It Began with the Sunrise

Yesterday morning my alarm went off at 4am. I do not work on Saturdays. Never have, never will. So, why had I set my alarm for such an hour? To drive to the beach and get there before sunrise.

The Beach is only 45 minutes away from where I live, yet I have not gone in nearly 16 years. Why? My weight. Yet that is not why I went before sunrise. I wanted to watch the World wake up. To see those first rays of light coming over the distant horizon. To ask God to walk with me, as I stood with my toes in the sand and as the waves washed up over my ankles. It was amazing.

Bare feet in dirt or sand, or even in the grass in your yard is also what is referred to as 'grounding'. There are electrical currents running through our earth that shoes and concrete keep blocked from our bodies. I always knew there was something calming to the time I spent at the beach or working my gardens with bare feet. But I never knew there was a term for it until about 6 years ago. 

I live with chronic pain. It has become just part of who I am for the past 9 years. I have avoided the beach for years because of my weight. The time has come to let go of body image and get to that water. So, in my capris and a long sleeved shirt, I went. I noticed something amazing as I left the shore yesterday for my drive home, I had little pain. My body had no pain throughout the remainder of the day and I slept pain free all night. It is after noon and I am still pain free. I plan to return to that stretch of beach very soon. 

Take time today to walk, sit or just stand on the ground with your bare feet. Sit in the surf and allow yourself to feel this fantastic gift of life. Here is to your health, healing and this journey we call life. Have a fantastic day!!


Those were the words I said to myself as I looked down at the nearly empty container of ice cream. At this point in my life I was depressed, morbidly obese and I felt hopeless. My marriage was falling apart and the joy I once had felt as though it had been sucked out through my ears. I was empty, despite the joy I should have felt. Home of my dreams, two awesome sons and a husband who worked very hard to give us all he could. Yet, there I was. Eating ice cream in the dark.

My weight at this time was over 325 lbs. I was a beached whale. Nothing had helped. Not the shots in my butt to boost metabolism, the Jazzercise classes 3 times a week, not the eating plans or the pre-packaged foods that came delivered to the door. I was dying and I knew it. I didn't want to see family or friends. I hid in pictures behind my sons. I laughed as though everything was fine. Yet I was dying inside. I HAD to make a change.

It has been nearly 25 years since that weight nearly killed me. I continued the yo-yo dieting for many years. I have lost weight only to regain it again. Time after time after time. Enough was enough. High blood pressure, pre-diabetes, joint pain, inability to sleep at night, it all caught up to me a few years ago. I took action and went back to school. And now I help people who are just like me. Struggling to find that sweet spot of health, happiness and no more pain.

Today I am rehanging my shingle, so to speak. I am putting the finishing touches on this new site and also putting together a small cookbook that will help my new clients on this wild and crazy journey Back into Health. I do hope you will consider joining me. 

OPEN SOON! And I do look forward to meeting you and helping you reach your goals.