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“People on the autism spectrum don’t think the same way you do. In my life, people who made a difference were those who didn’t see labels, who believed in building on what was there. These were people who didn’t try to drag me into their …read more
Last Christmas, my sister gave my eldest son a book by Adam Grant called Originals: How Non-Conformists Move the World. When we all buckled down for our New Year’s cross country trek to New Mexico, Phil carved out a seat in the back of the …read more
What does Non-GMO mean? Non–GMO means non-genetically modified organisms. GMOs (genetically modified organisms), are novel organisms created in a laboratory using genetic modification/engineering techniques.
We’re just coming out of the Specialty Food Association 3 day Winter Fancy Food Show in San Francisco. A great show for us, and the highlight had to be when Meg received her Leadership Award from the Association. The recognition drew folks to our booth who …read more
Discipline & Joy “Discipline in its highest notion is not punishment or self-punishment. It is rather something seminal to the self. It is our foundation. It is our architecture. It gives us structure. It allows us to steer our energies and pull our wagon.” -Noah …read more
My December musings are generally about finding a little Zen in your life at the holidays, so this year I’m sharing how you can put a little Zen in your holiday shopping.
This week we are delighted to host a guest blog post written by Leeatt Rothschild of Packed with Purpose, our partners who put together our holiday gift offering.
My sister turned 66 on September 15th. It’s the time of her life when accumulating memories far outweigh accumulating possessions. So last Christmas I gave her a book and map on Route 66, and the gift of time to join her on a road trip …read more
When my children were young, I can remember being all crunched up on the grass as we observed ants carefully transporting their food and the times we drew elaborate underwater scenes on our driveway. We had carefree hours carving out pumpkins before Halloween. We built forts in …read more
Two years ago, as I sat in a weepy funk after dropping my middle child off for his freshman year of college, my husband asked me, “Why the tears? Are you worried, sad, or just feeling an overall melancholy?” I said, “a bit of all …read more
People often remark at the amazing partnership Jane and I have forged over the past five years. They ask us, “What’s your secret?” It’s fairly simple.
