Kris Carr's Crazy Sexy Blog!

Helloooo Cacao nibs!

After my trip to CT to visit my folks and chow snaps peas from their righteous CSA, I headed to NYC for a super doopah play date with my pal and fellow alkaline blog Queen Bueller (she's making the peace sign). When raw ladies lunch in NYC they head straight to the Mecca: Pure Food & Wine. We started by splitting a cacao mocha smoothie. It was so luscious I lost all sense of reason. Sharing? Whose idea was that? Though there were two straws, I hijacked the sweet nectar. I sucked so hard I gave myself a migraine. The plastic cup met such G force that it turned inside out - but not before making that bathtub draining sound that both miss manners and my mom forbade. What can I say? Cacao makes me do wild things with wild people!

Onto my favorite salad, or should I say my favorite OBSESSION. This recipe is so good I have a crush on it. I want to have an affair with my salad. I want to rub each green leaf all over my.... Goodness! Oh Kris, “Goodness, had nothing to do with it.” - Mae West. The S&M salad (yes, that's the name) is simply magical. Greens, avocado, hemp seeds, dulse, rosemary crackers, and macadamia and lime dressing. SEXY!

Bueller and I were supposed to mastermind a raw, green revolution but we got too caught up in our favorite books, restaurants, cleanses, teachers and MEN. We snapped photos, chatted with some tourists, pondered pH theories and POOF, four hours flapped by in a blink. I love you Bueller, get your butt back to NYC!


Half way through our chat who should pop by but the dynamic Matt Monarch. Matt is one of the loveliest most positive people I have ever met. He’s an ocean of sunshine with wild hair and a perma-grin. Whenever I feel like straying or blowing up my crisper I text Matt. Within minutes I am talked off the ledge and inspired me to find my inner superhero. As Bueller and I said goodbye, (she had a fancy party to go to so we stocked her up on treats and raw snacks in case the food was lame) Matt and I partied on with more power chatting and some raw cheese cake with nut based (dairy free) ice cream. Can you see the sugar high coming? Can you feel the crash to follow? By this point my mood was soaring!


A few hours later it was time for another meal. Why leave? In walks my idol Dayle Haddon. Dayle is a best selling author, UNICEF ambassador and a global spokesperson for L'Oreal. During her supermodel days her face graced the covers of zillions of fashion magazines, including a Sports Illustrated cover. Zoinks, Vavooom! Dayle had just finished a shoot for Talbots and was feeling full of fire and energy. Why? Well, three weeks prior to my Pure all-nighter, Dayle had come to me for some help. “I need a cleanse Kris, I want to ignite my energy again, to feel better.” You got it sassy lassy! We chatted about her diet and lifestyle and mapped out a program with doable milestones and major goals.


For the next 21 days Dayle detoxed hardcore. I got calls from her from all over the country, at health food stores, restaurants etc. “What do I eat?!? DO!?!? Help!?!” After about the first ten days the calls subsided. I thought to myself either she was on track or she had left town and disconnected her number. To be honest, I was a little nervous. I had never designed a long cleanse for anyone other than myself. But after listening to what she ate in an average week as well as how she moved and her stress load, I knew we could upgrade her chow and help her relocate her center.

Her transformation was amazing. Not only did she lose 8 pounds, (which she didn’t need to lose but she is a model and at 60 years old she’s still strutting it!) her glow was radiant. Her aura beamed like a new day summer sun. WOW was I blown away and inspired to keep designing! In a blog I wrote months ago I attempted to define the Crazy Sexy Lifestyle. It was good base but I now realize that I only scratched the surface. Dayle went through what I called a Level 2 Adventure and boy am I proud of her.

After one last desert (3 in a day!) I walked across town and crashed at our studio. The day was blissful. Great friends. Great chats. GREAT food.


Peace and raw love,

Kris

Hiya Thyme benders,

Hope you had a healthy, spiritually wealthy, and happy weekend loves. I spent 3 days at my parents house in CT and feel so recharged and bouncy. A little lake swimming does wonders for this cowgirl's dusty noggin.

I love going home. Good food, bathing suits and tons of movies. It's a great time. This weekend we ate only local foods and wow could I taste a difference. Though I'm not 100% raw, I wanted to be because the veggies were all so earthy and yummy. There's nothing quite like farm freshness.

Up until a few weeks ago, we didn't have a farmer's market in Woodstock. Crazy! It's Woodstock for crying out loud, home of the pot-smokin', Up-on-Cripple-Creak-listening, hippie/back to the lander of days gone by. Well enough people quacked and groaned and now every Wednesday we get to meet local area farmers and purchase their beans.


My mama. :)

Next year however, I'm following in my mom's high heel steps and joining a farm. How many of you are members of a CSA? Every time I visit my folks we go bopping through the fields. Damn, it's fun and pretty cheap too! You get an entire tote bag or box FULL of LIFE each week for the entire season (June-Oct). Prices range but about $400 buys you tons of peas and peace for months. That's way less than I spend in 2 weeks. And you don't just get the standards. Unusual chlorophyll's like Tatsoi, garlic scapes and Kohlrabi are abundant. Flowers too!

When we asked the lady how many cucumbers we could have I nearly orgasmed (in front of my mom...which = awkward)! "As many as you want." HUH? I juice about 21+ cukes per week. "AS MANY AS I WANT? MOM, GET THE TRUCK!" Better than Christmas, better than Saks, CSA's are treasure trunks of alkaline love and kind living.

Call the cops, she's on a picking spree!


Yum. Roots and Fruits!

Our back to nature, back to the garden lifestyle plan is without a doubt the best chow for our cells, but our wallets - ouch. As oil prices continue to rise we are forced to get crafty and thrifty. For many of us, eating well is relegated to the luxury category. Not fair, not right, tantrum time. You shouldn't have to be rich to eat toxin free. Perhaps there are some cleaver ways we can share with each other to help with broccoli on a budget?

Here's what helps me.

1. Wash all conventional (sprayed) veggies well, a little white vinegar and water soak or some diluted FOOD GRADE Hydrogen peroxide will help. Peel them too - cukes should be peeled if they're not organic.

2. Buy local and if time permits, try to shop more than once a week. This way your supply won't spoil if your plans change and you're unable to prep your own meals. When I make my own food I feel so much better. Eating out takes a toll on me, even when it's good food. Simple Kris style food makes the healing difference for my God Pod.

3. Those handy green bags sold at the health food store make my greens go a long way. Always bag your veggies, but don't use those ties. Circulation: good for all life forms.

4. Creative smoothies or blended soups mop up the extras that would otherwise go bad. Also, freezing. Throw your extra fruit in the freezer for smoothies.

5. When buying veggies on a budget, purchase the least sprayed conventional options. check out FoodNews for more information. This is a great resource. They even have a wallet guide of the best choices and worst offenders. While they recommend always buying organic, they understand price is an issue, plus organics are not easy to find. Their Guide features the 12 fruits and veggies with the most and least pesticides so you'll know which ones to buy organic, and which conventionally-grown ones are okay when organic isn't available.

Here's one organization Local Harvest that maintains a national CSA database, with a current total of 1,080.

Does anyone else know of a CSA network or database? It would be great to help spread the word about these valuable resources!

Peace and cheaper healthy food,

K


Our CSA Dinner...I had seconds. Delish!

Hiya Cruciferous Aficionados,

Just got back from LIBERATION weekend, AKA the second Crazy Sexy Cancer Boot Camp with my glorious team: Terri Cole, Beth Villandry MD and the lovely Corinne Bowen. It was AMAZING! SUPER DUPER! YOWZA, ZOINKS!

The weekend gently JOLTED a tectonic shift for us canSer cowgirls, a shift so big you could actual see the transformation in the sweet faces of the astonishing women. The generosity was humbling and the insight/love rebuilt souls. I remain in awe, mouth agape, drool puddling. Basically it was like one big love-fest, knowledge-gorge, and emotional colonic. The sparkle started Friday night and ended Sunday afternoon.


In our opening meet-and-greet/ceremony, 23 women shared their remarkable stories as we passed the ritual talking stick, (AKA “the damn crying stick”). Then we each wrote down a word we wanted to release to place on the altar. Fear, Worry, Guilt, CanSer, Doubt, etc. BAM! Lady universe showed up and the healing was ON!


This is a pix of "the damn crying stick" marinating in ferns....

The next morning we greeted our cowgirls with DELICIOUS organic green drinks made by Beth and Corinne. Purrfect, just in time for my nutrition class! I get so jazzed teaching this class. I get so jazzed that I often run way over. Oops. It was supposed to be 2 hours long with an hour Q+A. I went 3 and half hours! Judging from their comments on our evaluation forms our gals loved it (thank Goddess). They want MORE, MORE, MORE. Sure! I watched as mental cupboards emptied making room for an alkaline Crazy Sexy Lifestyle Upgrade. AMEN! Knowledge is CELLULAR power. Hips shake shazoom. PS. Beth and I even demonstrated how to do an enema. Clothes on of course. I’m sure you can imagine the laughter. Anything for the cause. ☺

That afternoon Beth (MD) shared her unbelievable journey with canSer and gave our gals valuable insights on how to navigate the system from the doctor’s perspective – the doctor who used western medicine to save her life and alternative medicine to rebuild it. If you ever have a chance to hear Beth speak you will learn so much. Please come and join us one of these days for this amazing opportunity. I watched as she clarified so much confusion and shed light on some pretty profound mysteries. DEEP BOW BETH!



What next? Oh, well, this small little itty-bitty thing called… THE TRAPEZE!!!!!! Knees were knocking. Uncomfortable giggles popped up and out like wild hiccups. Tears shed while minds raced with excitement. One by one (with a few exceptions for medical reasons) they marched up the very HIGH ladder, looked their FEARS in the eye and said, “NOT THIS TIME BEE-ATCH, I’M FLYING, WHEEEEE!!!!! Laughter and SWEARS clapped like thunder. The CanSer cowgirls flew so high. Nothing was in their way. I hope they stay there. I get choked up every time I think of it.

CHOW TIME – lovely, compassionate, vegetarian, yum.

As night fell we gathered again for Terri’s healing circle. Fear and Terri don’t mix. Nope. Our head manifestation maniac led us through an empowering evening of replacing those fears with what we want and deserve instead. We did reiki, placed our sacred objects on the altar, passed around the talking stick feather (AKA the crying stick) and peeled the emotional banana BIG TIME! I blubbered so hard that snots flew. Oiy. Those following my blog lately know exactly what I was talking about (kitty). I can honestly say that I think I lost weight in Terri’s class. Emotional, that which does not serve me, mental cellulite weight. DEEP BOW TERRI!

Sunday morning we gathered for my creative writing class. Using the muse to work through the muck – “these are a few of my favorite things”! We shared, shimmied (literally), met out best friend (our authentic self) and made plans long into the future. The cherry on top of this creative cake was our final exercise, a GROOVY group vision board. I stole it and it’s in my office now. Note: Sorry omega. I promise to replace your bulletin board.



Before we went our separate ways we raffled off a new juicer for a lucky cowgirl on the alkaline path and then Terri and I led a group BURN, BURY and PRAYER.

Our fears from the first night got torched, the dreams from the second day got buried so they can take root, the prayer united and brought us together as a Crazy Sexy Family – a bond that will never break.

Bye-bye comfort zone, au revoir!

There ya have it. I am so grateful for my team and for the brave cool gals who signed up to liberate with us. Watching our cowgirls surprise themselves is too cool to explain. They “shook it off and stamped it down and boy did they RISE.”

Thank you all, thank you team, especially Corinne. She helped us hold the space with her big heart and gentle service.

Peace and transformation,

Kris

Hi Organic Red, White, and Sweet Peas!

I'm off to Omega for the second Crazy Sexy Cancer Boot Camp, but wanted to take a moment to plant seeds for the NEW INDEPENDENCE. Today we celebrate the famous right of "Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness." Traditionally we take this time to meditate on our successes and failures as a nation. But it's also an opportunity to think about our own bodies and spirits as a sovereign state - a glorious, growing, frontier country.

I sit here and ponder while flag-waving, fireworks, and cookouts crank up the day. While many consume hot dogs, burgers, sodas, beers, cigs, weed, and pepto bismol, how will I make this day SACRED and personal without feeling left out? What do I want to be free of? What invisible shackles bind me and keep me from expressing my authentically groovy divinity?

Hmmmm.....(pondering)

Well, besides the little c,...."NO KRIS, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD INCLUDE THE LITTLE C!"

(Note: Inner voice having a tantrum)

"It's great that you have made peace with LIVING with canSer, but don't fool yourself toots - you still want it GONE!"

(Note: Inner voice continues to yell).

OK! Sheesh!

My DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE list: (Virgo's love crap like this...hmm, I wonder if Thomas Jefferson was a Virgo?)

1. The little c = GONE! Thank you for my perfect health, spiritual wealth and happiness.

2. Doubt, Fear, Denial, GUILT

3. CRAVINGS AND ADDICTIONS

4. Walls that keep me just outside of Love - the love of others and self love

5. WORK - 24/7 is silly and acidic

6. Internet - TECHNO DETOX TIME (yet again)

7. Laziness, Excuses and rumbling Sloth voices that convince me that To-Do's are more important than SHAKING MY ASS!

8. Money worries

9. Freaking out over not dealing with all my emails and phone messages. They'll be there tomorrow! (wow, this work stuff is a serous pattern.)

10. Impatience


What do you want to LIBERATE from? Can you all list ten things? I'm sure it would help us all to see it and help you to voice it!

Peace Flags and veggie dogs,

Kris

PS. Purrhaps the same independence that we hold so dear can extend to our four legged friends, air pals, and sea buddies? Just a thought. We ended slavery, women can vote, and yet the mass torture and genocide continues. Seems narrow minded and so 13 decades ago.

ANYWAY, What's your list?