I stayed with a friend recently and we decided to make some apple pancakes together for breakfast. I was given the task of grating an apple. I was feeling a bit tired but very hungry, so I threw myself into my role as chief apple grater and attempted to grate the apple as fast as I could.
After about 30 seconds, apple seemed to be flying all over the kitchen. I felt like I would lose the skin on my knuckles at any moment; I was getting nowhere, my friend was laughing her head off and I felt frustrated and defensive. I was trying so hard to get this job done and it was tough. Continue reading “A Lesson in Grating an Apple”
by Anne Malatt, Australia
I have always loved to treat myself, to reward myself for working hard, to give myself something to make up for what I felt I was lacking, to substitute for love.
What were these treats?
- When I was little, they were sweets. We were allowed one ice cream every Sunday morning, and that was our weekly treat. That was my religion – I looked forward to and savoured that moment of the week!
- On birthdays, we had parties with sweet treats – fairy bread, blancmange, cake. I used to save some of my birthday cake to have for breakfast the next day – it was my favourite part of my birthday – a sweet treat to make up for the fact that it was no longer my special day.
- As I grew older, the nature of the sugar changed – tiramisu, pavlova, champagne, chocolate, liqueurs – but in essence it remained the same.
Why the need for these treats? Continue reading “I Treat Myself With Love”
Yesterday morning I decided to have a completely different approach to breakfast. I decided to have a breakfast date with my 7 year old daughter.
This decision stemmed from me asking myself the following questions…
1. “Why can’t the care and enjoyment of a meal always be like a date?”. We seem to put that extra effort and care in when we prepare for a date, or are out on a date, from the food prep, setting the table, our dress etc. I find that the meal and company feels special because of this care and effort. Continue reading “Carrot Soup for Two – a Breakfast Date with my 7 year old”
by JJ, Australia
‘For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, in their eagerness to get rich, have wandered away from the faith and caused themselves a lot of pain.’ [1 Timothy 6:10 – International Standard Version ©2008]
Whether or not you read the Bible or have a religious affiliation, the phrase ‘Money is the root of all evil’ is no doubt a familiar one – and one most of us have heard.
How true does this stand when it comes to pharmaceutical companies, industry, the media and big business? History has shown us that companies with vested interests or investors’ money riding on the profits the company makes, look out for the money, and not for the true well-being of their fellow human beings. Wide ranging publicity is always given to medical discoveries when there are profits to be made, yet if the discovery is about simple changes people can make for themselves to enjoy better health (with no monetary profits involved for big business), there will be no fanfare and the general public usually doesn’t get to hear about it. Continue reading “Wheat & Dairy: Big Business for the Love of Money”
by Kate Maroney, Melbourne, Australia
For the first time in more years than I can remember, I feel like I am free to choose the life that I want.
Up until recently, I had a problem with sugar. It wouldn’t be exaggerating to say that I was addicted to sugar. I was preoccupied throughout the day with when and how I was next going to be able to eat chocolate, cake, biscuits etc. If I wasn’t thinking about when I would next be able to eat one of these things, I was preoccupied with how much I hated the cycle that I was in. Every time I ate something containing sugar I told myself it would be the last time. That this one would ‘fill up’ the emptiness that I sought relief from and I could move on… but each chocolate, biscuit or cake I ate only made me want more… and more… and more. I actually can’t remember when this cycle started, but it went on for at least 12 years. Continue reading “My Road to Freedom”
by Urs Fuchs, Musician, Rösrath, Germany (English 2nd Language)
Winter 2005 I began with important decisions: to change my life and to listen more to my body! I was sitting in front of a cup of cafe latte and a piece of cake and I had heart burn (Sodbrennen).
My stomach was in pain and I tasted the coffee with milk and felt: this is tasting terrible, then I tried the cake… just extremely sweet. The feeling in my body was very dull and heavy! And I asked myself: do you want to feel so bad any longer? From that moment I decided not to have milk and cake anymore. After this decision and a few days later the pain in my stomach was gone and I never had it again. Continue reading “My Life After Serge Benhayon’s Presentation Only Confirmed And Refined What I Had Connected To Before”