The Yoga of Eating
A Regular Guy I grew up in a home where we didn't ask many questions. It wasn't so much that we had a total trust in others, as it was that we relinquished power to them. Even in my senior year at college, when the war in Vietnam was escalating and many students were protesting, I believed it unpatriotic to rail against the government. It was 1968 and I had never read the ingredients list on a single packaged food, nor did I know anyone who wasn't eating red meat. I was a big
Awake, AWARE
Remember the "good old days" in the previous century? You know, the '50s and '60s. Life was rather simple then. For instance, everything you didn't want that came into the house went into the trash. Once a week, along came the garbage truck and took it away. Out of sight, out of mind. and we took delight in a clean and tidy house. So what has changed? For some, not much. Life goes on as it always has and the garbage is still picked up every week. For others, garbage has ta
