GFCF Nutritious Brownies: Recipe of the Week

This is a great sneaky meal in and of itself for those who have eating issues. Complete with greens, sweet potato, eggs, rice, garbonzo bean... I feel like my daughter is eating real food when she eats these brownies.


2 Sweet Potatoes
1 large handful of Baby Spinach
½ cup Brown Sugar
3 TB Unsweetened Cocoa Powder
2 TB Earth Balance Natural Buttery Spread- original
2 tsp Pure Vanilla Extract
2 Eggs
¾ cup Brown Rice Flour
2 TB Garbonzo Bean Flour
½ tsp Baking Powder
½ tsp Kosher Salt


Preheat oven to 350. Oil a 8x10 baking pan.

Microwave sweet potato until tender and scrap out the potato.

Steam the spinach in 1/4 pure water, puree with the sweet potato until lumps are completely gone.

In large bowl combine the puree, sugar, cocoa powder, margarine, and vanilla. Whisk until smooth.

Whisk in eggs.

Add flour, baking powder, and salt into the wet ingredients.

Bake 35-40 minutes.

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Why Our Marriage Survives Parenthood and Autism

It was unusual not to see the neighbor’s daughter playing ball or with the dogs, but last night was different. There was somberness in her yard— In the wake of a marriage gone wrong, I saw her quietly eating her dinner on the back deck… alone. I silently wondered how many women across the nation where childless on this Father’s Day.

In America there is currently an overall 60% divorce rate. In a family that faces autism it is even higher— a staggering 85% rate. However, (so far) we have beaten the odds!

I say ‘so far’ because you just don’t know what life will bring you. We haven’t always expected to have the curve balls thrown at us that have come our way on this adventure called marriage… and I am sure there will be more to come. It is how we respond that will help us survive.

We were once told by a good therapist there was two key components in making a marriage work. And, Shirley was right; over the years we have learned the fine art of what has become known to us as "The Two C’s". So by the time we entered the world of parenthood, we were experts in the two things many families struggle with — Compromise and Communication.

When you become a parental unit and are faced with a disability you have no choice but to compromise and communicate. And through the practice of these two traits we have learned to stay in love. Being in love with another is a realm that you develop over time and is much different than the lust and excitement of an early childless relationship.

"Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things." 1 Corinthians 13: 4-13.

These words were read at our marriage ceremony more than 13 years ago, but when the romanticism died we needed to heed these words more than ever. I once put my name everywhere this biblical phrase said, "Love" and asked myself the following questions.

Is Susan Patient?
Is Susan Kind?
Does Susan envy or boost?
Is Susan Arrogant or Rude?
Does Susan insist on her own way?
Is Susan irritable or resentful?
Does Susan rejoice at wrong doing?
Does Susan rejoice with the truth?
Does Susan bear all things?

These answers were my gage on how I was respecting my spouse, my friends, my colleagues, and now my children. I still use this as a guide to treat others the way I want to be treated; The Golden Rule.

Over time, our mastery of Communication, Compromise, and Corinthians has served us well.

Yesterday, we were content to have an adventurous father’s day complete with an old fashioned cookout, good friends and kids running amuck; a day to celebrate alterna-dad. He seemed to enjoy the company of his best friend and his new-found family. But truth be known, we never have been big on the whole hallmark holiday thing.

We tend to have the attitude that if you do not show the person appreciation and respect throughout the year, that one special day isn’t going to make up for the difference. We need to communicate, compromise, and express love all year long to one another—especially in the difficult times.

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Happy 10th Birthday!

Do you remember the anticipation you felt on the eve of your 10th birthday? Turning double digits!! You eagerly went to bed certain you would be a completely different person upon rising... But, sleep didn’t come easy.

You lay there awake, your mind focused on that number… 10… it signified so much; perfection, coming full circle, centeredness. Although, as a blooming tween, your mind wasn’t focused on that symbolism as much as the party and being an almost teen… just 3 more years, that is 36 short months.

Girl, you rocked! You were on top of your game.

Then you woke up… you had to admit you didn’t feel much different than last night, however you did feel the surge of adrenaline pumping through you as you remembered your friends would soon be here to help greet you into the next decade of your life. You jumped out of bed to the smell of your special breakfast and your birthday was in full swing.

During my birthday breakfast the high pitched ring of the phone broke the excited chatter between me and my four siblings. My mom’s voice answered the phone; she guarded her words. Glances were darted around the room, but I seemed to be the only one who didn’t understand. When she was done with her muffled conversation she took me to my room.

What!?!? We did everything together. This was my big 10! We just talked about it last night about what we were wearing. I didn’t understand why my three cousins wouldn’t be coming. It didn’t make sense. Then she told me…

My favorite aunt, their mom, how?!?! I didn’t want to believe it. Moms don’t die. I know, she had been sick for some time, but she was going to get better. She just had to.

I don’t know how long I laid there crying. I remember feeling an incredible sense of grief and just couldn’t pull myself together. Then my sister yelled, “Perry is here!” My first guest, for my first big party, the whole class was coming. I didn’t know how I was going to get through the day, but I brushed my long blonde hair, put on my floral sundress, and headed out to the backyard.

…I still have the golden heart locket Perry gave me that year. Maybe as a treasure for my 10th birthday — from my first guest who had a hidden crush on me… or maybe as a hidden momentum for the broken heart that I endured that day. At ten I was sure I was all that, but somehow my aunt’s death seemed to snap me back to reality.

30 years later, as I prepared for my own daughter’s 10th celebration, I was determined to have it be a memory she, too, would never forget. Only this memory would be one of joy, laughter, and friendship. I know we cannot control the unforeseen, but I would do the best to protect her from the pain I endured on my 10th birthday. She was to feel like she was on top of the world for the whole day.

“Double digits, double the fun! Pick out your two favorite activities and that is what we are doing.”

So, on Saturday afternoon (with friends in tow) we headed to the horse barn. Most of the kids had never been on a horse before; the amazement in their eyes was enough to tell me that this was a moment being embedded in their youthful memories. The laughter flowed from them as they fed the horses carrots and apples. (This was way cooler than any commercialized birthday party.)

When I finished gathering the backpacks scattered by the arena, I turned to find the kids on the tractor bed bailing hay. They were working, but they didn’t know it… amazing!

Later they splashed in the pool; foreign squeals filled the farm air. After a splashing game of Marco-Polo, we headed back to the house for ice cream, cake, hot dogs and, of course, presents. She received gifts that were meaningful to her; a dinosaur shadow box was among her favorite along with art supplies and stuffed animals. I silently wondered if one would end up on the bottom of her hope chest, like my gold heart from Perry.

I felt a sense of accomplishment as I nestled down for the night; my thoughts swirling around the new generation full of stars in their eyes.

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GFCF Garlicky White Bean Penne Pasta: Recipe of the Week

8 ounce Rice Penne Pasta
2 TB Earth Balance Natural Buttery Spread- original
2TB Finely Chopped White Onion
2 TB Minced Garlic
½ teaspoon Pure Kosher Salt
½ Cracked Black Pepper
¼ cup Blue Diamond Natural Almond Breeze- Original
3 TB Galaxy Nutritional Foods Vegan Grated Topping Parmesan Flavor
1 can Northern White Beans
1 Cup Baby Spinach

Cook Pasta according to package, drain, rinse, and set aside.

Melt Buttery Spread in a large skillet. Add onion, garlic, salt and pepper; cook on low heat until onions are caramelized. Whisk almond milk and grated parmesan into the onions until incorporated. Add the beans, pasta, and spinach.

Serve as is or with grilled chicken or shrimp.

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Ohio Votes For Autism Inclusion: Coverage for ASD!

I was running errands yesterday afternoon listening to talk radio… something I like to do when the kids aren’t in the car with me. It tends to help me understand both sides of political agendas, so I can draw conclusions that are not based purely on political affiliation but on substance; and this day was no different.

So as I neared the post office, I was listening to one man’s opinion, and a strong one at that, about how wrong Obama is with his Health Care Reform stance. He was making good arguments, but the chatter in my head pleaded for someone to recognize that regardless of what we did about Health Care Reform, we had to do something. What we are doing isn’t working, am I not the only one who sees this?

I had fuel added to my fire about the insurance game when my daughter, whom is diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder, had a claim denied when she was 3 years old. She wasn’t speaking at all at the time and her medical doctor kept saying, “Well, some kids just don’t talk until they are 6.” But, I kept pleading something is wrong. She won’t even look at me when I call her name, she doesn’t budge when we make loud noises behind her, something is wrong with my baby… please do something, help her!

After a lot of persistence, we got doctor orders to rule out hearing loss as the first step. I was relieved and anxious that we would finally see if this was the culprit for her unresponsiveness and lack of speech. The tests came back negative and she was labeled with the diagnosis of “Speech Delay”. Whew, we were relieved that it wasn’t hearing loss, but...

The insurance company said they would not pay for the tests based on the diagnosis. I tried to calmly explain that we thought she was deaf and we were trying to rule that out… I think that was the first time I truly experienced rage. Here I had this non-verbal 3 year old who was non-responsive to noise, and I was being told it was not medically necessary to check her hearing. The insurance rep even told me that if she had had speech previously and lost it, they would have paid for the testing. See, insurance companies will pay for rehabilitative services, but not habilitative services.

This was insane! I just wanted to help my child, and even though I paid my high premiums each and every month, they weren’t going to help my little girl. Didn’t they understand that the quicker she got help, the less it would cost down the road?

But, yesterday during a commercial break, I started to whoop and holler. I am sure the old woman in the car next to me thought I belonged to the Looney Bin, but I couldn’t contain myself. I was animated, excited, and wanted to express myself.


“I just don’t understand how they get away with it. Why does the law let health insurance companies discriminate against children with autism?”


I couldn’t believe my ears… OH MY GOOD GOD had listened to my pleas!!


“Families are going broke paying for medical services their children desperately need.Cancer is covered. Diabetes is covered. But not autism – even though autism has become more common than most childhood ailments combined.”


Disbelief, Adrenaline, Hope burst through my essence… Something I have personally ranting on about for the past three years was on conservative radio for everyone to hear. This was a monumental moment and I was praising God as I heard the words sponsored by Autism Speaks encouraging Ohioans to call Ohio House Speaker Armond Budish to advocate for our children.


“Speaker of the House Armond Budish has led the effort to end the terrible discrimination against people with autism. The Speaker hopes to leave a legacy of care for all of those who suffer with autism.”


Our children ARE discriminated against, and it is about time the world knew about it!!


“Please call Speaker Budish today and express your support as he defends his autism insurance reform provision in the budget negotiations with the Senate. Call Speaker Budish at (800) 282-0253… that’s (800) 282-0253.”


I called my husband before the commercial was over; he thought we had won the lotto by the way I greeted him. You know, I would take this bill passing over the lotto any day. Money is controlled by those with political power, but my daughter getting the care she needs, the care she deserves has far more value.

Sometimes, I feel disbelief that this is even a topic of negotiation; 1 out of 150 children experience ASD and we have to negotiate whether or not the treatments that run in the tens of thousands, the tests that have comparable price tags, are in the state budget?

“Now is the critical moment for the people of Ohio to speak up in support of individuals with autism and their families,” said Elizabeth Emken, Autism Speaks Vice President of Government Relations. “We urge all Ohioans to call Speaker Budish, a true champion for the autism community, and voice their support for his effort to end insurers’ blatant discrimination against children with autism. Ohio is closer than ever before to joining the growing number of states that have passed legislation serving to right this terrible wrong.”

Don’t hesitate call Speaker Budish today (800) 282-0253!!

Summary of Ohio Autism Insurance Reform Bill:

House Bill 8 - Sponsored by Representative Ted Celeste (D-24) and Representative Nancy Garland (D-20).

Requires private health insurance companies to provide coverage for the diagnosis and treatment of autism spectrum disorder.

Coverage of treatments will be provided when prescribed, provided, or ordered for an individual diagnosed with autism by a licensed physician or a licensed psychologist who determines the care to be medically necessary.

The bill includes coverage of the following treatments: Diagnosis, Habilitative or rehabilitative care, Pharmacy care, Psychiatric care, Psychological care, Therapeutic care, counseling services, and Applied Behavior Analysis (ABA).

The bill defines "medically necessary" as a services that is based upon evidence; is prescribed, provided, or ordered by a health care professional licensed or certified under Ohio law to prescribe, provide or order autism-related services in accordance with accepted standards of practice; and will or is reasonably expected to do any of the following: prevent the onset of an illness, condition, injury, or disability; reduce or ameliorate the physical, mental, or developmental effects of an illness, condition, injury, or disability; or assist to achieve or maintain maximum functional capacity in performing daily activities, taking into account both the functional capacity of the individual and the functional capacities that are appropriate for individuals of the same age.

The bill applies only to fully-funded individual and group health plans and multi employer welfare arrangements governed by state law.

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My Opposition To The Ice Cream Truck

It wasn’t long after becoming a mother that I decided that the ice cream truck was something to be avoided. But of course, ten years ago my reasoning was different than the motivation of today.

Back then I couldn’t comprehend, (well, I still can’t comprehend this one) how it seemed to be a good idea to have a complete stranger driving through neighborhoods with tantalizing music trying to lure children to his truck with treats. This concept went against the very grain I try to teach my children.

We do not approach strangers.

We do not accept candy or treats from strangers.

We do not walk up to a vehicle of a stranger.

Just yesterday we were driving through a neighborhood and my oldest daughter said with contempt in her voice, “What is that?!?!” Her dad tried to explain that someone had taken their personal black van and put stickers on it, wired speakers to the roof, and was portraying himself as the ice cream truck. Her face expression was all we needed as a cue that she understood that this was not deemed appropriate.

Now of course, he did not have the window on the side of his van, but he left the sliding door open and was leaning out the door taking orders. I couldn’t believe parents were permitting their children to approach this vehicle! Now, I only remember one news story about child abduction and the ice cream truck, but I presume that is one story too many.

The music that permeates from these vehicles turn our children into screaming tyrants demonstrating the Pavlov wasn’t wrong about his theory of conditioning. However, I successfully convinced my first born that this was a music truck bringing us joy to our ears. I also was able to explain to her that it was never okay to approach strangers in this type of vehicle or any vehicle to that matter.

For six beautiful years, each and every summer she would inform me that the music truck was coming through the neighborhood. But, she didn’t go running to my purse, begging me for some unforeseen treat. Instead, we would sit on the couch and hum the familiar tune.

It was her sixth summer when a neighbor kid let the cat out of the bag. She wasn’t mad though, but curiosity did get the best of her… so we begrudgingly went on our first ice cream truck adventure. After a couple of bites, she retorted, “This doesn’t taste very good.”

YES!

She was saved by her own common sense. So we went through the next several years with no interest from the music turned ice cream truck.

That was until this past weekend when the mother next door came running over to our house to get her child. Then she, too, apparently conditioned by the Pavlovian “It’s A Small World After All…” music, went running down the street flagging this truck to stop in front of our house.

My husband just looked at me as I shrugged my shoulders… I decided in order to not look like the hysterical mother of the neighborhood to invite my children to meet the neighbor’s at the foot of our drive way. However, up until this moment my now youngest did not even give a notice to this truck.

After 5 minutes of rude grunts and groans from the woman and man in the back of the van (we were obviously taking too much of their precious time), the kids had decided— I cringed as my older daughter picked the multi-colored rainbow snow cone and her sister pointed to the ice cream sandwich.

Luckily, once the wrapper came of the over-priced ice cream sandwich, she looked at it, scrunched up her nose at the lifeless attempt of food, set it down, and retreated to the freezer to get some rice ice cream.

ANOTHER VICTORY!

But my other daughter ate the whole snow cone.

We decided to serve watermelon a little later, since watermelon is known to naturally contain high amounts of vitamin C and A as well as loads of natural carotenoid antioxidants. Antioxidants enter the body and attack free radicals, allowing the body to be cleansed.

Soon after she consumed the watermelon, she retreated to the back sun deck. I went out to see if she was okay. She looked pale, her eyes had dark circles under them, and she was clammy. I asked how she felt and she said “nauseous”.

I am sure we were seeing the body trying to rid toxic chemical levels from that snow cone that was drenched in artificial colors, dye, high fructose corn syrup and preservatives. Her body isn’t used to that non-food crap and was trying to purge it.

She never threw up, but did go to sleep and woke up feeling better. I suppose we learned that the choices of treats that mom puts in the freezer are much more compatible with the human body. Artificial crap is neither nutritious nor safe for the body!

In the future, we will resort to the freezer filled with the real food that our body’s desire and resist the conditioning of the music filling the summer air.

Lesson Learned.

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GFCF BBQ Sauce, Recipe of the Week

1 cup ketchup
¼ cup water
1/8 cup balsamic vinegar
½ cup brown sugar
3 TB olive oil
2 t paprika
2 t chili powder
1 t cumin
2 gloves garlic, chopped
2 t minced onion
½ t cayenne pepper
1 t ground brown mustard
1 t kosher salt
½ t black pepper
½ t ground ginger

Whisk all ingredients together in a sauce pan. Simmer on low heat.

Happy BBQ'ing!!!

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6 Steps to Achieving Our Goals Through Animal Guidance

When choosing a personal goal and the course of action, seek the wisdom of the animal kingdom.

Step 1: The Moose - Have Authority over your life; decide what is best for you and ask for it. Each individual has their own unique set of standards, desires, and experiences in which guide us on our own paths. Quiet yourself and meditate on the desired outcome and let your inner voice guide you to the optimum path that is best for you.

Step 2: The Badger – Embrace perseverance and see it through to the end. So often, it is in our human nature to start a task and stop before we reach the desire outcome. Avoid procrastination, fear based interference, and commit to the conclusion of your goal.

Step 3: The Elephant – Commit to resolve and overcome any obstacles. Some obstacles are put in our path for higher purposes; stop, close your eyes, and meditate on the desired outcome and see how this obstacle can be used to your advantage; a tool to achieving this goal.

Step 4: The Hummingbird – Experience joy and lighten up. It is in our human nature to get too serious, too focused, too overwhelmed, too something… Remember that joy and love is what fuels our creative energy.

Step 5: The Buffalo – Be Open to abundance by becoming your own provider. Do not wait for others to solve your problems or fill your dreams; be your own provider of your own destiny. Abundance is not just a monetary source; nurture yourself in all areas of your life and abundance is yours.

Step 6: The Wolf – Know that you have a guardian and the Universe will take care of you. Let go of the outcome. Recognize that life is just as it should be with higher purpose and meaning. Allow the universe to give you the precise gifts you need to achieve your goal; be willing to except the many gifts of the universe.

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My Maternal Voice Saved My Daughter's Life

Every June, as I prepare birthday invitations, I pause and offer gratitude for finding my maternal voice. This innate response saved my daughters life.... (excerpt from The Mother Consciousness)

...Then sure enough, just four days later, we were told by our obstetrician the crushing news that there was no fetus in the embryonic sac. He ordered blood work to be done and said, “We should see the hormone levels go down over the next week.” We were devastated. My dreams of becoming a mother were about to be fulfilled and then, once again, stolen from me! The days that followed were long and full of grief.

At our next appointment the obstetrician said what we had feared the most—the hormone levels had decreased by more than 3000 and that reflected a miscarriage. As if trying to comfort us he said, “Most pregnancies end this way and the parents never even knew that they were pregnant.” He continued, “This is the body’s way of getting rid of a fetus that was not healthy to begin with or malformed.”

He then lectured about doing a D&C versus allowing the body to naturally abort the pregnancy. As my husband and I looked at each other, we could tell this was a routine lecture he had given to many patients before us.

[Somewhere in the depths of my existence I had my first maternal instinct whisper to me, “What if he is wrong?” This split second thought would change my life forever!]

It was in that moment that I had found myself outwardly questioning the authority that I had blindly accepted as my truth the first two decades of my life. It was in this flash of time that I considered that this doctor and his tests could be wrong. With my husband at my side, I sheepishly said, “What if you’re wrong?”

Quick glances were exchanged between the doctor and the nurse, “Mrs. Richardson, I know this must be difficult…” He talked about being a Christian and how he would never recommend a D&C without just cause. There he stood telling us about his stance on abortion and how he would not recommend this procedure unless he was absolutely 100 percent certain that the pregnancy had already been terminated.

[Could the ancestral mothers have been listening to my silent cries for a miracle? Did I feel their wisdom in my cells or hear them in the recess of my mind?]

My husband supported my outward questioning of this doctor’s authority by firmly requesting another ultrasound. As they begrudgingly prepared for the procedure, I laid there, once again in the cold blue crinkled paper gown, in profound silence. I held my breath as we stared at the screen. My husband stood by my side caressing my hand. Minutes seemed to be suspended in time.

Then suddenly, there was a rhythmic movement in the middle of the screen within the very sac that just a week ago appeared empty. Stunned—we watched our daughter’s heart beat for the first time. Again, more quick glances were passed around the room as I let go of my breath. The doctor quickly said, “I guess I will see you in a month.” He abruptly left the room with no apology or explanation regarding the agonizing experience we had just painstakingly endured.

(My Daughter will celebrate her 10th birthday next weekend! Happy Birthday Angel-Girl!)

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Energy Healing With Cynthia

Dear Cynthia,

I wanted to personally thank you for your willingness to participate in our efforts to reverse our daughter’s diagnosis of autism. What follows is my testimony to some of the observations that I have witnessed over the past 4 weeks, including her baseline prior to our healing sessions.

Sahara is a 4 ½ year old girl who has exhibited marked developmental delays in the physical, social, and cognitive abilities. She was formally diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder this past fall, with symptoms presenting themselves around 5 months of age. We understand the spectrum encompasses a wide range of behaviors, but never really felt that she fit the classic autism etiology. We have sought mainstream and alternative means in addressing her symptoms, with slow steady progression. Some therapies have included speech, occupational therapy, chiropractic care, parent facilitated floor-time, specialized diets, and picture exchange communication systems.

At the time of contacting you Sahara spoke in mostly one word expressions and had memorized rote phrases. Sahara ate non-food items like toilet paper, paper and string. She had a limited source of food in which she readily consumed and seemed to benefit from the gluten free, casein free diet. We just found out that she had a chromosome deletion on 4q.13.1 which was reported as a silent gene by the neurologist, but the internet was full of correlation with this deletion and speech delays and autism. Believing in the power of prayer and intention, we consciously decided that it was possible for this chromosome deletion to heal and be complete.

That is what prompted us to contact you. We set specific goals and intentions for our daughter’s healing focusing on perfect DNA and chromosomal structures, improved socialization and interactions with others including speaking in English at an age appropriate (or better) manner, improved fine motor skills at age appropriate (or better) level, digesting and assimilating food easily and naturally while choosing nutritious food items to eat and ignoring non-food items, recognizing them as inedible.

During the weeks that we worked together on these set goals, we observed improvements weekly in most of these areas. After the first session, we noticed that Sahara’s vocabulary not only increased, but she seemed to be able to use more phrases as well. She almost immediately started to have more receptive language. For instance, on one occasion she said, “Mommy look, come on this way.”

Just two weeks into our sessions she went to the kitchen, opened the freezer, and said, ‘Where are you?’ (A memorized route phrase she has consistently used). But, she closed the door and went to her picture communication board and pointed to the picture for ‘shopping’. I asked her “You want me to go shopping?” And she replied, “Yes, ice cream.”

WOW… she was able to communicate that she wanted ice cream and that I needed to go to the grocery store to get it for her. Although she has been able to request certain activities or items through the picture communication or by using one word statements, I was amazed that she was able to formally tell me to go shopping and get the ice cream!

During these past few weeks Sahara has shown a greater interest in the people around her, including peers. She seemed to want to join in on activities rather than parallel play. She also initiated interactions more readily. One example of this would be when her father, sister, and I were sitting at the kitchen table. Sahara came over and thoughtfully said, ‘circle’ and initiated a fun game of ‘Ring around the Rosie’. It was an awesome family moment initiated by Sahara.

Sahara’s fine motor skills have improved as well. Just yesterday she wrote her name free-hand and put all the letters in the proper position. She also was able to make a good circle and triangle. Although, her square had rounded corners, it was the best one I’ve seen.

There was one week after we concentrated on her eating issues that Sahara seemed to eat a larger variety of foods. And although that included dairy products, she continued to progress in all other areas. This past week, however, she seems to have reverted to what we call ‘fasting’ and continued to consume non-food items and refused to eat foods based on texture and familiarity. Our hope is that her body will heal enough that she will be able to consume a healthy variety of foods including GFCF foods without regression.

The most impactful experience of this process was during our first session when you had me go back to the womb and speak with her when she was just a zygote. Beyond resetting the intention for perfect creation and replication of her cells, I recognize the impact of this experience on my participation in her healing process.

As a mother of a child with a disability you inevitably go through the stages of grief. I recognize that I have held onto some enormous feelings of self-blame and guilt about what I did or didn’t do during her pregnancy that could have or not have contributed to her delays. However, going back into my uterus, and facing her (as she was replicating) was so powerful!

I found myself apologizing for specific circumstances I was faced with during her early pregnancy. I found myself blessing her and shielding her with pure light. I was, then, able to release and relinquish the many unfounded feelings of guilt. I felt a complete shift in my essence after that session and a sense of relief that she could energetically, physically, and emotionally be just as she should be in this moment.

I think this session set the stage for a beautiful opportunity for healing. I have over the past few weeks been able to reframe my reactions during frustrating situations and hold a more peaceful image of the desired, appropriate behavior. I have also noticed that I have been able to formulate new avenues towards addressing her issues and have become more creative in implementing situations that foster growth.

I thank you for this wonderful opportunity to create a sound healing opportunity for my daughter while honoring her essense. I feel that the work we have done has cleared many energy patterns that will allow for other therapies and healing modalities to be more effective.

I, without hesitation, highly recommend your work for any individual and family experiencing autism spectrum disorder or related syndromes.
Click here to contact Cynthia.

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It’s June!

June brings an explosion of festivities; the kids are out of school, summer greets graduates who are preparing for their next adventure, June brides have their marriages commenced, expectant mothers are pampered with baby showers, and father’s honored with a day of rest and relaxation.

June is referred to as the “door of the year”; a gateway to transformation. All of life assembles to create new opportunities and abundance. Not only do people experience colossal changes, but the earth as well; vegetation thickens, trees stand tall, and the sky glistens above.

June the month of many things:

Adopt a shelter-cat month
Children’s awareness month
Fireworks safety month
Gay & lesbian pride month
International men’s month
People skills month
Perennial gardening month
Accordion awareness month
Rose month
Rebuild your life month
Student safety month
Vision research month
Bless-a-Child month
Dairy month
Skin cancer awareness month
Entrepreneurs marketing month
Turkey lover’s month

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GFCF Breakfast Frittata; Recipe of the Week

2 t of Olive Oil
1 cup Frozen Corn
1 Medium Zucchini, Diced
½ Red Onion, Diced
1 t Dried Basil
1 t Minced Garlic
Kosher Salt and Cracked Black Pepper to taste
Vegan Gourmet Cheese Alternative- Cheddar
6-8 Free Range Eggs
¼ cup Blue Diamond Natural Almond Breeze- Original


Combine all ingredients except the eggs and milk substitute in a skillet; cook on low heat.

Whisk 6-8 eggs with milk and pour into the pan with the veggies. Cook on low until it starts to set. Transfer to an oiled baking dish. Bake on 350 for 20 minutes or until desired doneness; top with cheddar cheese substitute.

Additional ideas:

Play with the veggie combination... we add mushrooms, salsa, spinach, or any fresh veggies we have on hand.

Add your favorite breakfast meat to the dish.

Serve with Corn Tortilla's for a breakfast buritto.

Top with Tofutti Better Than Sour Cream.

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