As many of you know I do not consume gluten. In 1999 I became very ill breaking out in hives whenever I ate bread, cookies, crackers etc. Symptoms progressed to upset stomach, digestive issues, brain fog, insomnia, terrible acne, fatigue, etc as I continued to eat wheat. I became VERY, VERY sick. This was a huge surprise as I had eaten wheat all of my life without any issues. So I gave up wheat (even before it was trendy).Read More
MY LOVE STORY TO MONEY
Last night Alicia Keys' "This Girl is On Fire" played in my eardrums. I tried to sleep but I heard poetry inside.
I needed to write, "My Love Story to Money" and I couldn't wait another moment.
This is the writing that came pouring out. This is the story that needed to be written.Read More
Hi Healthy People!
I hope you have been enjoying your summer. I love summertime! It is such a fantastic time. I love sitting on my back deck looking at the blue skies and the trees or lying in a hammock reading a book or daydreaming.Read More
HAPPY HOLIDAYS! How is your holiday season going?
Would you like to know a business secret? If you are having more fun, you will attract your audience!Read More
Thanksgiving is coming! In the U.S. Thanksgiving is a day of abundance and thanksgiving. A day to give thanks for all of our blessings.Read More
For fifteen years, I battled with my illness. Every day was a struggle. Every minute was a struggle. I knew deep in my soul that something was seriously wrong with me. All of my life prior to my illness, I had been very healthy. I knew my body, but my doctors could not find anything wrong with me so they quickly labeled me as depressed and then after my persistence to try to find the root of my illness they labeled me a hypochondriac. I tried doctor after doctor and asked for test after test but no one believed me.Read More
After 15 years struggling with a debilitating chronic illness, I was determined to be well. In 2010 I walked into a new doctor’s office at Danbury Hospital on the second floor. I sat in a muted chair in the waiting room of my infectious disease specialist’s office. I leafed through my pages of typed notes of my health history, hoping and praying that this new doctor would believe that I was ill and order further testing.Read More