There are 2 types of fiber, soluble fiber, which absorbs water, to become soft and mushy such as that found in oatmeal and insoluble fiber like that found in celery, which remains hard. Most fruits and vegetables contain both.
Our bodies are home to a mix of good and bad live bacteria. They live in the mouth, gut and on the skin. The good ones known as Probiotics work in the intestine to improve digestion and increase absorption of nutrients and everywhere else they protect us against hostile bacteria that cause infection.
Pelvic Organ Prolapse isn’t unique to older women and unfortunately 50% of women of childbearing age will experience some level of Pelvic Organ Prolapse in their lifetime mostly because it’s prevention is not discussed.
As I age I have become dramatically aware of how important it is to stretch every muscle in my body every day. You have all heard me discuss the benefits of reformer Pilates because of the preferred way that it lengthens your muscles; through active and not passive stretching.
Joseph Pilates developed his practice to be performed on many apparatuses, the most common of which are the mat and the reformer. Both forms build strength, tone your body, improve your mental clarity and teach you how to use your breath. But there are some key differences between the two you should be aware of before you choose one route over the other.
Research has linked bad diet and stressful lifestyle habits to all the chronic, debilitating, degenerative diseases that make up today’s world health crisis. When I was in my 20’s I lived in Boston where the Kushi Institute touted the benefits of a macrobiotic lifestyle to create extraordinary health of mind, body and soul.
Acute injuries create a predictable inflammatory response: redness and heat from an immediate increase in blood flow, nerve compression which causes pain and an increase of white blood cells which causes the swelling.
It was 1983. I was usually scouting Amish Country for old quilts and selling them to collectors in Australia, Japan and England. One weekend while poking around at the flea market in Berkshire, MA I came across a man who would again forever change my life.
In 1980 I was invited to study Art at Parsons School of Design in New York City. My first Class was Graphic Design taught by the most handsome man I had ever met, Seaver Leslie. Seaver had graduated from RISD along side friend Dale Chihuly with whom he collaborated on a wonderful exhibition inspired by James Joyce, Ulysses Cylinders.
In 1978 I left Boston and moved to New York City. I was immediately inundated with sensory overload. The constant bellow of alarms and sirens, revolting stench of garbage on the street, the sheer immense volume of people and the unnerving hustle and bustle both excited and overwhelmed my nervous system.
I was the middle one of 3 girls. My mother was very traditionally dutch. She believed that we should all learn to play piano, cook and sew. At age 6 she sent me off every Saturday morning to her best friend, Nancy Grant. Nancy was an enormously talented baker, chef and seamstress who taught me how to cut patterns, use a sewing machine and make my own clothes.
It was 1973 and I was 19. My then boyfriend David introduced me to his cousin Jeremy whose father was a well known Australian painter, at an opening featuring his work. Memorized by the depiction of familiar countryside I bought my very first oil painting; a 10"x8" landscape of nearby hills and trees, painted by Peter Glass.