Living the WELL Life



If There’s One Thing I’ve Learned...It’s That You Can’t Avoid A Void. - by Jami Appenzeller

How do you make yourself whole and stay FIT on the inside? What’s deep, piercing, omnipresent, unshakable and invisible? Sadly, for many, the answer to this riddle is a hole in the heart.  Read more


New Year's Resolutions... Who needs 'Em?!?! - by Jami Appenzeller

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Vegan is not a dirty word. - by Jami Appenzeller

Your journey to total wellness is waiting - take baby steps!  To some people the word vegetable, (let alone the word vegan), is rarely uttered these days.  So a vegan lifestyle is not one that’s so readily embraced.  Read more


Wine is food, eat with awareness. - by Steve Rockstein

“It’s made by fermenting grapes” my friend Craig once told me, rummaging through his ‘fridge for the right bottle, “and grapes are food.  Wine is not distilled like whiskey or vodka. Therefore it is food!”  Read more


Christmas Stew

Okay.  I know I’ve written a cookbook and just co-wrote another one, but I’m not really a cook… I mean, I can put good vibes into food, and I  have a decent understanding of the energy of foods, but I’m not sitting around thinking up new recipes every day.  Which makes it THAT MUCH MORE exciting when I do think up an original.  YAHOOOOOO! I’m not a total idiot!!!!  Read more


Vacationing 101 - by Jessica Porter

To tell the truth, my life is already half-vacation.  As a self-employed person, I pretty much make my own rules, and as a hypnotherapist, I have a tendency to go DEEP into relaxation, especially at work!  But this semi-retirement has a flipside; while my regular life might seem relaxed to many, I don’t really know how to take vacations.  I think I feel a little guilty about living a cushy life, so I don’t know how to unplug completely.  The iphone is always at the ready, emails flying and my on/off button is rarely entirely off.  So it was with great pleasure that I invited a friend from New York out to California to take HIS vacation, thinking I might pick up a thing or two about diving into the vacay.   Read more


Let's Talk Turkey - by Jessica Porter

It's that time of year again to start talking Tofu Turkey.  I know it's a little early but before you know it, you will be faced with just how plant-based you've become in a flesh-eating world.  Speaking of which, how totally weird is it that the President "pardons" a turkey?  Like, the turkey committed the crime of ...being a turkey, and needs the freaking President of the Free World to unshackle its feathered chains of shame.  I guess this act of twisted redemption somehow confuses the rest of us enough to unshackle us from the unconscious chains of shame we have about  killing and eating oh, 45 million of the guilty little bastards on just one day.  Read more


The Accidental Detox - by Steve Rockstein

The decision to detox, like most important decisions, is a deeply personal one, often mulled over for months.   The concept begins to gel when you notice the toll that our post-modern lifestyle takes, gradually diminishing the body and spirit of that near-perfect person born so long ago.  And once the decision to detox is made, a method must be chosen.  Many have turned to macrobiotics, with its proven track record of disease reversal.  And this is a great option.  But it takes time.  Months.  Years.  And if you are a foodie like me, with an inspired palate, it’s a tough diet to stick with forever.  After five-years of macrobiotics, perhaps the cleanest diet on the planet, the old toxic temptations (coffee, wine, cheese) began to creep back into my life.  Sure, I always bought organic coffee and natural cheeses; that’s how I justified my indulgences, but organic or not, it was still caffeine, alcohol and dairy that I began to dump in my body again.  With time, my energy level waned.  My spirit struggled.  I knew it was time to detox, again.  This time I turned to juicing, accidentally.  Read more


Holiday Bread - by Steve Rockstein

I remember the first time.  I was just a kid.  My sister and I were stuck in the back of Dad’s ’46 Chrysler sedan.  With no seatbelts, the cavernous gray velvet interior became our mobile play space during a two-week road-trip through New York State’s Finger Lake region.   Dad loved to drive.  It was the ’50s after all, and ‘hitting the open road’ and ‘getting your kicks on Route 66’… was the BIG thing.  For me, it was mostly a bore, an endless succession of chrome dinners, lakefront cabins and Bates Motels.  Read more


Autumn Feasting

Autumn seems to be synonymous with reflection.  As the days shorten and the air cools, we turn our attention indoors…and inward.  Without bright, shining days, sunshine and outdoor activities to distract us, we find the time to pause and ponder.   Read more



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