Bypass cancer with 10 action steps

Just over one month ago (though it seems much longer) I wrote about my father being in the hospital as a result of COPD. It really sucks to say; I’m not surprised that my grandmother ended up in the hospital over 2000 miles west, only a few weeks later. What are the chances? I guess I didn’t give it much thought before the situation came to be, but the chances were high.

Imagine NEVER cleaning your house. No washing the dishes, sweeping, vacuuming, dusting, and so forth.  Do you think it would get filthy? Probably so…

What about your body? It’s a great metaphor, (that I certainly didn’t create) the body is a home. I love to refer to my body as a sacred temple.…

When health sends a wake up call

Last week I didn’t post an article. This week will be brief and very personal. My head is spinning with all of the external overwhelm. Of course, I’ve labeled it overwhelm, in all honesty, it’s just life doing what it does. My 55 year old father moved from Wisconsin to Washington last year, and now he’s moved down to Northern California, just a few hours north of us.

After only a few days in California, my father ended up in the hospital. He was diagnosed with COPD a few years ago, but for the past 10, I’ve listened to him cough day in and day out. He’s been a smoker for as long as I can remember and it’s really caught up with him.…

Professional Sensual Foodist

Yet another, very fabulous moment just occurred, and I want you to be a part of it!  Let me tell you what happened. 

When I moved to Northern California, one thing that I knew for sure was that I would be experiencing Burning Man for the first time.  I have built an endless list of amazing things that have blossomed by virtue of being part of the Burning man.  I am dialed into this massive web of conscious individuals, who are living life in alignment with one another as they strive to make the world a better place.  The most important way they are taking action is simply by being the best version of themselves.

 Through this huge network of “burners” I’ve discovered conscious clothing designers that I absolutely love. …

A romantic, sensual date at…The Farmer’s Market!

On Sundays I feel passionate romance in a very bright, public setting.  Fresh aroma of sweet fruits and organic, local fare, smiling faces and sun shining.  Mmmm how I love the FARMER’S MARKET!  My husband and I love going to the Sunday Farmer’s Market!  Don’t worry…If you’re living somewhere with snowy winters, you can always re-create the vibe in the produce section!  As we walk-feeling the warm embrace of the sun, we slowly scan the offerings and let the vibrant colors draw us in closer.  Joe will pick up a tomato, and make eye contact with me before he gives the delicate plump fruit a smooch!  He loves to kiss his food-have I mentioned this before?!  We walk hand in hand, in gratitude that these incredible people are sharing such gifts!…