THIS MONTH IN COFFEE TALK

AUGUST 2019

WELLNESS

A new beginning is just around the corner for kids, parents, teachers, and the many people who work to keep schools up and running. It is a good time to think about wellness. Even if you are not sick, there is a good chance that you can improve your physical and spiritual fitness and endurance by making positive changes in your habits.

Words like diet, vegetarian, and vegan have acquired negative connotations in recent years. Diet, though it has many meanings, brings feelings of starvation to mind. I prefer not to tie my identity to what I choose to eat or not eat.

A month ago, I decided to cut animal products, especially those that involve cruelty and slaughter, from my meal plans. Empathy for animals was secondary to my main reason for going down this road. Someone close to me hinted that I might feel better if I stopped ingesting meat, eggs, cheese, and milk. I tried it, immediately started to feel the positive effects, did some research on the subect, and I was hooked. Renewed energy and just plain feeling good are more powerful than arguments and ideology.

I prefer the phrase whole food plant-based lifestyle because it is more than a diet and that’s the phrase that my favorite experts use. It keeps me focused. I’m feeling so good, I don’t mind what you call me, but I want to share what I am experiencing and hope you will experience similar or even better improvements in your health if you decide to try any or all of the suggestions this month’s Coffee Talk may lead you to. ¡Salud!

I Just Feel Good

Whole Food for Whole Bodies

My Illness, Myself

Curanderos, Shamans, and Plant-Based Remedies

Plant-Based Milk, Sour Cream, and Cheese

Poetry Corner: Television by Roald Dahl


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MARRIAGE

Khalil Gibran (1883-1931)

Then Almitra spoke again and said, ‘And what of Marriage, master?’ 

And he answered saying: 

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. 

You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days. 

Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. 

But let there be spaces in your togetherness, 

And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. 

Love one another but make not a bond of love: 

Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. 

Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. 

Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. 

Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, 

Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. 

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. 

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. 

And stand together, yet not too near together: 

For the pillars of the temple stand apart, 

And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow

THIS MONTH IN COFFEE TALK

MAY 2019

This is the third issue of Coffee Talk online, published monthly on the first of the month, now featuring some of the articles in Spanish as well as English. Articles from months past can be found in the Archives. Thanks for stopping by. I would love to hear from you with a like, a comment, a question or a suggestion. Happy Month of May!

BEYOND BORDERS

WHEN IS CINCO DE MAYO ANYHOW?

A PROPÓSITO, ¿CUÁNDO ES EL CINCO DE MAYO?

The evolution of Cinco de Mayo from a minor Mexican patriotic recognition of the Battle of Puebla into an out-of-control United States-Chicano-Latino drink-fest is puzzling to people who live in Mexico, where the battle took place.

JOANNA C. COOKE OPENS EYES AND HEARTS IN PUERTO MORELOS

JOANNA C. COOKE ABRE OJOS Y CORAZONES EN PUERTO MORELOS

GALLERY OF PAINTINGS BY JOANNA C. COOKE

Joanna C. Cooke believes in re-purposing discarded things to create new and beautiful objects. Originally from British Columbia, Canada, this gifted artist/ healer now makes her home and shares her skills and wisdom in Puerto Morelos, Mexico.

MY WINDOW ON THE WORLD

ACCIDENTAL MINIMALIST: NANA HAD A TINY HOUSE WHEN TINY HOUSES WERE NOT A THING

It was a tiny house in spirit and square-footage if not in style or name. The twenty-first century terms minimalism and tiny house were far in the future, but my grandmother was already living the lifestyle.

HOME COOKING

THE MAGIC OF BREAD

Baking bread is a perfect way to revive an ancient tradition on a leisurely afternoon. Here are a few recipes for small quantities of yeasty delights made from scratch and by hand–one loaf or enough rolls for a small family.

PATHS TO BETTER LIVING

FENDING OFF MOCTUZEMA AND OTHER BIOTIC AVENGERS

If it happens in the country where you live, you have an upset stomach. If you are in Mexico, it is Moctezuma’s Revenge, also known as turista.

POETRY CORNER

maggie and milly and molly and may by e. e. cummings


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POETRY CORNER

maggie and milly and molly and may

maggie and milly and molly and may

went down to the beach (to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang

so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, and

milly befriended a stranded star

whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing

which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and

may came home with a smooth round stone

as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)

it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

e. e. cummings (1894-1962)

POETRY CORNER

For this my mother wrapped me warm,
And called me home against the storm,
And coaxed my infant nights to quiet,
And gave me roughage in my diet,
And tucked me in my bed at eight,
And clipped my hair, and marked my weight,
And watched me as I sat and stood:
That I might grow to womanhood
To hear a whistle and drop my wits
And break my heart to clattering bits.

“Fulfillment” by Dorothy Parker (1893-1967)

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