Back when we were safe to socialize in parties together, I would always have people make the strangest comments to me about mindful eating. For instance, if someone was eating a dessert or just taking a variety of food from a holiday buffet, she would say, “Oh dear, I know I’m not eating mindfully.” This
Do you find yourself feeling a little a little blue, impatient, angry, sad, or lonely because of pandemic living? I’m right there with you. The Sunday after Thanksgiving was a grey day, and my mood was reflective of the color. The holidays had been small, but lovely, but the joy of being able to cook
About midway through the Eat for Life class, Julie admitted that she had still been trying to eat by dieting rules while simultaneously trying to apply the principles of mindful eating. This strategy was obviously causing a great deal of conflict and mixed results. Upon further investigation, Julie realized the conflict was due to the
One of the most promising things I witnessed this past weekend was a conversation between two young women—one was attending a Trump protest about the vote counting and the other one was carrying a “Make America Gay Again” sign. They told the reporter that they have been having a good time talking to one another
It’s election day, and I’m typing with one hand because of surgery on my fractured wrist last week. In case you’ve never tried, it makes typing quite slow and tedious. My current state of being and the election collide in metaphors and the need to simplify what I write today. The heavy sling on my
Join me in supporting The Center for Mindful Eating (TCME) by bidding on products and services through their Annual Fundraising Auction, October 21-30, 2020. As the President of The Center for Mindful Eating, I am proud to be a part of an organization that has improved the lives of thousands of people who struggle with
Loving others (particularly the ones you don’t want to) is a great strategy for increasing your own well-being. This recently became very clear to me when I noticed the suffering I had because of my judgment of someone I’ll call Charlotte (definitely not her name!). I don’t even know Charlotte personally, but she did something
There is so much to be learned by his story about not just overcoming, but actually thriving against the odds. The two parts that stood out to me was the idea of finding new tools and opening to wisdom that had been inaccessible before.
You might not have noticed, but my weekly blogging took a decided pause in the last few weeks. It seems like there was one catastrophe after the other in my life and it was hard to keep up emotionally, physically, and mentally. There was simply not the psychic energy to put words to paper. Sometimes
Grief is a funny thing. It knows no time or boundaries. We have little control over when it decides to come up inside us. It’s like a wave that builds in the ocean and then crashes in to the shore. Each expression of grief ebbs and flows in amazing synchronicity with select moments of life
