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

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!

My story
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.

I hope you'll join me in this kitchen and let me know what's cooking with you.

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Category Archives: Nature

The rough places smooth

My unconscious was waving at me in recent weeks… through my dreams and other signs. Something hidden in the dark wanted to be revealed. Love was looking for a way. I did what I could to ignore the messages… You can imagine what happened.

The veil is lifting

The prospect of this surgery is motivating me to grow both more resilient and more tender; to receive life directly without interpretation; to lift the veil of my conditioning.

My G-d

  Day 53 of continuing recovery My experience of G-d is goodness. Where there is kindness I sense a Divine Presence. It’s beautiful. I find myself happy and free from fear. I feel connected to a flawless energy of unconditional love. It was Grace that introduced me to my 12-step program for food addiction. Sponsors […]

Day 13 of continuing recovery

  The Summer Day by Mary Oliver Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean— the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth […]