Justine and I have spent the past week together. Creating. We have ignored everything else. Monica Jean (MJ) and her beau Phillip have cooked — gloriously — all our meals, And made nourishing herbal infusions for us to drink, So we can create, create, create. Here's our list of what we planned to accomplish. And what we actually did. > Create at least one mitochondria book in The Motherline Medicine Series. — The Spirit of the Plants — Yes! (Still work to do, but all images are laid in and...

I have a Meyer lemon tree In a pot, of course. It's minus 2 outside And citrus is tropical, Intolerant to sub-zero weather. It blooms in January. And scents the air. I could put my nose into those blossoms And never do anything else. I am transported by that smell. It isn't a childhood memory. No citrus in my childhood backyard in Dallas. It's older than that. Inhaling the odor makes my heart glad. I cannot resist smiling. Even thinking about the aroma makes me smile. I'm chuckling as I write...

This week I had the pleasure of interviewing a practitioner of Ayurvedic. She "laid down the law" to us on eating. This is what I remember: Eat only at certain times and never after dark. No cold drinks. No leftovers. If I got it wrong, I know you'll let me know. I disagree with all those rules. I took her to task about not eating after dark. Told her I don't like to eat before teaching. If I'm giving a talk at 7pm, I'm eating afterwards. I don't care what time it is. I'm starved after...