Enter through the back door….

I have a long history with the Omega Institute so it wasn’t a surprise as I sat in the cafe last night listening to the thunder rumble in from the Continue Reading →
I have a long history with the Omega Institute so it wasn’t a surprise as I sat in the cafe last night listening to the thunder rumble in from the Continue Reading →
As luck would have it, after writing about a Coda with my Mom, I found myself on the road again on a whirlwind trip to Massachusetts where I would be, Continue Reading →
I love when I can laugh out loud at my own life. Last Spring, I noticed the spectrum of greens that started to paint themselves on the landscape in celebration Continue Reading →
1968? This is my second Mother’s Day without my mom. I feel her absence, not just on a physical level, but in some deeper intangible space where we were, and Continue Reading →
I hesitate to print this recipe since I played the role of a scavenger going through my cupboards and fridge to find ingredients to tinker with not necessarily thinking it Continue Reading →
If reincarnation does exist then at some point in history my husband was likely some sort of scavenger; probably an opossum. Scavenging is in his blood. Not only do opossums Continue Reading →
One of the first things I saw when I got off the plane in Marseille was Brioche Doree. They didn’t just sell pastries but, in name alone, I felt inspired. Continue Reading →
I am just returning from a visit to Provence, France, having stepped out of my life for 8 days with nothing holding me to my normal patterns and routines. Even Continue Reading →
It must have been unbelievable luck when I made that brioche back in 7th grade. As I’ve been experimenting with it over the last few weeks, I’ve found my Continue Reading →
In just a little less than a week, I’ll be on my way to France checking out both the historic sites and the bread! Planning the trip has brought me Continue Reading →