raw chakra salad

from a reader's entry on mynewroots blog. i'm in loooove with her...
http://mynewroots.blogspot.com/

yoga cat

Ode to a white egg....

Starting from the age of 19 and for the next 15 years, I was very strictly vegan and mostly raw, without paying attention to my nutritional levels to the point that I was a chronic insomniac deprived of vitamin B. I would sit at dinner with friends and stubbornly refuse to eat because the Tom Kha was made with chicken broth and there were no options. It didn't matter if I had been traveling for days and was starving. I was a purist and an extremist on what I put in my body. Now as a mother of two, I can barely remember any time to be so concerned with myself. I happily lap up the crusts of sandwiches left behind and delight in a missed berry or two. Whatever a kid doesn't eat is called 'lunch for mama'. I'm sure many mothers can relate to this.

I didn't eat eggs and I still tend to get squeamish sometimes with eggs. When winter hits hard and the farms have no eggs, I can't buy them from a store. I'm not usually particular, but a store egg truly makes me gag. If the yolk isn't dark dark orange, there is no way I can eat it. I've become a bit of a snob and can eat from only 3 local biodynamic and organic farms. There are many others in TN but I'm serious about my eggs.

Our family eats a minimum of 12 DOZEN eggs a week. We get them from various biodynamic and organic farms and I honestly believe my daughter no longer has asthma because I began feeding her large amounts of natural vitamin D in the form of egg yolks. She is highly allergic to egg whites and I have a routine down of washing the whites from the yolk and feeding her four eggs for breakfast that are almost raw. If I cook it too much, she will not eat it. I think your body tells you what it needs. She begs me for eggs in the morning and after school and has not had asthma since I started saturating her with Vitamin D.

Eco Tone Farm is so wonderful that they will deliver to my door whenever I send them an email. The eggs are a stunning array from white to brown to BLUE. I am so happy to eat a blue egg that I can't stand it.

My then 8 year old daughter, on the other hand, was not impressed with anything except the WHITE egg:

"Oh, mommy! Look! A WHITE EGG!"
"mmm hmmm"
Later that day, she says "Mom, did you eat that white egg yet?"
I said "No, I don't think so."
The next day she says" You didn't eat that white egg, did you? Can I have it???"
Finally, I said 'What is your deal with the white egg? You act like you have never seen a white egg before."
She says, " I haven't!!! Why, have YOU????"

I love this story because we live in the city and the kid has never seen a white egg!

just another day on the farm

gratefulness for a bit of light

a little something from the bakery

no, i didn't make these. someone sent me this photo and i thought it may be inappropriate to post, but why would it be inappropriate?

Teflon Kills Birds and you better open your windows if you use it

Teflon, like microwaves, is one of those items in the house that I can't understand why anyone would have. I have never used either, once I moved out of my parents house at 18. I cringe at teflon-coated pans that are all scratched and scraped and you just know all those toxic bits are getting in your food. Even better is that you have to use plastic(!) utensils with them, so you can get melted plastic all mixed in with your omelette. Yuck. I have cast iron cookware and it doesn't stick. I was making breakfast this morning wondering why we ever diverted from plain cast iron. It works absolutely beautifully.

I found this information so very interesting on Dupont's website that I wanted to share...

Click *here* for the link to their article.

heart wrenching project on eating disorders, young people + media

My friend Mark sent me this today and I'm posting it because I have girls, girls with restricted diets due to food allergies, food is always on my mind and 'to do' list for the day.

Like many women, I have never been satisfied with my body. I'm a curvy girl and have always wanted to be bone thin. I remember the times in my life that I was very very thin; when I "nursed" my father through cancer to his passing, while simultaneously nursing my newborn. It seemed that I was most content with my appearance when it was gaunt and my clothes were hanging from my body.

Pregnancy was the only true and healthy time in my life that I embraced my shape and felt like a goddess. We must learn to accept the shape we are given and not be influenced by media. The hardest lesson for a mother with girls, is to project a healthy body image when you truly are struggling yourself, on the inside.

Click here for the full project.