I've been trying to think back about how the past few months have gone. Last summer my daughter and I took a trip to Haiti with Mission of Hope / Mission d'Espoir. After learning about a typical Haitian diet, I was mentally preparing for the fact that I was unlikely to be able to continue my typical manner of eating while there, so I stocked up on protein bars and other somewhat health-some snacks.
Last week I had decided that it was time to do a cleanse. A simple, liquids-only for a couple of days. I have not done one in more than 6 months, and between tight clothes and being tired every day, I know that it would be a beneficial endeavor.
Each time I walk into a physicians office, they want to measure my weight and blood pressure. It's the only time I have those measurements taken because I do not own a scale - I tend to be more interested in how I feel rather than what I weigh.
Last week, in the same way that I have done many times over since returning to the United States from Haiti, I had a light bulb moment in the middle of a regular activity. These light bulbs go off in response to a question I keep finding myself asking, "Is this something that people in Haiti might do?"
Recently , I heard someone lamenting some serious and unexpected back pain. In response, friends were giving support by suggesting a variety of treatments and remedies. Chiropractic care, anti-inflammatories, steroid shots, pain medication, acupuncture... all great and expected suggestions until I piped up with: Have you been drinking enough water? Granted, it took me a … Continue reading Aches and Pains
It's been about a year since I did my first cleanse using essential oils & supplements, and in that time, I've gone back and forth between healthy and not-so-healthy, gluten-free and gluten-full, less sugar and more sugar... you get the picture. Sometimes the effort was there, other times not so much.
I saved this post on July 21, 2017, which was the day after Chester Bennington (lead singer of Linkin Park) took his own life. Sure I like Linkin Park, but they're not my favorite band and I actually did not know the name of the lead singer until his suicide. And when I heard that … Continue reading Getting Real