I realize that I’m a mature woman and one of these days, incredible diet or not, I’ll be a little old lady.
Being vegan is a glorious adventure. It touches every aspect of my life – my relationships, how I relate to the world.
As I see it, a green salad is an open invitation to carrots, onions, mushrooms, tomatoes, and the sprouts that grow in jars on my kitchen counter.
Tell the world you are a one-of-a-kind creation who came here to experience wonder and spread joy. Expect to be accommodated.
I firmly believe that everyone deserves to live within walking distance of either beauty or convenience, if not both.
There are some things that money can’t buy: peace of mind, for starters, and lean muscle mass. Neither the Queen of England nor the founder of Microsoft can put in an order for either one.
I need a spiritual connection – I can make changes, but I can’t make miracles – and I need people around me who’ll support me and believe in me and tell me the truth and not let me deceive myself into avoiding the what’s scary and hard and necessary.
Moderation is actually the flip side of dieting, that is, imposed deprivation.
I’m over the hill, maybe even the whole mountain range, but I don’t see it that way even one little bit.
When it comes to literal nourishment, the food we eat, life begets life.
Because love encompasses everything, nothing is unimportant, including tonight’s dinner menu. Think about it for a minute. If you were pure love, the loving parent of all life, how would you want people to eat?
Beauty at 70 years old isn’t the same as beauty at 20 years old, but it is stunning nonetheless.
Every year when I put away my winter clothes and get out my summer clothes, they fit. And I haven’t been on a diet since the Reagan administration.
Evolution happens in nature and in individuals. I want to participate actively in its happening within me.
I could be a vegan in sackcloth and flip-flops, but I find fabulous boots with periwinkle cuffs a far preferable option.
Life has its rhythm and we have ours. They’re designed to coexist in harmony, so that when we do what is ours to do and otherwise let life be, we garner acceptance and serenity.
If you celebrate your differentness, the world will, too. It believes exactly what you tell it – through the words you use to describe yourself, the actions you take to care for yourself, and the choices you make to express yourself. Tell the world you are one-of-a-kind creation who came here to experience wonder and spread joy. Expect to be accommodated.
We do children an enormous disservice when we assume that they cannot appreciate anything beyond drive through fare and nutritionally marginal, kid-targeted convenience foods. Our children are capable of consuming something that grew in a garden or on a tree and never saw a deep fryer. They are capable of making it through diner at a sit-down restaurant with tablecloths and no climbing equipment. Children deserve quality nourishment.
Sometimes customizing is necessary because of an injury or the inability to do, for a short or long period, the kind of exercise you formerly did. When you’re used to customizing for fun, doing it under duress won’t seem like such an imposition. Either way, experiment until you find activities that make you happy as well as healthy. Choose your exercise using the same criteria you’d apply to choosing a date – that is, attractive to you and able to hold your interest for an hour.
In fact, just heading toward veganism lifts a not insignificant burden from the earth. According to food pundit Michael Pollan, who’s not a vegetarian, if everybody did even “Meatless Monday,” it would be the environmental equivalent of taking 20 million midsize cars off the road.
I realized I could only play-act at the spiritual life as long as my appetites were stronger than my empathy.