I could be a vegan in sackcloth and flip-flops, but I find fabulous boots with periwinkle cuffs a far preferable option.
Look for your brushes with the divine. Be receptive to them. When heaven knocks, open the door. Value these visits. Remember them. Expect more of them.
I’m a big believer in living life as an extended working vacation.
I realize that I’m a mature woman and one of these days, incredible diet or not, I’ll be a little old lady.
If you don’t accept yourself, you won’t live fully, and if you don’t live fully you’ll need to get full some other way.
Let other people do it their way. What other people do is irrelevant.
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.
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.