By Molly Patrick
May 11, 2019,
I love Malaysia for reasons I don’t fully understand.
It’s uncomfortably hot, humid, and chaotic.
It smells like fish and meat most places you go.
There are social functions and dinners at every turn, and my introverted self has to suck it up, reach for my big girl trousers, and show up with a smile and things to say.
Traffic is horrible and every time I get in the backseat of a Grab (Southeast Asia’s version of Lyft/Uber), I put an energetic shield of protective light around us.
Speed limits are not enforced, the lines on the road are merely suggestions that are often ignored, and cars drive so close to one another (front, back and side) that it’s like being in a real life game of bumper cars.
We were driving yesterday and I shit you not, motorbikes were driving in the opposite direction of traffic. Yes, the motorbikes were coming toward us. On purpose.
In all of its hectic, smelly, hot, body clenching, humidity, there is a deep rooted charm that I just can’t shake. It’s kind of like a recipe that calls for a lot of strange ingredients and you’re sure it’s not going to taste good, but when you put it in your mouth you can’t help but close your eyes and swoon into it. The openness and hospitality of the people, the diversity of cultures, the food, the smiles, the laughter, the combination of old and new – I love it in my bones, and I am so happy to be here.
I won’t give you the details because they are not my details to share, but Luanne’s dad is doing as well as he possibly can for someone with late stage pancreatic cancer. I’ve introduced him to the world of green smoothies which has been a game changer for him. Being able to drink nutrients is such a blessing when you have a hard time eating.
He had been drinking Ensure when we got here, and he would get sick every time he drank it. I did a little switcharoo, and now he’s drinking blended fruits and veggies. He had never had a green smoothie up until now. He asks for them several times a day and enjoys drinking them. I know green smoothies won’t cure him, but they are making him feel a just little better, and right now, that is everything.
This trip has been a difficult one, as we knew it would be, and I am reminded of how easy it is to ignore yourself when you are caring for someone else. That’s why, every morning when I wake up and make my smoothie and get on my yoga mat, I am deeply grateful for my lifestyle and the healthy practices I take with me everywhere I go.
What are some healthy practices that support you when you’re on the go? Talk to me in the comments below!
Update* Luanne’s dad died of pancreatic cancer on August 29th, 2019.
- 2 Medjool dates pits removed and soaked in hot water for 10 minutes
- 2 cups unsweetened non-dairy milk 475ml
- 1 1/2 cups fresh or frozen mango cubes 250g
- 1 teaspoon lemon juice
- 1/8 teaspoon cardamom powder
- Drain the dates from the soaking water and discard the water.
- Add the dates, along with the rest of the ingredients to your blender and blend until perfectly smooth and creamy.
Wishing you a happy week. May it be filled with calling your people and telling them you love them.