Monthly Archives: February 2012

What do you think that symbol stands for? Kissed by the sun? Pasture grown? No, that wholesome looking cartoon flower is put onto food products that have been treated with radiation. That means food is exposed to high doses of … Continue reading →

There is great pleasure in our little luxuries, they enhance the quality of our everyday life. It’s part of what brings meaning to my work – making good, simple, beautiful products that bring health and soothing well-being to our customers. … Continue reading →

I have a good friend who lived in a small town in Northern Spain for 15 years. When you go to buy a coffee, they hand it to you in a little ceramic cup and you’re then expected to actually … Continue reading →

Do you think you’ve been here before? I just finished the book Many Lives, Many Masters by Brian Weiss. A Yale-trained psychiatrist, Dr. Weiss was reluctantly drawn into the contemplation of past lives when one of his patients suddenly started … Continue reading →

Oh man, Instagram. I love it. It’s a little education on our shared humanity. I take pictures on my phone and share them with whomever “follows” me. I check out the photos of those that I follow, or just surf … Continue reading →

The teacher James Baraz has offered a renowned class in Berkeley called Awakening Joy for many seasons. A good friend is enrolled and shared with me James’s teaching that these words – conscious, calm, creative, caring and content – describe … Continue reading →

I have a neighbor. She’s from France, in her mid-70s, French and beautiful. Strikingly so, like, turn-around-on-the-street beautiful. She is graceful, and gracious and warm. She kisses me on both cheeks, and looks right into my eyes when we talk. … Continue reading →

I would love it if you share what comes up for you in the comments. For me, AWE-STRUCK, in the most essential sense of the word. It makes wonder how we could be fighting over anything! What a precious, mysterious, … Continue reading →

I try to be mellow in the face of hassle. When the poison oak is visibly spreading, when sales are slow and the security line at the airport is even slower, I feel the stress, the disappointment, and then I … Continue reading →