In this ninth installment, I offer a quick recap of the lessons learned in our family’s quest to bring peace to our home and share a surprising place where food additives lurk. Prepare for irony. Continue reading The irony of additives
In this eighth installment in our family’s quest to bring peace to our home, I share a hypothesis — that food additives help cause our son’s window of stress tolerance to close. Continue reading Opening the window
This is the seventh installment in the story of our family’s quest to calm our son’s tantrums and how it led to a major lifestyle makeover. In this post, I move everyone’s proverbial cheese by going all-in on a new menu plan … Continue reading The Weekend of … something really different
In this sixth installment in my family’s quest to figure out what was triggering our son’s tantrums, I share an experience that explains why I was so open to making major dietary changes. Continue reading The power of peppers: my story
A new approach to dog training has caused me to consider my relationship with God in a new way. Continue reading (Still) learning to look
My July book tour took me back to the place and supportive people who gave me my start. Continue reading Book tour: A time to reflect
Let me preface this by saying we’re a bit excitable around here. That’s why a couple of days ago, when my phone’s weather app showed raindrops, my first thought was about the garden — specifically the tomatoes. This year’s tomato plants had long since overtaken their brightly colored cages, mounting an apparent rebellion while we were in Minnesota for a family vacation and book tour. … Continue reading When life gives you green tomatoes …
As our nation debates the topic of immigration (who’s in, who’s out) … as our president tells people to go back where they came from, the last thing we need to do is to paint one another with broad brushstrokes. Each person carries a story, and when we take the time to listen to them and open our hearts to each other’s dreams and needs, a whole world of possibilities unfolds. Continue reading Strangers, revisited
Memorial Day causes me to reflect on the stories I heard about WWII while living in Japan. Continue reading Memorial Day
Somedays I wonder why I didn’t take up a reasonable instrument, a compact instrument. And then I remember the wonders of the koto. Continue reading The koto question
