis without any local social ties, job or structured program (like school) to give me some guidance. What is most unfitting is the fact that my outdoorsy self chose NYC.

I had clearly drifted so far out of touch with myself that I didn’t foresee being so affected by the lack of nature, green, friendly weather that I had grown to love living in California. I would never take back my year in New York City as it has been the biggest Turning Point in my life.

Given all that, it’s been such a positive and enriching experience being back and soaking up all that I missed when I was in New York feeling homesick, feeling nature-deprived or shivering under a blanket nursing my 4th sore throat during the harsh winter last year.

Through the many fun and downright difficult trials and tribulations during my year in New York, I learned more and more about myself and what I needed to do in order to avoid the same failures and to attract more success and happiness in my life.

In other words, New York City brought me closer to my authentic self, whom I abandoned somewhere along the road.

I’m so glad I did it and I’m so glad I’m right where I am. It’s good to have the words and voice back.



The One Thing That Might Be Controlling Your Life More Than You Know

Fear vs Us

Fear vs Us

It wasn’t until last month when I started having problems at my restaurant job and had a moving conversation with my mother on the phone last month that I realized how much fear was controlling and ruling my life.

It was a conversation that turned me very introspective and gleaned the truth that “fear really had me by the neck.”

This fear was very subtle, career-related, based on past traumas and linked to limiting beliefs.

Me: “Oh my gosh mom, I’m not a fearless person after all. I’m full of fear and it’s not helping my case right now. It’s probably going to bring about exactly what I don’t want! Shit, I’m going to read that book about the Fear Cure!”

Momma Dearest: “Yes you do! It looks great and I’m going to read it too.”

In Lissa Rankin’s The Fear Cure, Fear is found out, defined, discerned, and used to find places in ourselves that need healing. Fear is said to be at the very core of all-things bad in our lives. It contributes to:

  • Self-sabotage
  • anxiety
  • depression
  • phobias
  • insomnia
  • disturbing dreams
  • missed opportunities
  • lost love
  • diminished confidence
  • fatigue
  • and even illness!

“However, the type of fear that causes the above is defined as False Fear.”

False fear exists only in our imagination and results from the stories we tell ourselves about the things that happen in our lives. It’s when our body is stuck in the stress response when cortisol levels and heart rates are high-ready to help you in a fight-or-flight situation.

True Fear is the fear that can save you or your loved one’s life in a real threatening situation involving possible starvation, an attacker, or even a close call on the highway.

“Nowadays it’s rare that life or limb is genuinely threatened but our amygdala in the primordial brain can’t tell the difference.”

So it’s up to us to give ourselves a break and take the time to discern the fear and remind ourselves that it won’t be the death of us to give that presentation or bomb that interview. You’d do better without all that extra stress and lack of sleep anyway.

I found it fascinating that our culture shames the idea of fear but at the same time is totally fear-driven through press, policy, language, and advertising.

False fear is sneaky and wears many disguises. Stress, worry, and anxiety are also versions of fear.

Think about it. Lissa lays it out beautifully in the following passage:

“When we’re stressed at work, are we not actually just afraid? Afraid  of making mistakes, of disappointing our bosses, of harming someone we’re responsible for helping, of being perceived as unprofessional, of speaking up for what we believe is right, of killing the patient/losing the bid/letting the deal slip through our fingers? Aren’t we afraid of getting passed up for the promotion, losing our relevance, getting demoted, being fired, and winding up unable to support the family? Aren’t we afraid to demand shorter hours? Aren’t we terrified others will discover that we’re vulnerable and imperfect, when we expend so much energy trying to prove we’re professional superheroes? Many of us wear work stress as the most acceptable badge of honor but we also liberally admit that relationships are stressful. Parents are stressed with the kids. Spouses are stressed by each other. We’re stressed out whether to get married or have kids or break up, and we’re really stressed when we’re hopelessly in love with someone who doesn’t love us back.”

There is so much to talk about but the biggest takeaway from the study was the realization that I had a pessimistic explanatory style that was fertile ground for negativity! I never thought I was pessimistic but I did the exercises and realized the truth and that the subconscious mind is wired to produce whatever you put in. Most people I know tend to catastrophize events in their mind and worry constantly.

Worry is essentially negative visualization. Whatever it is you consistently visualize and focus on will eventually manifest. That’s powerful stuff we need to constantly remind ourselves to give ourselves a break and enjoy the pleasure that comes from imagining all the love and prosperity you desire.


It doesn’t matter where on your journey you are, reading The Fear Cure is a must! Controlling fear and our thoughts is the best thing you can do to take control of your life and your decisions. Don’t let that love escape, miss the chance to make an impression or be afraid to ask for what you deserve. The risks are always worth it when you’re following your authentic self/gut/core/truth.

Next time you worry, ask yourself if it’s life threatening and where it’s coming from. It should be more soothing and less scary when you question it.

Happy discerning,



Writer’s Block Over And Done With

I’m back! Now that was the longest case of writer’s block I’ve encountered in a while. I almost feel guilty for it although I refuse to post content unless I’m absolutely certain that it’s great reading material.

In the past month there was a lot of change, thinking and inner work being done. I wasn’t sure what to share so I let myself stay quiet and process it until I could find the right way and time to express myself..

In a span of a month I have started a cutting edge transformational coaching program, got elected to be a Live Your Legend Meetup Host and got offered a position at a wonderful agency where I will embody an entirely new role for myself. It’s been exciting and terrifying to say the least.

Good things have started to manifest and I’m not sure exactly what and who is the cause since I started doing all this inner work at the same time. Last month, I started reading Lissa Rankin’s The Fear Cure, The Game of Life And How to Play It, Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts, exercising more regularly, following Carl  Harvey in THE BIG LIFE, researching more and focusing on what I want.

These actions taken over time synergized together to create better outcomes in the long run. Personal Development rockstar Jeff Olson would call this “The Slight Edge” which is the power of taking consistent positive actions over time.

I started reading these books and learning about the Law of Attraction because negative patterns have been repeating themselves over the years and I realized that I had to start doing things differently, thinking differently and talking differently. Essentially, I HAD TO DO EVERYTHING DIFFERENTLY if I wanted more. So there’s my welcome back from the dead and I’ll be covering more of my findings in the following post.

So glad to be back and thanks for reading!

Why You Should Move To A New City At Least Once In Your Life




This post has literally been cooking in my head for weeks and I’m thrilled to finally post it here for all of you to see! On any given day, I find myself sharing New York City’s streets and trains with thousands of people where I make observations that constantly inspire me. I thought of this post when I was commuting to work.

“There is truth in the principle that novelty and challenge bring happiness.”

I first read this in Gretchen Rubin’s Bestseller “The Happiness Project” and I now realize how utterly true it’s been so far..although the novelty of my move is not over yet.

The cause behind this boost in happiness comes from the huge boost in self-esteem and accomplishment that comes from pushing through and conquering this feat that is totally new.

Of course people avoid novelty and challenge because it often means delayed happiness.

“You have to pass that stressful period of feeling stupid, vulnerable, frustrated, confused, insecure (which I felt A LOT of while adjusting to NYC)…and then you conquer the challenge. That’s what makes coming out on top after the struggle so much sweeter. The victory is delicious…even the signs of victory are delicious.”

This can apply to starting a blog with no tech experience, learning a new language OR moving to a brand new city without having done so in the past.

I get asked on a daily basis why I moved from California to New York City. I still struggle to answer WHY I moved here but I can tell you what Living in New York City has taught me:

  • to be more fearless
  • to be more comfortable in my skin
  • to give less f@*ks!
  • to give more f#%ks…about what really matters
  • to laugh more (because I give less f@ks)
  • to be more confident in myself (because god knows I wasn’t going to come out unchanged)
  • to embrace my femininity
  • to get out of my shell and have a diverse group of friends
  • to be smarter and quick on my feet
  • to be tenacious
  • to go for it
  • to experience and appreciate the seasons (This inspired one of my best art pieces!)
  • to appreciate the little bit of sunlight offered by New York’s mean winter
  • to jump for joy at the tiniest sign of Spring approaching
  • to be in the moment and appreciate a random show in the station, the train or the street
  • to pick up strange hobbies (like boot camp fitness)
  • to be extremely resourceful (I have to be!)
  • more tech savvy (I use apps that I didn’t know of before I moved here to make life easier and even find freelance work using Fiverr and Taskrabbit.
  • to be more efficient with my time and priorities
  • to be ambitious and say YES to opportunity (Thanks to the inspiring people I have around me like Jinna Yang, Priscilla Rodgers and the online communities I follow)
  • to value my smartphone like it’s my lifeblood (because I couldn’t navigate the city without it if my life depended on it)
  • to read more books (thanks subway)
  • to BREATHE

I guess it’s ironic that the fast paced ferocity of New York City has taught me to BREATHE and more effectively manage my stress levels. It really is out of necessity because I would’ve had a heart attack a long time ago if I didn’t.

This move has redefined my impossible and has made me rediscover my belief in myself. I was half the woman I am Today before I left the safety of my comfort zone in California.

So that’s why I make the case for giving a new city a try if you haven’t before. It will redefine your impossible, redefine your idea of yourself and expand your mind.

Get out there!





Lets Talk About Fear And Courage


A few weeks ago during the Central Park Zoo Volunteer Orientation I introduced myself to a room of 20 people who shared the same passion for wildlife. I included a personal story about when I drove to the Mojave Desert to hang out with Wolves (my favorite animal) at the Wolf Sanctuary and got to hold their giant paws in my hands.

During a short break one of the trainees approached me and to tell me how brave that was of me to be in a pen with animals as dangerous as wolves.

It got me thinking  and I quickly responded:

“You know, I don’t think it has anything  to do with bravery when there is absolutely no ounce of fear in me when I’m in the presence of wolves. I love and appreciate them so much that I don’t think it’s me being brave. And I think they feel that.”

wolf1    wolf2

Perhaps I’m a lunatic for not being afraid in the presence of wolves, sharks or snakes but either way it’s not bravery.

“Bravery and fear are cousins believe it or not. Bravery is the act of feeling the fear and charging through it! No matter how terrified you are of the unknown.”

  • Bravery is when I decided to move across the country to New York City without a safety net and despite the feelings of unease and occassional anxiety attacks.
  • Bravery is when the man or woman decide to disclose their true feelings to their new sweetheart while terrified of rejection.
  • Bravery is when someone decides to stop wearing their “bullshit” mask and disclose who they really are
  • Bravery is when someone leaves that unhealthy relationship or secure but unsatisfying job to find what’s right for them while tossing themselves into the unknown.

wolf3  wolf5

That, my friends, is BRAVE. People who go against the typical human instinct of remaining in the safety of complacency and mediocrity and stretching themselves as far as they can go. It’s when someone uses that higher wisdom and vision for what’s beyond the here and now and beyond the instant gratification and fast fixes.

The beautiful thing is that I see it more now that I put myself in this huge, gritty, dynamic, ever-changing city! People are dropping their slow and easy lives back home and challenging themselves here. Human resilience doesn’t fail to inspire me and I’m seeing it every day.

I’d be lying if I told you I was brave and making it happen all on my own. No one’s an island and I have to thank the supportive and inspiring community of Live Your Legend, Dreamer&Doers, my new and awesome friends from Young Living, Wendy, Jinna, my beautiful mama, my encouraging friends from home and many more.








Why I Love Sundays: Day of Enrichment

With the trainees in a snowy afternoon in Central Park

With the trainees on a snowy afternoon in Central Park

Ever since I gave myself Sunday off every week, my happiness levels have risen drastically. I finally have the ability to achieve something resembling a routine.

This is a big achievement for me as I’m the “Queen of uncertainty!”

Now, every Sunday for the next 2 months I’m obligated to attend the Central Park Docent Training where our group will learn to be wildlife interpreters. This addition of structure to my week and “one no-exception free day” gives me peace of mind and a jubilant feeling of fulfillment.

“This is an activity that’s in line with my passion and interests in wildlife conservation.” Giddiness!

In addition to this training every Sunday, I’ll either join Wendy at her upbeat church or go to Joann’s Public Speaking Bootcamp to hone my skills.

What I love about this is that it’s MY day of enrichment.

“It’s not a day of hangover-recovery or passive relaxation but a day of active and intentional betterment-which brings me joy.”

What is Enrichment? In the context of zoos and aquariums, this is providing a stimulating and challenging activity/environment for an animal to keep it mentally and physically fit. Animals get bored too and it’s important to find ways to keep them sharp and engaged.

It’s my only, no exceptions-made day off and I choose to fill it with activities that make my life “richer.” Everybody has things or interests that bring them meaning and fulfillment and it’s needed every day or at least every week.

“Don’t think about what the world needs, find out what makes you come alive and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”

So while I’m working a job to make ends meet, I’m making moves and planting seeds in ways that will bring more of what I love into my life.

What day is your day of enrichment? What activities make your life richer?

Geek out my friends,