In just a few short days, I will be leaving for the Weston A. Price Foundation’s 14th Annual Conference, Wise Traditions 2013, held November 8-11 in Atlanta, Georgia. I can’t wait!
This year’s theme is “Curing the Incurable: Holistic Therapies for Chronic Disease,” and the conference has gathered some of the best minds in the country to speak on diverse topics such as raw milk safety, Chinese medicine, magnetism, cheesemaking, raising your own livestock and poultry and just about anything you want to know about nutrition and traditional diets.
And the conference fee includes five delicious gourmet meals that incorporate the principles of these healthy diets! Where else could you find that?
I don’t consider myself a jealous person. I usually find inspiration in those who have achieved or have more than I, but with that said, allow me to confess a moment of desire that altered my life.
About 27 years ago, having recently discovered homeopathy, I sat engaged in an appointment with my homeopath.
Her seven-year-old daughter knocked at the door of the consulting room and peeped in. She was pale and perspiring, and in a feeble little voice, she breathed, “I’m sick. My stomach hurts.”
My homeopath went to her cabinet, tucked into the corner of this office, where she had a stash of a hundred homeopathic remedies from which she dispensed the little pills. She plucked a remedy from the lot, opened the bottle, released the pills into the cap and tossed them into her daughter’s opened mouth.
She had complete confidence in her ability to address her child’s needs. (more…)
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The office phone rang, and my assistant directed me to pick up line 2.
“Hello.”
“He’s gone!” It was a female voice dripping with desperation.
“Who’s gone … and by the way, who’s calling?”
“It’s Sandy, Joette, and my son is GONE!”
My thoughts dashed to automobile accidents, and I braced myself for bad news. (more…)