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Banana, date & ginger loaf (Gluten, sugar and wheat free)

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im_yorkshire_teaNow then…ay up duck. We British love a nice cuppa tea. In fact I enjoyed a TV documentary by our treasure Victoria Wood last eve, relative to our love of tea. I myself am partial to a cup of Yorkshire tea, you just can’t beat it. Strong, sturdy, rich in flavour and warming to the core, when its all a bit parky out there. Ahh now then, that’s much better.

Now then, tells me, what is the best way to enjoy a nice cuppa?… Why with some tea loaf silly. Now then, sup up and don’t forgo this delightful tea encounter with just another tea loaf! Why spoil your afternoon tea break with something bought direct from the store which contains more preservatives, additives and sugar than I care to list? By ‘ek no lad! Enjoy a slice of my delightfully delicious gluten, sugar and wheat free loaf instead. It will fill that space and give you a feeling of satisfaction from this simple, fresh and real treat!

Ingredients

  • 1 Banana
  • 4 Eggs
  • 10 dates (stoned)
  • 2″ ginger cube
  • 4 oz Almond flour
  • Chopped alomds for sprinkling

Directions

  • Preheat fan assisted oven to 200°c.
  • In a jug blender mix the eggs, banana, dates and ginger.
  • Pour into mixing bowl and fold in the almond flour to the blended mixture.
  • Butter two mini loaf tins.
  • Pour in the mixture. Sprinkle the top with chopped almonds.
  • Place in the middle of oven for 20 minutes.
  • Remove and tip out of tins, placing on a drying rack.
  • Slice…indulge…enjoy!

ginger, banana, date loaf

 

 

 

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I have just returned from my first mission trip to Haiti and Dominican Republic with an amazing group of Chiropractors and students.This has changed my world. It has made me want to be a better person and chiropractor and given me an idea of how I can help make the lives better for these orphans with your help.

I was so touched by the lives of people who live in Haiti and so saddened by the way they
were forced to live. I want to help do something about it. These children have running water and toilets, but the water is in limited areas and the toilets do not flush. I want to purchase a fence for the roof area costing $500 and raise money to feed, clothe and house the children which costs $75 a child a month.

I drew this picture and I would like to sell a number of prints, signed, numbered and dated in order to raise money for my upcoming trip and money to ensure these basic commodities are fulfilled. For €60 including post & package, we can start to make a difference.

Please do not hesitate to contact me for any further questions or to order your copy:

dckate@hotmail.co.uk 

Mission Chiropractic…Haiti and Dominican Republic

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I have just returned from my mission trip to Haiti and Dominican Republic. What a place, what an experience. The words seem to fail me to be able to express and explain the experience I have just encountered. Indulge me a little…let me try to express how I feel.

DRI have spent one week in the most amazing company of like minded Chiropractors and students. We have laughed, loved and cried (not necessarily in that order). The Haiti experience was an eye opener. It allowed me to realize the value of such commodities as say; clean water, toilets that flush and a hot shower in the morning. Lest we not forget the comfort of the double bed that is just swamped with fluffy pillows, duvets and shrugs. Clean clothes, a hairdryer and makeup. Yet in the moment, none if this seemed to matter. None was significant to any of us as we were there on a mission. A mission to serve others and give hope to so many who never knew there was someone sent from their angels to watch over them, someone who cared enough to take their head in our hands, lift up their chin and embrace them with such love in our hearts.

I have cried oh too many times to recall this past week. It catches me off guard. I don’t mean to, but it just overcomes me and I find my chin quivering and a tear tumbling down my cheek, sadness in one aspect but such joy in the other.  Each time I have been touched by such emotion I had not felt before. I am feeling and I am letting it flow.

My initial reasons for the mission were quite selfish. I broke my hand in a roller blading collision en route to workwith a car in December 2012 and listening to Dr Simonetti speak, I thought I should go on this mission to improve my skill and become more capable with my altered right hand and relatively limited motion. As the time grew closer and after taking part in the seminar with Dr Morgan I soon realized my reasons were very different. I realized that there was more to this trip than simply adjusting. This was going to be a shock to my ‘precious’ system and this was going to be a trip to serve the people, to give them a flash into our world and to offer them another way other than they were used to.

None of us spoke Creole, I don’t speak French. All I was armed with were my hands, a shared astro-lite table or a chair and Spanish. ‘Su village in Haitido’, ‘Su vent’, ‘Su kote’ and ‘Shita’…this was all we had. In this modern western world, we have everything. We have technology beyond imagination, we have anything and everything available at a touch of a button and all the hoolaballoo. Not just that but we have hot water, we have sanitation, we have electricity…we have connection. However, in Haiti we had nothing but our mutual love of chiropractic, like mindedness in spirit, love, those 4 phrases, our tables, our hands and the ability to understand from their gestures where they had pain (even though I don’t consider myself a pain based chiropractor, it did come in handy).

Yet they came, and boy did they come in their 10’s, 50’s and 100’s. They was no let up, once one person got up from the table another person presented themselves, nay! jumped on our tables, even to the point where 5 people launched themselves at one of my compi’s tables, with headache consequences (good job we were on hand to help)!

The Dominican Republic part was tame in comparison. The people of DR have more wealth in comparison to Haiti. They have homes, they have access to clean water and sanitation. They have hit the jackpot, yet still in comparison to our day to day lives they are still living an unfortunate life…that is in comparison to our life of sheer comfort and spoils that we take for granted.

jordan and the childrena of haitiThe best moments for me were the eye openers. That moment when you adjust someones cervical spine and their eyes pop open, not just from  from the shock of the cavitation – the noise, but realization of the power of an adjustment. I loved that moment. I would always give them a moment to accept and explain it, stroking their cheek with a smile. These people didn’t sit in on a half hour health talk, they didn’t even know the full extent of what it was we were doing, but they believed. They believed we were truly sent from above, they believed that what we had to offer worked. They believed, full stop.

Although I adjusted more people than I can count and cried more times than I can identify, I will always take one thing away from this experience in Haiti and DR… HOPE. Hope that what WE do helps, what WE do works, what WE do is important. Important in delivery and important in reception from whoever is on our table.

Ego out of the way, let the energy play. Release interference to the nervous system and allow the body to do with it what it will. I amwoah yeah in tha truck realistic, I am educated. I know that it takes more than that…in the Western world. Yet for these people, none of that seemed to matter. They trusted, believed and desired. They wanted what we had to offer, they believe in another way. Their eyes lit up with emotion and their gratitude for what we did. Expressed with words and moreso with embraces of honest true love and thankfulness that maybe, just maybe we opened the window of opportunity and the realization that they are not alone (they are never alone) and, regardless of faith…someone or something more powerful than we can ever comprehend is there, watching over us and that each and every moment matters and each and every moment happens for a reason.

These are my real thoughts, my real feelings. I am so blessed to have been a part of this mission trip and I am looking forward to my next one. I cannot wait to go again, to help, to serve. Thank you to each and everyone who I shared some moment in time with. It is greatly appreciated and will always be remembered.

JL x

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