The Marvel of Matcha
I have grown increasingly passionate about matcha, and i guarantee to do my best to provide a glimpse into my newly discovered barista side and capture something that has dramatically altered the quality of my day and, at the risk of hyperbole, my life.
i was an avid coffee drinker for a long time. i loved the warmth, the richness, and i would most definitely be withholding full truth if i said i didn’t love the buzz that it gave me in my mornings.
after years of following people like dave asprey, i was convinced that one of the best things I could do for my metabolic health was to drink my coffee first thing on an empty stomach, partially to tide my appetite until noon so i could successfully imprint myself under the category of an intermittent faster.
while intermittent fasting is great for some (LADIES LISTEN UP), the research of its successes has been largely done on, you guessed it…MEN. women are “too variable” in their daily, monthly, and lifetime-ly cycles, creating an unstable testing ground.
within the last year filled with gobs of change and adaptation, i started to question if my routine of drinking coffee was actually supportive to my wellbeing and ultimately my vitality. i noticed increased anxiety throughout my day, bloating that I had deemed “normal”, and less than sound sleep at night.
was i too attached to this so-called nectar of the gods? could i go without it?
my 96 year old grandfather swears to us all, relatives and strangers alike, that the secret to life is “everything in moderation” (in a very thick polish accent, if i may add).
so after returning from a trip this past may, i decided to cut the coffee. and instead, I invited in a new routine.
matcha.
the ritual of creating this warm and life-giving beverage in the mornings has been one of grounding. it is something that i cannot rush, while simultaneously one that can alter and evolve.
for me, turmeric, cinnamon, and honey have always been mandatory components. but what I have recently added that has been an absolute game changer has been Vital Proteins collagen and an organic pasture-raised egg.
As women, most of us have had a complex relationship with food, ultimately depriving ourselves of vital nutrients, let alone calories. This is a time for redemption. For reclaiming the gravity of nourishing ourselves properly and wholly and oh so divinely.
I notice more stable energy, less crashes, less cravings, and ultimately, more celebration when I nourish myself with foods that feel like a “yes”.
This is not to say I don’t sip on a cup of joe every so often, so please invite in a transient and receptive way of perception. This diddy is simply here to inspire something different, a new thought, a new ritual, or perhaps an evolution of something beautiful that already exists in great service to you and your day.
