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Alfredo Sauce with Zucchini “Noodles”

1/2 cup butter
1 cup cream
1 cup white cheese
1/4 teaspoon sea salt
1 teaspoon garlic
1 teaspoon black pepper
4-6 small-medium zucchinis, peeled and spiralized into “noodles”

Heat all ingredients (except zucchini “noodles”) in pan on stovetop until melted. Remove from heat and stir in zucchini “noodles”. Enjoy!

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Broccoli Cauliflower “Rice”

1/4 cup butter or lard
1 onion, chopped
1 cup bone broth
32 ounces broccoli and cauliflower, “riced”
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon cumin
1 teaspoon garlic powder
1 teaspoon black pepper
1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
2 cups cheese

Sauté onion in butter or lard until cooked. Add broth, “riced” broccoli and cauliflower, spices, and cheese until heated. Enjoy!

Tip: To rice broccoli and cauliflower, pulse in food processor a few times until the size of rice.

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Coconut Flour Crackers

1 cup coconut flour
4 eggs
¼ cup butter, lard, or tallow
3 cups shredded cheese
¼ teaspoon sea salt
¼ teaspoon garlic powder
¼ teaspoon oregano

Mix all ingredients in food processor or blender. On a cookie sheet, thinly roll dough between two pieces of parchment paper. Pull off the top piece of parchment. Bake at 400° F for 5-10 minutes. Cut into pieces, flip, and bake for another 5-10 minutes. Enjoy!

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Cauliflower Pizza Crust

4 cups fresh or frozen, but thawed, cauliflower
4 cups shredded cheese
½ cup butter, lard, or tallow
2 eggs
½ teaspoon sea salt
½ teaspoon garlic powder
½ teaspoon oregano

Pulse cauliflower in food processor or blender until cauliflower is the size of rice. Mix remaining ingredients with cauliflower. Spread in circles on cookie sheet lined with parchment paper. Bake at 450° F for 15-20 minutes until golden brown. Top with sauce, meat, and cheese. Enjoy!

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Peace, Purpose, and Positive Change

In April of 2014, I found myself (much to my surprise) asking a Qigong instructor, my friend Elmer, for information about reincarnation. After all, he did, in passing, solicit interest in the subject while teaching. The funny thing is that I was unaware of my interest in reincarnation or past lives, or that a year later I would be a past life regressionist, until I approached him after class. Prior to this, if you had asked me if I believed in reincarnation, I would have responded, “Um, no”.

Elmer gave me his reading list of books by Brian Weiss, Michael Newton, and others that utilize hypnosis as a means to access past lives. As I began devouring these recommendations, I also downloaded a free Kindle book promising to teach me self-hypnosis in a weekend. The e-book lived up to its claim as I quickly mastered self-hypnosis, enjoying my daily 15-20 minutes of relaxation, reflection, and intuitive counsel at the subconscious level. I experienced peace for the first time in my life. My interest in reincarnation, peaked by Elmer, morphed into a passion for hypnotherapy.


Hypnotherapy offers peace, purpose, and positive change. I know. I’ve experienced it.

In one of my past lives, I was a mentally simple male living in a one room house on the plains somewhere in Russia in the 1800’s. My father died when I was five. My mother doted on me until she died when I was 33. (Tears rolled down my face in the hypnotherapy chair at her passing.) I lived my remaining years by myself in the same one room house while working at a mill in a nearby town, finding contentment in nature and animals. I died alone at the age of 68 with my dog curled up on the bed beside me. This past life lacks flash and glam. It’s an ordinary, unnoteworthy, invisible life. It does however hold a lesson for my current life. I no longer have to be invisible. I no longer have to doubt my abilities. I’m in a body in this life without the physical and mental limitations of the Russian fellow. I’m free. (Words fail to convey the powerful emotions and transformative connections made during a past life regression.)

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” ― Marianne Williamson


Hypnotherapy frees us from that which is holding us back, whether it’s a session for smoking cessation, weight release, anxiety reduction, phobia relief, confidence building, relationship insight, womb regression, past life regression, or any other focus. Hypnotherapy opens up the world of possibilities for our lives now, liberating us so that we can follow the admonition of Thoreau.

“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you’ve imagined.”― Henry David Thoreau


My journey that started with me walking up to my Qigong instructor after class, turned inward for a personal discovery of peace and purpose, then to North Carolina to study hypnotherapy, and now, confidently in the direction of my dreams, as I guide others to experience peace, purpose, and positive change.

P.S. All hypnosis is self-hypnosis, whether guided by a hypnotherapist, a recording, or yourself. You are in control. You are the one experiencing it. Hypnosis is similar to deep meditation.

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Tale of a Past Life Regression

“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances.” – William Shakepeare

Living in the beautiful event-loving town of Winona, MN, nestled between the mighty Mississippi River and scenic bluffs, I experienced The Glass Menagerie during this summer’s Great River Shakespeare Festival. Below is a fictionalized past life regression featuring the shy and fearful Laura Wingfield of Tennessee Williams’ play to illuminate the function and flow of this time traveling hypnotherapeutic specialty.

A graphic designer in his twenties by the ironic name of Tom (a fictitious client in this fictitious story) details his anxiety and self-sabotaging tendencies to me prior to his past life regression while sitting in the relaxing and reclinable blue hypnotherapy chair in my office.

During the hypnosis induction, I ask for guidance to a past life that is most significant for him right now. (As much fun as it is to discover past lives, the insights to current life issues and purpose can be life altering.) Tom, after drifting deeper within, notices that he is in an apartment in St. Louis. The year is 1937. He is a female named Laura. (As genderless beings, souls often choose to incarnate as different genders to learn different life lessons.) Laura has a limp as a result of a childhood illness and possesses an almost paralyzing shyness.

Tom agrees that I may call him Laura as we discuss this past life. Laura lives in a fantasy world of glass figurines whose only chance at love is her brother’s coworker, Jim, who comes over for dinner. Jim, Laura’s only “gentleman caller”, happened to also be her secret high school crush. It turns out that Jim is engaged to marry someone else, dashing Laura’s hopes of a loving relationship.

I guide Tom to a later date in Laura’s life to discover that Laura lived alone, once her overbearing mother died, receiving checks in the mail from her world traveling merchant marine brother. After Laura’s peaceful death in her sleep at the age of 87, I guided Tom up out of that body to meet his spirit guide. His guide, looking like a ball of white light, took Tom to a restful healing place to reset and refresh his spirit from the life as Laura. For further healing, I asked Tom to individually look into the eyes of Laura’s mother and brother, the eyes of Jim, and finally into Laura’s eyes to send and receive insight, love, and forgiveness.

The past life regression showed Tom that he does not have to play it small anymore like he did in the lifetime as Laura. Unlike Laura, Tom has supportive parents, a great education, and plentiful opportunities. The shared imagination and creativity of both Laura and Tom serve him well as an artist. Tom left my office with a sense of renewed purpose.


“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” ― Marianne Williamson

I received an email of gratitude from Tom six months after his session. Overcoming his anxiety and procrastination, he updated his portfolio and landed a better job. He now feels free to try new things because one of the reasons he choose his current life was to chart his own course, undefined by social or familial constraints of his previous lifetime (or the pen of Tennessee Williams). Tom became the playwright of his own life.

(Hope you have enjoyed this fabricated glimpse into a past life regression. Of course, real people do not experience past lives as fictional characters. Rarely, do people experience past lives of real famous people. However, almost always, people tap into the potential and magnificence of their authentic selves.)

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Chocolate Coconut Cream Candy

7 ounce block of coconut cream
1/2 cup raw cocoa powder
1/3 cup raw honey
2 tablespoons water
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/8 teaspoon sea salt
1 cup nuts of your choice, chopped or whole

Stir first 6 ingredients in pan on stovetop over medium heat until coconut cream is melted and mixture is combined. Remove from heat. Stir in nuts. Spread mixture in 8×8 inch pan. Place in refrigerator until firm. Enjoy!

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Nacho Cheese Crackers

5 cups almond flour
3 cups shredded cheese
1 tsp sea salt
1 tsp cumin
1 tsp cayenne
1/3 cup water

Mix all ingredients. Roll thinly onto two 9 x 13 inch cookie sheets. Bake at 350 degrees Fahrenheit for 7 minutes. Cut and flip pieces. Return to oven and bake for another 7 minutes. Cool. Enjoy!

Adapted from Comfy Belly’s Nacho Cheese Chips.


I Believe in Hope

When did hope lose its meaning? When did it go from hanging out with its support team of faith and love to being in the wrong crowd with fat chance and cold day in hell? When did people stop believing in hope?

As a child I was frequently told “don’t get your hopes up.” But I wasn’t the only one and it’s still happening today. As a society we are constantly told and sold the belief system of “muddling through” and “just getting by” from the pharmaceuticals that offer more side effects than relief from symptoms, without hope for a cure, to lottery tickets with impossible odds to the nightly news spewing crime and violence as headlines.

Hope needs an intervention. We need a conversation with hope to remind it and ourselves of its true nature. That real hope and belief in miracles is possible. Not the watered-down pie-in-the-sky hope of “good luck with that”, “let’s not get our hopes up,” because “there’s a slim chance” of a cure, or winning, or even survival. Are we so afraid of disappointment that we no longer believe in hope?

“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.” ― Robert Fulghum

I left the highly supportive world of autism support groups in 2010 when our family moved to Minnesota. Finding that the local group in our new town had recently disbanded and that my son, with the healing power of real nourishing food, no longer needed an I.E.P. (ticket to special education) for autistic traits he no longer possessed, I felt no void, until recently.

The lead character in my children’s books is a marmot. The books are our stories ON (Moby’s First Day of Kindergarten is about autism acceptance and peer advocacy) and OFF (Moby’s First Day of Summer Vacation is about the healing power of food) the autism spectrum. So I reached out to see if I could set up a table at a local autism awareness event to share information about my books and my upcoming community education gut-healing cooking classes. Healing the digestive system is effective treatment for autism and other mental and physical illnesses and conditions. Real food is not snake oil hope, it works. Given real nourishing food, our bodies know how to heal. That’s real hope to get families out of the muddling through world of therapies and accommodations into freedom of possibilities. Don’t get me wrong, the work done by therapists, social workers, and support staff is necessary and helpful while the body heals. My first book is all about using the tools and tips from these helping professions.

At this autism awareness event under a local park pavilion, I was one of three informational tables all in a row – one table manned by a representative from the state autism society, another one by a local occupational therapist, and then my table. This first time event was well attended. Interestingly, many people gave my table a wide berth on the way to visit the other two tables. It’s not like I even brought my signature Avocado Chocolate Pudding (although maybe I should have), I was just standing there with my books, stuffed animals, and pamphlets. 11056554_10204988563614764_5701123969913562814_n A handful of hopeful people did approach my table interested in my knowledge and experience, but it wasn’t many, which got me thinking. I left the autism community and nothing has changed. “The Experts” upon diagnosis delivery still fail to mention effective dietary intervention to parents just like back in 2004 when we were told “there is no cure for autism” only a daily professionally directed and often medicated navigation through meltdowns and odd behaviors.

Toward the end of the event, I inquired with the very kind representative from the state autism organization on how I could submit a presentation proposal for the state autism convention. She gladly filled me in on the submission process, and then cautioned that I could not mention healing or cure. Funny how it’s acceptable to cruelly proclaim a lack of a cure, but not a cure. As a Certified GAPS™ Practitioner, I claim that gut-healing real nourishing food offers effective treatment for autism. The state autism representative agreed that the wording of “effective treatment” is acceptable. Consider this, treatment is okay because it doesn’t get people’s hopes up too high, but a cure for and healing of autism is irresponsible. We were given no hope for our son’s future. We proved them wrong, my son is no longer on the autism spectrum and his future IS FULL OF HOPE.

Since my discussion that day, I was hit with yet another hope deluding recommendation to limit my verbiage, which makes me dig in my hopeful heels even deeper. A fellow business group companion cautioned that I should not even use the words “effective treatment”, but rather “may alleviate symptoms” would be easier for people to swallow. But I like feeding people real nourishing spoonfuls of hope and will continue to do so. I believe in the power of hope.


“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
― Emily Dickinson