It’s been almost 40 years since we first visited Lake Louise. It was 1974, travelling in our Westfalia Volkswagen van on a cross Canada, USA and Mexico year long tour. We were young, adventurous and Lake Louise was a calling. The glacial mountains framed a jewel of paradise. And that day the sun blessed us, transforming the glacial waters into a magnificence of turquoise that left us breathless. And one always wants to return to magic. Our second visit failed, but it was not for lack of trying. Earth To Body was heading west. This time our Windstar was pulling our new first trailer (we have…

Does Java, (he, the Bichon/Terrier), know this little soul (she, Sunny) is a lot like him? She, too, can roll over and crawl across the floor and rise up on all fours. She, too, is small, and can splay on her back and limb dance in the air. Are they communicating though some aura? Through small murmurs and gentle nose touches, where wet kisses know no boundaries? There are no fears. The Splay. A position of vulnerability. So accepting, So trusting. An endearing moment. “Shall we dance?”     (Java is our mascot and Sunny is his friend)

Slices of white turkey, left over stuffing and mashed potatos fill my fridge. Warm energies from our last night’s friends still encompass the house. With a family holiday today, life is feeling pretty good. The hot sun shining in October is a bonus I could have wished for. I am still resonating from Thanksgiving dinner. After having had recovered from illness, I am aware of how much our thoughts affect our mood, our health and our over-all happiness. Awareness of giving thanks is a major part of our well-being. My healing process involved and still involves a very active sense of gratitude…

Vacation time?   Travelling by air? Flying in an airplane is an immersion into germ warfare.   I have never actually crawled inside a giant caterpillar, but boarding an airplane might be a fair comparison. Claustrophobia surfaces as I attempt to negotiate the narrow aisle. I patiently wait as the passenger in front of me attempts to squeeze her carry-on into the already crammed full overhead. I smile and say, “No rush” (I am not anxious to reach my seat numbered 22C). She thanks me and relaxes a little. I can’t sit in a middle seat. I need the aisle to stretch my legs.  The window seat is a…

Don’t you love September? The kids (or grandkids) are back in school. The leaves are starting to tease us with change. The air is cool and fresh with the scents of fall. Not time yet to think of winter tires or heating bills. The holiday season is just far enough away you need not stress. You are still surrounded by beautiful autumn hues and perfect rays of sunshine. Time to relax on the deck or balcony with chamomile tea. The last growing month for chamomile is September so it is a perfect time to celebrate this nutritiously healing herb. Cold and sinusitis season is looming and chamomile…

This was our first and most successful visit to the Filberg Festival. (Comox, Vancouver Island) Thank you Vancouver Islanders. We loved our booth in the woods and who could not love you? At this fabulous festival I heard a ‘first account’ tamanu story. Since the oil itself is fairly new to Canada, we are all still learning about its miraculous properties. I have read and studied about this special nut oil, been delighted to sponsor our Tamanu Trivia Contest and have heard success stories from our customers on facebook , twitter and email. But I still love to hear stories from the horse’s…

I can’t remember exactly when it was when my babes started to realize that there was a wide wonderful world outside the cocoon their mama and papa had created for them, but what I do remember was thinking how amazing it was that they were seeing things for the very first time. A plane, a bird, an ant, rocks, sand, grass, water,...it was magical. Not only were they seeing those things, but they were experiencing them through their other senses too: the sound of a plane and birds, the feel of rocks and sand in their little fists, the tickle of grass and the sensation of water running between…

Clay Masking  and emulating Jim Carrey grins in front of the mirror. Popping green grapes, sipping Sauvignon Blanc, luxuriating in your salt bath, feeling devilish as Dire Straits lures you over to the other side. Sneaking a read of Huckleberry Finn and transporting yourself into a world where water was pure and soap stung the eyes. So naughty. Spoiling and oiling your skin, feeling good about making the decision to go green, go clean. Experiencing a softness and a smoothness on your skin, like a rebirth. And you haven’t cheated. You feel proud because you are sticking with the program.…