close up photo of chicory granules used to make chicory coffee

How to Make Chicory Coffee Taste Good

by Angela Tague // October 22, 2019 // No Comments

I’m not a coffee drinker. I know it’s confusing and a little sad, but let’s just say caffeine and I don’t get along. I’ve explored many coffee alternatives over the years in hopes of finding a steamy mug of deliciousness... Continue reading →

Rest and Haikus

by Angela Tague // October 8, 2019 // 4 Comments

Over the weekend I attended the book release party for This is It by Ryan Allen. His wife is my therapeutic yoga instructor and friend at the Sioux City studio where I spend time each week. Ryan treated us to... Continue reading →

3 Gastroparesis Treatment Approaches That Work For Me

by Angela Tague // October 1, 2019 // No Comments

Eating should be fun. But, when you have gastroparesis, it can be painful, nauseating and difficult. Last year I was diagnosed with a mild form of this digestive condition, which is often bundled with autoimmune disorders. The Mayo Clinic says... Continue reading →

September Reflection: Self Care, Canada Fun, Colorful Leggings

by Angela Tague // September 24, 2019 // 2 Comments

How are we heading into the last week of September already? It still feels like summer in Iowa during the day, with hints of fall in the evenings. This month several articles published for my clients, I ventured to... Continue reading →

5 Everyday Ways I Meditate (That’s Not Yoga)

by Angela Tague // September 17, 2019 // No Comments

The idea of meditation is often greeted with a strong opinion or confusion. For me, a meditative moment is simply when I slow down and listen to what’s speaking inside of me from my heart and mind. It’s no different... Continue reading →

This is My Normal: Living With Autoimmunity

Hello, My Name is Angie. (Not, ‘The Sick Girl’)

by Angela Tague // September 10, 2019 // No Comments

The first time I was referred to as ‘the sick girl’, my heart sank. Of all the labels I’ve earned over the years, I never anticipated that one. It was narrow, cold and defining. This identity popped up after quick... Continue reading →