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This is the kitchen where we talk about food, life, and recovery—a spiritual path to healing and peace.

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You are invited to keep coming back to A Cup of Kindness to share your experience, strength and hope; fears, doubts and insecurities; and to pick up information, inspiration … and have a little fun!

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In January 2007, at the age of 51, I joined a 12-step program and began my recovery from food addiction, losing 75 pounds in the process. Read more…

In January 2011, at the age of 55, I began my recovery from a multi-trauma accident, 36 fractures, damaged lungs, and post traumatic stress. Read more…

I am deeply grateful for all the kindnesses, large and small, offered to me in recovery. Here I am... alive… still making progress … still not perfect … finding a new way forward in a growing community of women and men who share a lot in common around food and life.

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Category Archives: Abstinence

Days of Awe & Reflection

  Day 1 I write these posts for the food addict who still suffers… including me. I don’t say that for your pity or admiration, but as a caution that my experience, strength and hope is tempered by food addiction. Last night I broke after a week of abstinence with what I am sure would […]

Connectivity

  I’m back into a stretch of abstinence from flour, sugar, and quantities of food and leaning into a vegan life. It feels wonderful. The food fog is lifted. Work is getting done. I’m happy and peaceful. It all began during a recent 12-step study group meeting. I had been struggling for and against abstinence […]

My brain on metaphor

Yoga Teacher Angela Farmer   Last week I was at the gym, looking in the mirror, standing on one leg with Carrie, my trainer/physical therapist, behind me, lightly holding onto my hips. As I fell out of the pose it struck me that this was a metaphor for something. I couldn’t say what that “something” […]

Quiet Time

Quiet Time is my key to a sane and useful life. I’ve known this for many years, but didn’t get a daily individual practice going until recently. In 1991, I sat in meditation for the first time. Strangely, tears welled up and coursed down my face as I sat in a group of experienced meditators at […]