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June 30, 2014

Seven Two Nine

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For the past three years, I have been celebrating my birthdays in Briland (loving name for Harbour Island)  Every one of those years, I climbed the tree. I made a wish. I met India. I hung out with the second in line to become the King of England (he lifts). I received a Porsche. I fell asleep on the pink sands.
I am a very fortunate woman.

This year, I’ve decided to step outside of my comfort zone. It will be very different. I live in a gorgeous vacation destination. I’m staying in Miami for my special day!! What is really different about this year is that I’m comfortable with where I’m at. I was running. Don’t know why. I feel solid now. It’s not the muscles either. I know what I want and I know I can attain it. I haven’t always been so certain. I used to bite off more than I could chew. I make mistakes still, but they are minor. No life changing errors anymore, none that would rob me of stability or peace. If it doesn’t serve me, serve it to the next girl. This way of thinking comes in time. If you stumble enough you find wisdom. It’s fortitude. That is sexy.

This week I finally realized a goal I have had for approximately three years, the divorced ones. I really do see the vision, crush the goal and repeat the steps. I was dumbfounded when I received the news. I screamed. The timing was poetic justice. I need to thank Laura Posada, Alberto Gross, Cat Haayen and Bryant Toth.  It was your endorsement and the glowing terms in which you spoke of me that made it happen. Reputation and consistency is worth its weight. I am eternally grateful to you for your friendship and NGL – clout. I have mad love for you.

(NGL means “not gonna lie” on Instagram) I keep forgetting that most of the real world does not live vicariously through Social Media. The acronyms and hashtags are endless- it’s alarming. A fraudulent world but entertaining while you wait to board a plane.

Canada is where I come from. My parents are Cuban and I am a patriota till the end. #truetotheend (new fave hashtag) When I walked into YYZ airport,  I immediately stood upright. Chris and April would’ve liked the posture. I was home. Miami is where my culture lives, but I mos def, belong to the world- the bigger one. My phone started ringing off the hook and the FB messages were constant-your Bethany Hills Social Head is back. Yorkville might sound like Yorkdale but NOOOOO! Yorkville remains luxurious, rare and oh so me!!! Memories.

I worked out first. The other details will stay off the blog and I am gonna stand by the story that I lost reception in Canada. Who can say different?
Madonna and I have similar tastes in gym. Hard Candy offers exactly what I needed. Spin and yoga. I am a certified Spin Teacher ya know. The yoga was electric. I’m bendable.

I thought a lot about Newton’s Method. It too, offers the balance I seek in a workout. Kettle bells and gravity is a combination I’m never leaving. And you know what happens when I feel passion, in true Magda fashion, I love it with everything I am.  I’m a permanent kinda gal.

I went to M Cycle this week. I have family there. David, Lyn and Vic reminded me that I’m better than I have ever been both physically and as a badass spinner. Ok, Lynette is faster than I am. I admit it. Hey, hey!

My son is my hero. I have been violated in so many ways in my life but the solace comes in the form of a miracle son. I am so very lucky. He is planning the music for his father’s wedding. Third time Val, it’s all you. Make it count. Congratulations to you and your new wife, Christina. #familyfirst

I’m traveling a lot this month and seeking refuge in health and beach. Roman will be golfing and continent hopping, so I am free. I really am. Liberty feels good, too much time without dancing.  Time is something you can never replace. I really make a great effort to respect it.

I’ll be training on Mondays at 5:30 pm only. No switches! It’s summertime. My next seminar is August 7- I’m going to focus on investing in yourself. It’s the best bank account any woman can have. Too often we invest in our significant others and our children only. We forget that without the true feminine fiber of it all- everything falls apart. We must love ourselves before we can love anyone else.

A woman walked up to me in a parking lot this week and hugged me for no reason at all. She hugged me so tight, she forced the kinks out of my neck. She said she looked into my eyes and felt I needed it. I did. Thank you.

I am bound to privacy regarding the clients I Coach but this week, one of my Coachees had a major breakthrough- she Let it Be! Ironically, so did I. Spain, I’m coming at ya.

I will see you on the beach for July 4th Cook Out. No pics please. Happy Birthday Nick and Melanie. I was with you both in spirit.

Oh and yes Tarah, the Hazelton Hotel is da swank bomb!

and if you don’t know, the sun came out today and said hi to me,

 

magda

June 22, 2014

power of light

 

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Michelle, the owner of WING, a private network for entrepeneurs, women and soon men asked me for another head shot to help promote the August 7 event on Health and Wellness. Space is limited! Call 305.345.4992 if you want to hang with role models. Really wonderful people!

I dutifully acquiesced and assembled the team. I was striving for a healthy, fun shot. Instead, I got the Malificent look going. Whatever floats her boat, I aim to serve the powers that pay. The power. I learned that photopraphy is light. The illumination changes everything. Any one image can be a universe apart once light is shed. I had never really thought about this.  I use heavy filters for Social Media never once thinking the light is the magic. The power.

 

I left the photography sesh thinking solely about illumination. Rumi says,”the real magic begins when light enters the wound.” He is money!!! How does illumination relate to me?

 

My friend, Cat Haayen, a Yoga pioneer hosted an enormous event this weekend in honor of the Summer Solstice. Because I have been her loyal student for years, I fully expected the light of her Yoga to shine through me. It NEVER fails. Experience outweighs enthusiasm. Yoga is a Science. She owns it.

There is a post that I frequently see when I’m engaged in the virtual Social Media world that reads something like, “Once you have stretched your mind around something you can never go back to what it was.”

I thought that like photography, once the image has been changed and like Yoga, once the light has entered-everything is different! New and fresh!

The Athleta store on Lincoln Road is outrageous! Matt from JugoFresh knows how to pick the new best! He is a visionary. Gigi has a lot to do with his inspiration. Why is it that men that are successful have strong women right behind them? Coinky Dink! NOPE!!!

21 drops gave more than 250 yogis complimentary oils. My oil ironically was named “PASSION”. I did L.O.L.!! But Loud! I believe in signs. I’m in 1111, on 7, and get PASSION! Hmmmm? If you are going to do it, do it with Passion!

I had a spectacular weekend doing nothing other than allowing myself the practice of health and fitness.  This travelling Master Life Coach, welcomes wellness. Yep, I said travelling!

 

and if you don’t know, I love his beard,

 

 

magda

June 15, 2014

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On my refrigerator, I have magnets. I am certain to see them daily there. I love to eat! My favorite one is by Mitch Albom. I have read all of his books. I began to eat them like pistachios (salted of course) right after my divorce.  One day can bend your life was very true this week.

 

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I had a few of those days this week. June has really been Epic. Be careful what you wish for. A few to me represents more than a couple. The high’s were off the charts! The low’s took me to levels that I had never seen.

When someone asks me if I want the good news first or the bad, I usually ask for the bad. (San Diego all over again)

 

 

The Bad Bent Days of My Week

 

Although I was with family, the blood kind, the only thing great about both home Heat games was my ability to quickly find my “Carrito Under The Moon” after the third quarter-twice. The Miami Heat crushed me this week. All things basketball destroyed my ability to breathe. At times, I felt I was not going to survive it.

Car shopping was sexy, I didn’t go alone. The Vanquish broke my heart, it was a tad too expensive.

Father’s Day was a lot easier than I imagined. I miss my father now more than ever. Roman and a Sunday well spent saved me tho. Running with a group of solid athletes started my day right! Eating a salad and watching movies made life exactly what I want it to be! Pure Bliss! My dad would’ve liked that!

 

The Fabulous Bent Days of My Week

I flew in the sky- so high! Like East Bound and Down and like so many brave warriors. I flew because I made it a goal – one fine day while eating lunch with my family. Jay at SunDowners in Tavarnier has a great shop that offers FlyBoarding through GroupOn.  He yelled “You are a RockStar”! I felt more like Raggedy Ann. My body slammed so hard multiple times. I felt my eyes would fly out of the sockets every time I hit the glass surfaced ocean. The view from the top was outrageous. The Tarpon looked like Jaws and the world and everything in it looked small. Sometimes it’s good to look at things with a different perspective. The pelvic thrust I learned in Newton’s Method helped propel me out of the water and being a fit chick enhanced the experience. Thank Goodness for exercise and fitness. Kettlebell gratitude.

The Women of Influence Power Lunch was a great success. I met so many wonderful women. How lucky am I ? I incorporated sensory based movement with Master Life Coaching and got paid for it! Thank you Michi and all of the amazing maverick chicks that shared their hopes and dreams with me. Memories take you back, dreams take you forward. Dream hard ladies! And in case you don’t know, I equate happiness with the pistol. Nudge, wink!

I’m down to 125 lbs! I’m running again! Hmmm?

Toronto, I’m coming!!!!

 

True Blood is starting, another season with you!!!

 

and if you don’t know, I believe in fairy tales,

 

magda

June 9, 2014

Happiness is Absolutely a Choice

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This week started off with a bang! Jugo Fresh South Miami has been a pit stop on the daily for me. How lucky can one be? An extraordinary work out at Newton’s  Method and then a “Say It Ain’t So” to wash it down with.

The Women’s Power Lunch is a sell out! I am beyond humbled. I’m just a girl. Nothing excites me more than a goal! I am very much looking forward to meeting the leaders in all of the bad ass women at Town. Brace yourselves ladies, I’m known to get physical. 

I spent most of the week practicing Yoga with the real Yoga teacher Miss Cat Haayen and the very talented April Buchwald. Wynwood and The Standard couldn’t keep from shining light through us. We illuminated the way in each memory created.

Reyna’s Shower was so charming. I sat with my old friend Perse and we didn’t stop creating new versions of Foie Gras dishes. Babies have to be the biggest blessing any woman could ever experience. I am blessed.

I’m looking to buy a new car. I need some help on this. My Porsche was given to me for my birthday, it was fast and furious but I’m thinking four doors is more convenient. My loyal Denali is the baddest too.  It’s a gas guzzler. I’m looking to consolidate and simplify my life.

If you have any suggestions, please write me or comment on my Social Media pages. Car Shopping on my own will be a first. A lil scary but really exciting.

Stock still up! Heat is creating a third time Pandemonium in the city! Good and more good.

This time next week always makes me nostalgic. I will be missing my Original Super Man terribly. A father is the only man that never hurts his girl.

and if you don’t know, I miss you Papi,

magda

June 1, 2014

a million

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John Legend knows how to go to the very core of my being. “Good Morning” is another one I get lost with. He has to be the most romantic singer on this planet. Harry Connick Jr is a close second. Stock market did me good this week!!

I met Burnie, the Heat muneco this week. He is an old friend of Darren’s. They met in the sky full of stars. He smashed people heads in to get to the Doctor. It was a bit scary. He is very warm and fuzzy. The Miami Heat has my heart in my throat. LeBron has new respect from me. It takes a real man to hold it together when he has every right to lose it! He took it for his team. Fierce leadership skills. Lance probably won’t be blowing sweet nothings in anyone’s ear anytime soon. Really, who does that?

I was able to sit with Charna and discuss Fashion meets Finance in New York. Maybe I can help a sister out?

Helping a sister out, what a great idea. It really should be natural and realistically it’s not. I always try to see the potential in a fellow femme, not a defect. I look into the eyes of my girls not at their waistlines. If I am able, I extend myself to give a kind word. You know when you see a woman and for no reason at all, she smiles. It’s a knowingly smile. That moment. We are bound. June 12 you will find me live, binding one sista to another. I hear we sold out! I’m going to TOWN- I’ll be the band to make you dance. We are women! Let’s ROARRRRRRR!

My sexy ambadassador is hanging on the wall next to the cash register in LuluLemon South Miami. Great choice putting him there, it’s easier to spend money with that kind of art. Wow, very impressed. We celebrated Aryan and Jet Set this week at her very elegant Red Carpet event. I saw a lot of familiar faces. It was nice. I was rocking a LuluLemon Lab outfit. Bam! A trendsetting boyfriend made it happen.

Jugo Fresh finally opens in South Miami. YAY!!!! Grateful for your share. Can we say crack addict?

The Infidelity webinar was a slam dunk. Loyalty is so rare, if you find it- kill to keep it! I have a feeling I’ll be hosting more groups on this topic.

I had a romantic weekend with Roman. It was just us. Darren was off doing the sponsorship wrangling. I spent most of the weekend getting him ready to go to Europe. He speaks French! Of course he does, he is my son.

We dined, we laughed, we sweat and olive oiled with our family. Darren was with us in many ways. Every time I looked in the eyes of his mother, I felt him near me. What a great day! Twilight made for a fantastic evening!!

and if you don’t know, the back door is open,

magda