by guest blogger Holly Walck. Every spring, I’ve seen my students come in with the “tricky low back” that resurfaces after hours spent bent over flower pots and vegetable beds (with the errant “football knee” or “tennis elbow” flare-up to sweeten the deal). Fortunately there are yoga postures that stretch the arms, legs, and spine and put muscles that have been revolting back into a state of deep rest.
Rodale’s is a safe place for you to shop, where you can vote for a healthier, happier world with every purchase you make without sacrificing style, comfort, or joy. When you buy something made from healthy materials, you are investing in a healthier environment and a brighter future. We’ve done the hard work of figuring out what’s safe and healthy, so you can simply enjoy the pleasure of shopping!
by guest blogger Coach Mark Smallwood. When it comes to growing food, it takes a village. But not the kind of village you might think. Communities of bacteria, fungi, nematodes, and other microorganisms are the villagers that truly affect how our plants grow. It’s these micro-villagers that gardeners, farmers, and landscape professionals should be focused on luring onto, and into, our land.
by Diana Zuckerman, PhD. If we care about women’s health, we need to stop thinking of mastectomy as the “brave” choice and understand that the risks and benefits of mastectomy are different for every woman with cancer or the risk of cancer. In breast cancer, any reasonable treatment choice is the brave choice.
Happy Mother’s Day
To mothers everywhere
We know that once they come out
There is no turning back
And that it all gets harder with age
by guest blogger Isaac Eliaz. This is a great time to clear away toxins that clutter our bodies. We may not be able to see them, but we can sure feel them. A spring cleanse and detoxification program offers us an opportunity to refresh and renew ourselves on every level.
Every once in a while something magical happens because of my blogging (and it’s why I keep at it). This time, I was looking at the comments from one of the blogs from my time in Australia and I noticed an offer I couldn’t refuse: an offer for “Nana’s Damper and Dip” from an Aboriginal woman.
by guest blogger Renee James. As a parent, I never realized how much I would kind of want to stop time. I kept track of the milestones and foolishly counted the days. The days until what? No diapers? No car seats? No childhood? That was, I now know, pointless and extremely shortsighted.