“GOOD MEDICINE”, 2005, 20″ x 12″ x 5″, ceramic, granite, giant porcupine quills

How can food act as such a neurotoxin, I ask you?

I was rolling around in the world just fine and then had brown rice pasta the other night for dinner.


Cathy wakes up close to paralyzed.

When food affects me in this way it takes 48 hours to leave my system and I can literally feel my body reawakening inch by inch.

This morning I am whiney and angry and bordering on scared.

When my body shuts down like this I can’t stop myself from thinking this is the way it will always be.

I am so far away from God and Grace this morning that I am asking for magic.

Magic… are you out there? Can you hear me? Will you send me some hope-in-a-box? What foods will you have me eat to sustain me and make me strong? Can you hear me? Is my voice too small this morning? Could you put on your hearing aide as I haven’t the energy to amplify today.

(I guess Magic has issues as well… comforting, somehow.)


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