Today I will let you in on one of my little secrets. When life weighs heavy on my spirit, I travel to a hilltop in France, in my imagination. When I close my eyes I can actually smell the scent of lavender and rosemary in
Continue ReadingRecipes from Mom "No mean woman can cook well, for it calls for a light head, a generous spirit, and a large heart." Paul Gauguin This is the forward elegantly written in my mother's hand inside the soft chocolate leather bound book of family recipes. They are
Continue ReadingI have to admit I am more gypsy than monk when it comes to the practice of prayer. I have been known to kneel, light a candle, anoint with holy water, read the psalms, finger the rosary, recite the Lord’s Prayer, walk in the woods
Continue ReadingI am not sure how I won the title Salad Queen. Over the years my friends and family have taken a special liking to the way I spontaneously create salads. I wish I could say I have a set recipe but I can honestly tell you
Continue ReadingIn my soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church where I kneel. Prayers should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist. In my soul there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church that dissolves, that dissolves in God.
Continue ReadingI have a long list of people that I would like to invite to take a walk through nature with me, preferably on the serpentine path that circles Radnor Lake here in Nashville, or beside the twinkling aspen trees that border the Snake River in
Continue ReadingFollowing is an excerpt from The Prophet by Kahil Gibran: Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow." And the prophet answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
Continue ReadingA croissant, a baguette with cheese and olive oil, an oatmeal chocolate chip cookie; these are the staples of my diet. A boulangerie in Paris is Mecca for me! And yet these are treats that one of my very best friends can no longer enjoy
Continue ReadingMany words have become pedestrian and shamelessly over-used in our culture. I vividly remember my Sr. High English teacher, Mr. Pell, quite a character I might add, who would jump up on the desks in an elaborate, frenzied state every time one of his students
Continue ReadingWelcome to the launch of BreadandHoneyblog.net! First, I would like to thank all of you for joining me on this journey, rather a spiritual pilgrimage to discover more of the sacred in life. Each stepping stone or blog post is my humble attempt to move
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