*forewarning, small kine’ musing about some health issues I confronted recently but mostly this here recipe. Proceed if it calls you.

Perfectly poached chicken!


4 skinless boneless chicken breasts

1 lemon, halved (or 1/2 an orange works too!)

1 bay leaf

2 cloves of garlic, peeled


Boil a pot large enough to hold the chicken. Place the lemon, bay leaf and garlic in the pot. Add the chicken all at once. If the chicken was previously frozen and still quite chilled, wait for the water to come back to a steady boil. Cover the pot, turn off the heat and set the timer for 1 hour. Walk away, go do things, come back, drain and slice chicken. Voila. I’ll never poach chicken any other way. Now for the sauce:

Cilantro – Dill Sauce for Poultry:

1 small bunch of cilantro

1 small bunch of dill

1 Tbsp avocado oil mayonnaise such as Primal Kitchen (or any mayo preferably a wholesome one made using good olive oil, cage free eggs – you know the deal)

3 Tbsp apple cider vinegar

1 clove garlic

sea salt to taste

Blend everything together and pour over the chicken. Add simple chopped veggies like celery or bell pepper and munch away. I have every intention of making this for a pot luck and laying the chicken over a bed of roasted shredded cabbage. Yum!

Below are a few other things I’ve been eating & creating this week while I take a respite from the world:

Sometimes you just need to turn it all off, you know? That’s what I’ve done for a week so far – and plan to continue through the weekend.

Turned off Social Media. Turned off the buzz factor.

Which inadvertently turned off extremes of most kinds. What a friendly reminder it is to slow way down and detach from those things we’re in so little control of. The power of social media and news in general is quite alarming – which also goes to show the pull, draw and lure that anything we focus on and give energy to has over our basic point of attention. I love giving energy outwards but at some point we exhaust our stores and must replenish.

I’ve been meditating this week, filling an envelope I’ve labeled: Creation Folder and spending lots of time nestled inside my body. I’ve been doing things that surprise me, surrendering where I rarely do and reaping rewards that remind me I truly am the creator of my reality. I forget this far too often and I want to conjure up enough of a wave to set ripples of intention in motion enough to span the globe. Maybe then thriving becomes effortless.


Rather than speak in metaphorical loops I’ll be frank: I had a rather unsettling disturbance to my hormones over the holidays and the repercussions were an uncomfortable cluster of cystic breakouts right around my jawline and cheeks. To add to it, I hadn’t menstruated in 78 days. Pause. Can you imagine what that does to a woman? The rebuilding of the uterine lining and the resetting of the menstrual cycle is like a thick blanket of depression laid over your body and it only get’s heavier. Until you start bleeding the weight becomes so heavy the only thing left is to cry. Thick blankets suffocate.

As someone sincerely devoted to functional health and wellness, there are rare moments when I surrender to Western medicine which manages to bring me closer to, rather than further from, my whole health mission. It’s rather sweet relief. Maybe it’s the surrender. Maybe it’s the medicine. Maybe it’s both. This time around I stopped blaming myself for being the cause of my imbalances and actually gave myself the much needed acknowledgement I deserve as well as the right to lean on people, especially doctors, in this time of need. I’m the nerd who counter-argues with medical professionals when I find allopaths lean too heavily on bandaids but sometimes we just need to trust that they are resourceful magicians.

So I’ve been laying low. Drinking tea & eating breakfast which are two things I definitely haven’t done in a long time thanks to unintentional intermittent fasting and the appetite that coffee robs me of (followed by an insatiable beast later I have to feed to make up for the abandoned calories). For my skin, as of two days I’ve been using Clindamycin and Tretinoin to help kill the bacteria overgrowth and calm the cystic flares. I’ll update with photos when I muster the courage and I get through the tough bits. These flares were caused by the loss of my period + stress + too much testosterone which increases sebaceous output (which attracts more dirt and clogs pores. It’s a vicious little cycle that is DAMN hard to break). The little exercise I’ve done has boiled down to a bit of stretching and believe it or not Pole Dancing (!) which is really comprised of stretching and dragging my sexy toes across the floor, lifting my knees and swinging around the pole like a butterfly – it’s really fun! Plus, giving my vessel a chance to rest in a place of re-alignment. The process is juicy and each day has been full of a surprises, a few of which are:

  1. holy moly do we heal quickly once we surrender
  2. holy moly by reducing caffeine my hunger is way more manageable (I’m not saying I’m giving up coffee forever but I feel much more connected to myself when I don’t).
  3. I’ve been sleeping better which gives me a better chance to restore
  4. thanks to meditation – Esther Hicks 15 minute guided meditation every morning + the audio book ‘Ask and it is Given’ – I’ve been reminded of those few precious tokens that keep me in a state of positive vibration which means I can attract more of what I want.

So yes. Once again – a reminder that your trusty therapists are always figuring it out too. We are human. All of us. And we need each other. I look forward to seeing you in the virtual realm once I jump back onto the Crack-Apps (lol) and certainly, I hope, in the physical realm as well.

Much aloha ⏚


Katie Trussell - Therapy. Food. Movement.

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