Breakfast: Kashi cereal with soy milk.

Lunch: Two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (I know, I know!), 1 plum, 1 peach, Some wasabi peas.

Dinner: A little bit of leftover pasta primevera, a bowl of left over rice and beans, a big salad and some more fruit.

Cravings: A Labor-Day cookout with all the meat-laden bells and whistles!

Mood: Really good, I seem to hitting some sort of stride.

In a series of events I can only describe as cosmic (so melodramatic, right?), I found Ralph Waldo Emerson’s Selected Essays lying on top of someone’s garbage on the way home from Urban Foraging last week.  Its first essay, if you’re not familiar with the text, is ‘Nature,’ a founding tracts of transcendentalism that opens with this; “Our age is retrospective. … The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe?”  Now, people of a particular nature will accuse me of making up this anecdote; but it’s the truth, so we’ll just ignore those people.  Anyway, Emerson’s idea, that we should live in harmony with nature, not solely as its master, was on my mind as I reading my colleague Sharon Begley’s blog, Lab Notes, and this fact just leaped out at me: