Gratitude 2026

This week I am thinking about gratitude. That’s not hard for me. I was born an optimist; I always see the glass half-full. I always make lemonade from lemons — what else would you do with them? While it is certainly true that I have had my share of bad days, I’ll be the first to tell you that they have made me a better person. And they made me a better doctor, too. See what I mean? Glass half full. It’s a given. 

I had a personal laugh once when a friend send me a “positivity challenge.” As far as I’m concerned, it’s never been positivity that was the challenge. Nevertheless, there is so much for which I am grateful. Here is my very abbreviated list:

I am grateful for four little beings whose very existence feeds my soul in ways I find difficult to describe. I could not have predicted this. It amazes me that you have to live most of your life, or at least a good portion of it, before you are privileged to meet some of the most important people in your life. I am speaking, of course, about grandchildren. 

I am grateful for my family and our regular get-togethers. 

I am grateful for my friends, especially some of my oldest friends, whom I have known for many decades now. 

I had breakfast at a new place with a friend who has a gift for words, and she asked me all kinds of questions about a writing project I’ve been working on. Her questions are the very best. They help me to clarify, understand, and see things in my project that were invisible to me, and I certainly did not know to ask about them. 

I am deeply grateful to a family whose commitment to nutritious food and lovingkindness once allowed my child the rare pleasure of enjoying a bowl of sweet potato ice cream made with coconut and sunflower seed milks! 

I began a daily yoga and meditation practice in January 2016. This month I am proud to say that I have been practicing for ten years. I would never, ever have imagined the direction those first few days would take me. Days became weeks, weeks became months, months became years. And then a decade. 3650+ days. It would all have been much too much to try had I known where it would lead. But one day at a time it has taken me here nevertheless. I continue to practice. There is so much to learn. 

In 2026, I am looking forward to a number of speaking opportunities on health, wellness, mindfulness, nutritious food. I continue to believe that mindfulness is the most important pillar of wellness. 

I am most grateful for the fact that, for the first time in a great many years, I am not sleep deprived. I am done with multi-tasking, and so grateful for the realization.


Real Food is Love

It’s a new year, and I’d like to talk about why I write this blog. I want to make sure you understand how very big is the difference between real food and manufactured calories. Real food nourishes. At best, manufactured calories entertain. Manufactured calories also cause a great many serious medical problems. Like breast and colon cancer; diabetes, obesity, and arthritis; strokes and heart attacks. For starters.  Continue reading


Scoop at the Coop Returns!

About 15 years ago we built a small chicken coop in the backyard, and our first three hens, Hamburgs, were delivered to Cleveland soon after, all the way from my parents’ New Jersey farm. They were followed by a couple of Golden Buffs from a nearby farm in Middlefield, Ohio. 

We enjoyed our hens, their antics, and their eggs, and I told many stories in this blog about them in posts identified with the title “Scoop at the Coop.” After a few years, we expanded the coop to include an area with an overhang plus two long pens. With room for a few more hens, we (and friends) enjoyed an endless supply of gorgeous eggs. Continue reading


Grand Celebration

Our brand new grandson was born into our family this past week, after which my son-in-law named it “Birthday Week,” not only for the fact of his own birthday and that of his newborn son, but also because we celebrated the first birthday of the infant’s newly promoted big sister! Birthday week!! In celebration of this newly expanded family, the week basically consisted of one wonderful meal after the next, all of which reminded me of a post that I wrote once upon a time about the meals at my parents’ small farm in the Watchung Mountains of New Jersey. The years have passed, and my own parents are gone now, but all our beautiful babies have been named in memory of my mother and father, and that has been a gift of its own. Continue reading


Fourth of July Celebration (almost)!

Here’s one of my all-time favorite posts, reposted from July 4, 2010:
It’s the fourth of July today, and my sibs and I have converged on the family home for the great annual bash. On and off since yesterday evening, five strapping grandsons have been carrying cartons of beer, wine, soda, water, and iced tea up to the deck, where great drums of ice stand ready to receive them all. Continue reading