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ONE RASPBERRY

Gerda Weissmann Klein was confined to a Nazi Concentration Camp during World War II where her entire family was killed. Crushed by the nightmare that had suddenly enveloped her childhood, she began to suffer a deep depression that was robbing her of her will to live. 

 "Ilse, a childhood friend of mine, once found a raspberry in the concentration camp and carried it in her pocket all day to present to me that night on a leaf. Imagine a world in which your entire possession is one raspberry and you give it to your friend."

FOSTER CARE TO PROSTITUTION PIPELINE

What? Let me read this again; Foster Care to Prostitution Pipeline. I thought that's what it said. What is happening in our society?  Is there no end to how we will abuse the most vulnerable among us? 

 I recently caught this "pipeline" headline on a CBS broadcast in Denver...

 "State lawmakers say too many children in the child welfare system are disappearing for weeks at a time without anyone looking for them. They also say most of the children rescued from sex trafficking are in the foster system...

WHERE THE HECK DID OSTIEPOK CHEESE COME FROM?

I’ve always been fascinated by food and how ancient humans figured out what to eat. Who was the homosapien to discover baking bread, for example? I mean, some primitive didn’t just find a piece of white bread lying on the ground around Stonehenge and bend over to give it a taste. Somebody had to do a lot of research before coming up with a loaf of bread. How did the first baker figure out that the little kernels at the top of a wheat stalk could turn into a loaf of bread? 

THE JOURNEY OF THE HONEY CAKE

“You know I know these things,” my babička began when I called her at her home in Prague last Thursday. “For politics you call Westminster; for marital advice, maybe your Vicar. You probably call your Solicitor when you make one of your big deals. But, maličká, for baking, you call babička.” 

 As you probably already know from my Christmas blog, when it comes to baking, my babička can be quite expansive. She got right down to business.

WILL WINTER NEVER END ?

Londoners, who have endured yet another dark, dank, chill, sloppy winter, will wake up on the Sunday following the full moon after the March equinox with a sense of anticipation and renewal. They will peak from under their downy covers only to see that dawn has awakened and the streetlights have already winked off. They will realise in the deepest part of their soul that they will not have to use their car headlights to drive to work. They will notice that the smell of the city has suddenly been washed away and replaced with the slight scent of nature. The joyful anticipation of soon retiring both galoshes and Macintosh will bubble up in their mind. Oh my God...it's Easter Sunday!

 

ST. NICHOLAS DAY December 6th

In the Czech Republic and Slovakia, the Christmas season begins on December 5th, the eve of St. Nicholas Day. The modern myth here in the UK of Santa Claus coming down the chimney on Christmas Eve, December 24th, has evolved from traditions surrounding the real St. Nicholas, the Bishop of Myra, who died AD 343. The anniversary of his death, December 6th, became a day of celebration in Eastern Europe and, eventually, throughout the Christian world.

BLOG ARTICLE: IS THIS YOU?

Waking STRESS + Weight STRESS + Children STRESS + Spouse STRESS + Commuting STRESS + Office STRESS + Boss STRESS + Social STRESS + Financial STRESS =
BED-TIME STRESS LEVEL!

  • Are you a young urban professional living and working in London? Does the description above resemble you?
  • High levels of constant stress and the resulting physical and psychic disorders are London's modern epidemic.
  • "Why is this happening to me and how can I cure myself?" This is the question so many of you are asking.

THE MEDICAL COMMUNITY HAS ISOLATED THE CAUSE