The Wake-Up Call There wasn’t a single dramatic moment — no collapse, no diagnosis that arrived like a thunderclap. There was instead a slow accumulation: fatigue that sleep didn’t fix, inflammation that flared without obvious cause, a body that felt increasingly opaque to me, sending signals I didn’t know how to read. When my Crohn’s disease made clear that ignoring these signals was no longer an option, I finally listened. Extensive food sensitivity testing pointed toward an answer that was...

The Herd2Health Vision: Where Personal Healing Meets Planetary Health In my first post, I shared the journey that led me from...