This man is extraordinary. He has such brilliance on Peace and emotions. He reminded me I have a voice and I matter and so do you. He asks us to see, What are we defending? That’s what’s keep us from Peace. Have a listen.

40 yrs & dripping…

Oh yes… dripping! I danced in NYC

on my 40th BDay and made a choice.

I could either show off, shut down as

many people were watching my moves,

or sink into my pelvis and be a

channel for the Divine Feminine

surging and pulsing through my womb

to the beat of the music, as a gift

of Beauty for all, in bliss.

I chose the latter. One woman commented

that her and her husband couldn’t take

their eyes off me because I was so sexy,

yet she didn’t feel one ounce of

jealousy. That’s because I CHOSE to

dance for the Divine Masculine, not

her husband.

It worked.

I thought it was him but it was me…

OK. I’m dating this new man. I was feeling

very crunchy, pissed off by his lack of

being impeccably present, grounded

or thinking positively. Grrrrr….

I was going through my normal reasoning

of why this one won’t work either. I was

NOT doing my feminine practices, not

feeling my feelings, not telling the truth

with kindness and honesty… I was pushing

him away and being a bitch, CONVINCED it

was him.

Then, bless him, he suggested we go for a

vigorous hike to get the juices flowing,

energy moving. I could feel the anger in me

welling up, all prickly from the inside out,

wanting to SCREAM!

We got back to my place and began to talk.

I could feel under the anger was a huge

welling up of tears and I took a breath

and decided to show him my fears. I told

him to please only say ‘Thank you’ to

everything I said, just hear me please.

Then I sobbed and sobbed about how scared

I was to let a man support me, hold me,

care for me, protect me, be there for me,

let me rest and finally truly completely

exhale. I shared that I was so terrified

to open and risk being let down, risk being

taken advantage of, risk being used or

abandoned.

All this sorrow from my childhood came up

and I could see that all my exhaustion has

come from keeping it together and doing

it all myself. This wasn’t just with men,

this was with God. I was even afraid that

God would ultimately forget about me.

What was beautiful was that he just GOT me.

He followed my request to just say thank you.

When I was ready I let him hold me. It was

not him. It was me. The sweet little scared

girl inside me was trying to protect me from

getting hurt. By honoring her fears, feeling

those fears, sharing those fears, the little

girl felt heard and validated and now the big

Allana could see clearly from a place of deep

wisdom and gentle strength.

Then I made us an egg breakfast bagel for dinner,

we went to Charu’s Puja (a first for him. He was

nervous then told me it was the most beautiful

couple’s practice he’d ever done) and now he’s

taking me to Willie Nelson tomorrow. (I know,

don’t tell anyone. I love country).

Thank you for listening to my journey. I want

you to know that while I’m a kick ass coach,

I am humbled by my humanity and hope my

experiences can expand you and kiss the

place inside where you are scared.

From my heart to yours,

Be Sexy. Be Whole. Be YOU.

Deliciously yours, Allana

Well I did it!

My friend Yamini, the photographer of many “over 40” TV and movie star goddesses such as Marla Maples, Mariel Hemingway, Linda Gray and others, is now offering her services at the reduced rate for a limited time. Our sitting included a wardrobe fitting, makeup and hair by star makeup artist, Alicia Barrera and choice of location.

See Yamini’s website: www.goddessportraits.com and call her at 949-494-0294 or email her at yamini7@msn.com.

She made me feel (and look I think!) like a Goddess! This is the most empowering experience AND results. This makes me feel like 40 is just the beginning. I wonder who my lucky man will be? tee hee…

Be Sexy. Be Whole. Be You.

Deliciously yours, Allana

Gabe is delicious and he expands me daily to be more patient, creative and truly INVITE him into his greatness.

He reminds me that I GET to be alive, GET to be a mom, GET to live fully… it’s my birthright… one day driving to school I said to him that Life Was Good.

He said, Mom, you know it’s so good that I don’t even have a word for it.

He’s right.

Sometimes the feeling of happiness for no reason takes me over… when Gabe sees me do that, he says, Mom? Happy Tears?

Yes, Happy. Tears.

LOVE to you all, Allana