7 Dimensions of Wellness

7 Dimensions of Wellness
7 Dimensions of Wellness

Monday, May 11, 2015

#MeatlessMonday: Black Bean, Corn & Avocado Salad


There are many foods I love. Bacon. Bread. Black Beans. Sometimes, I even eat them all together… Judge not!  Today, I share Black Beans, Corn & Avocado Salad. Hearty, colorful, flavorful, this salad is easy to prepare and is sure to be a hit. Another one for my #AlmostVegan series. Check the recipe out below. 

Black Bean, Corn & Avocado Salad
A quick, hearty, salad that is sure to please.
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  1. 1 Large Avocado, pitted and chopped into chucks.
  2. 1 Medium Roma Tomato diced
  3. 1 Cup of Frozen Corn (thawed)
  4. 3/4 cup of Organic Black Beans
  5. The juice of 1 Lime
  6. Salt
  7. Pepper
  8. Cumin
  1. Combine all Beans, Corn, Tomato, Avocado and stir gently to combine.
  2. Salt liberally, season with pepper & Cumin.
  3. Squeeze juice of fresh lime over ingredients
  4. Stir to combine.
  5. Serve along side tortilla chips

Monday, April 13, 2015

#MeatlessMonday | Braised Cabbage & Johnny Cakes


I’m determined to turn my husband into a veggie lover. Growing up, we always had a green vegetable with dinner. If we didn’t something was wrong, very wrong. That said, I’m a lover of cabbage. The tasty veggie is a staple in my home, usually made with bacon and all its glory. This time, I’m sharing an #AlmostVegan recipe. Braised Cabbage & Johnny cakes. What are JohnnyCakes you ask? Cornbread cakes. Light, Fluffy, Buttery goodness.

  1. Green Cabbage
  2. 1 Cup Cajun Trinity (1/2 diced onion, 1 celery stalk, 1/2 green bell pepper)
  3. 2 Tablespoons butter
  4. Salt
  5. Red Pepper Flake
  6. 1 Cup Water
  7. 1/3 cup Liquid Smoke
  8. JohnnyCakes
  9. Ingredients
  10. 1 & 1/4 cups of cornmeal (I’ve used White and Yellow)
  11. 1 cup of flour
  12. 1/4 cup Sugar
  13. 1 cup of milk
  14. 1 large Egg (beaten)
  15. ½ stick butter + 2 Tablespoons
  16. 1 tablespoon of baking powder
  17. ¼ teaspoon salt
  1. Melt Butter on Medium heat in large Dutch Oven
  2. Add Cajun Trinity and saute for 3 minutes
  3. Add Cabbage and stir to combine
  4. Add Water, Liquid Smoke, Salt & Pinch of Red Pepper Flake
  5. Stir to combine
  6. Cover and Cook on Medium Low heat for 1 hour
  7. To prepare Johnny Cakes
  8. Pre-heat Shallow skillet
  9. Melt 2 Tablespoons butter
  10. In a mixing bowl, combine flour, sugar, cornmeal, milk, beaten egg, baking powder and ¼ teaspoon of salt.
  11. Mix well to combine.
  12. Just before frying, stir in melted butter.
  13. Batter will be lumpy.
  14. Pour batter into circles in heated pan
  15. Fry on on side, just until bubbling occurs
  16. Flip and fry for 2 minutes until golden brown
  17. Serve cabbage atop Johnny cake
  18. Enjoy!

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Stand Thus Like a Tree - On Living in Balance

I panic when my yoga instructor begins to guide our class through the Tree pose. I'm flexible. But I struggle with keeping my balance on the mat and in my day to day life.

"Stand thus like a tree on the ground. This is called "Vriksha-asana", say's the Yoga Sutra's.

I stand up straight and place my right foot on my left thigh. I let go and my body begins to sway before my hands can say "Namaste". Next comes the anxiety about swaying. Then the falling. Like many times before, I retreat into the resting position on my mat. But in my mind, I'm still falling.


Life can often feel like walking a tightrope, each of us trying to our best to keep our footing. I used to believe living in balance meant struggling to walk this tightrope without swaying. Now I understand that the more we struggle to remain in balance, the less we really are. 

Living in balance is not the ability to maintain a state of harmony that requires us to give every area of our lives equal portions of our time and energy. It's not the ability to juggle our careers, our families, our friends, our health, our faith, and our dreams without ever dropping a ball. Instead, like a tree in the wind, we sway, having the presence of mind to do whatever needs to be done at that moment to stay on the rope. Sometimes working, sometimes playing, sometimes resting, sometimes giving, sometimes receiving, sometimes loving others, and sometimes loving ourselves.

Like all lessons we fail to master, I return to yoga practice and the same challenge presents itself. 

"Stand thus like a tree on the ground". 

I stand up straight and place my right foot on my left thigh. I let go. I sway. But I don't fall.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Help, Please!

I admit it!  I have a difficult time asking for help. I view it as a deficiency on my part although we have all received help at some point in our lives. No one was born with infinite knowledge and resources. It had to be learned; given to us. Somewhere, at some point, someone gave us a helping hand.  On the flip side, I also don’t want to be a burden to anyone.  You know, people rolling their eyes or sighing when you walk in a room.  

However, I’ve been talking to some very wise people and doing a lot of soul searching.  I’m proud to announce that I’m experiencing a change of mind and heart.  There is no shame in asking for help.  I still have to fight feeling like a burden or failure, but those thoughts don’t equal reality.  Asking for help is OK!  A sign of wisdom AND maturity. 

This new revelation also diminished the Superwoman complex.  I wouldn’t mind being Wonder Woman with the fancy belt and invisible jet, but that’s another post.  Chronically speaking, I’ll even ask for help when experiencing a lupus flare.  Sometimes I need help running errands or moral support.  Many times I need the help to avoid having a flare in the first place!  My life coach called it proactive care and flare care. (catchy, huh?) 

Need examples? 

Proactive care:  Instead of climbing up the shelves at the grocery store, I’ll ask someone taller if they can get that box of cereal for me. 

Flare care:  Instead of trying to be “productive” at home when I’m having a flare (tripping, stumbling, dropping things and hurting myself in the process), I’ll call a friend for a lively chat.

Radical concepts!  In conclusitory*, think before you say “call me if you need anything,” because your phone may ring!

(*I know conclusitory isn’t a word, but it sounds good.)


Monday, March 9, 2015

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Monday, March 2, 2015


Meatless Monday: Roasted Brown Sugar Cayenne Squash

Squash is one of the vegetables that I found tends to intimidate people. I’ve learned that some people think that cooking squash is hard. Well I’m here to tell you,  Squash is so easy to cook. Your oven will do all the work if you let it. Well, most of it. Check out my twist on Roasted Acorn Squash. I think you’ll enjoy it. Buttery, sweet and it has a kick thanks to my friend Cayenne. You should meet her, she’s hot! 
Grab a squash and make this recipe today!
Roasted Cayenne Brown Sugar Squash, foodlovetog.com

Roasted Brown Sugar Cayenne Squash

Serves 2
Buttery, creamy and spiced up with Cayenne pepper. This one pan wonder is sure to please even the pickiest eaters.
  1. 1 Acorn Squash, split in half with seeds scraped and removed
  2. 2 Tablespoons Butter
  3. Pinch of Salt
  4. Heavy Pinch of Red Cayenne Pepper
  5. 2 Tablespoons Brown Sugar
  1. Pre-Heat oven to 400 degrees
  2. Clean Inside of Acorn Squash and pat dry paper towel
  3. Sprinkle cavity with Kosher Salt and Red Cayenne Pepper
  4. Spoon in equal amounts of Brown Sugar into each half
  5. Top with Butter
  6. Roast in oven at 400 degrees for 45- minutes to 1 hour, until squash is tender
  7. Serve hot and enjoy!
Candace Boyd Wylie is an Indianapolis, Indiana native who believes in the power of a good meal.  She is the Recipe developer, Content creator and Recipe slanger at FoodLoveTog. FoodLoveTog is a food blog that is dedicated to sharing good eats and food for the soul. Candace is a wife, mother, daughter, sister and CWUW supporter. She can be found on the web at FoodLoveTog and at BoydWyliePhoto

Sunday, February 22, 2015


The other day at my son's school I noticed an extra amount of kids smiling at me and greeting me.  One of my son's friends even came up and gave me a hug.

"Hey, kid's name mom", she said.  "Hey, pretty girl, " I said in return.  Pretty girl chosen because I didn't know the child's name and my go-to when I don't know someone's name is girl or lady.  However, given her age and I think it's important to speak positives to people given the chance - I decided to call her PG. 

"How's school going" I asked.  "Are you good?"   PG replied, "Yep, it's good"  She twirled her hair, "Well, I just wanted to tell you hi and let you know I love you on Snapchat.  Bye"

"Bye", I said.

Snapchat?  I asked my son later what was up with Snapchat.  "What you mean?" he said.  I told him that kids were smiling and saying hi and then PG said she loved me on Snapchat. 

Kid, "Oh, I be putting your bests on Snapchat".

Me, "My bests?"

Kid, "Yeah, like when you are dancing and rapping or when you telling me stuff.  It's nothing bad.  I mean it's not like the yelling parents on Vine.  Kids always telling me that my mom is cool and funny.  You got fans".

My bests on Snapchat.  So there are kids out there judging the whole of my brilliant parenting in 5 - 10 second vignettes.  How on earth can they get the gist of being a good human, loving your family and friends, serving God and your community in 5-10 seconds?  Especially 5-10 seconds that are instantly erased by the next 5 - 10 minutes of me in traffic twirling my own hair singing and telling my stealth filming kid, "You don't know nothing 'bout this".

Part of me was kinda weirded out.  I mean, I'm not a Snapchat fan anyway and to think there's a high school contingent out there watching my bests is kinda weird.

But while it's weird, it also made me kinda happy.  My relationship with my son is one of the most important in my life.  I love him and try to do everything I can to live that love and show him that love daily.  I fail miserably somedays.  Somedays I yell, somedays I cuss, somedays I ignore him and speak to him curtly as if he was someone in my office that pissed me off or a service employee who didn't give me the service and attention I think I deserved.  In those moments, I'm not at my best.  I'm thankful there are no social media reminders even if they are only 5-10 seconds long of how I get it wrong.  Those moments wouldn't get me any nods or smiles from teens and surely no hugs.  Most importantly they aren't my bests.  Far from it.  

As this month of love closes out, I'm humbled to consider my son's loving ode to me.  I know he loves me.  I know it even when he is ungrateful and self-absorbed and when he can't or won't give me a straight answer or when he can't take responsibility for the homework that he didn't turn in.  He loves me enough to celebrate more of my bests instead of calling me out for my worsts.  That he uses up valuable teen social media bandwidth to do so is pretty cool, too.

Lisa Coffman