Kristy Lund

Kristy Lund

About this author:

Kristy received her Master’s degree in Occupational Therapy from USC. During her five years of internships and work as an Occupational Therapist, she worked in a Parkinson's outpatient clinic, an adult mental health private practice, skilled nursing facilities and with access technology for people with visual impairments.  One of her favorite jobs was working with at-risk youth in South Central Los Angeles teaching independent living skills. The lives of these young men truly touched her heart. 

Her desire to travel led her to spend a summer in Sweden to study their health care system.  Little did she know she would meet the man who would become her husband two weeks into the trip!

Fate and magic united the two in the Bay Area, Kristy’s home town.  She changed careers to work for a software company where she ultimately managed a business tools team. However, with the birth of her children, life called for a change to follow what has heart and meaning.  After working full-time, then part-time, and then being a full-time mom (the hardest job yet) she was inspired to study to become a certified Reiki practitioner.

Kristy's love of writing came into play thanks also to her children.  She would turn to writing as a much-needed outlet for the constant narration in her head of the humorous disasters and touching moments of being a mother, and being very human along a spiritual path. 

Kristy is a contributing member of The Writing Mamas Salon.  Her work is also published at Divine Caroline. She is working on her first book, “Are We There Yet? Humorous Stories on Being Very Human along the Spiritual Path of Life.”

If and when she has free time, she loves to do more of what brings her joy: writing, painting, reading, organizing, creating craft projects with her children, talking with friends, date nights with her husband, and making cards.  

In her next life she hopes to be a cat and sleep a lot.

Say hello at www.kristylund.com.

My Articles:

June 25th, 2009

Gluten-Free Writing

The great thing about writing is that you get to take life’s challenges, and turn them into opportunities for assignments!

My article “Gluten Free Dining in the Bay Area” in June’s Parents’ Press newspaper is an example of this. Having a three-year-old son who is gluten free, I’ve become a reluctant expert on where to dine without wheat. But I also learned a lot about Celiac disease as I researched this article, so it added to my conversation today with my son’s doctor at his physical.

So now we get to decide if we want an official Celiac diagnosis, which would mean putting him back on gluten, having a blood test, and possibly an endoscopy, and if in fact he does have Celiac disease, or is just gluten intolerant, we would just end up back where we are now- avoiding gluten. I’m not sure if it’s worth all that, but we’ll see.

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April 9th, 2009

A Mother Who Never Has Time to Write Creates Time to Procrastinate

It’s time to write. 

To schedule interviews. 

To work on my book proposal. 

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March 30th, 2009

A Writer Who is MAGIC

My favorite authors are those that invite you into their lives to become one of their family members, friends, or loved ones for the duration of the book. For me, Kelly Corrigan is one of these authors. I had the pleasure of hearing her speak at Book Passage, an iconic independent bookstore in the San Francisco Bay Area, recently. She is even funnier, smarter, and wittier in person, with her book The Middle Place having already set a very high standard.

Because her book magically weaves tales of cancer, being a parent while also having parents, and lots of humor, she had us all crying and laughing. The majority female audience continued to grow as she spoke. At one point I counted ninety people or so, but more kept arriving (and staying).

She asked those who have had or currently have cancer to stand so we could support them, and at least fifteen people stood. One was a woman, thirty years old or so, sitting in front of me with a knit black hat covering her bare head. All I had to do was see her wiping tears, and then I was done for.

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February 18th, 2009

Great Video for Boys. On Second Thought, Ah, No.


I had a vivid dream years ago in which I was able to fly in my fish tank. Technically this would be swimming, I know, but it was different —  I could fly underwater.

According to a dream book I read years ago, flying symbolizes freedom from constraints. As for flying in airplanes, to me it means a new opportunity for travel and adventure. Of course, air transport is much different with two young sons. Gone are the days of watching a movie in its entirety, losing myself in a good book, or, one of my favorite past activities on a plane —  sleeping.

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December 25th, 2008

Extreme Christmas House Lights Up Childhood

Once a year we visit Edmundo Rombeiro’s Christmas house in Novato. The Griswald house doesn’t hold an electric light to this one.  When we drove up to it this year, my son remarked, “Wow, that’s a lot of Christmas lights.  Maybe too much!” 

Out of the mouths of four-year-olds…

Not only is Rombeiro’s house decorated on the outside, but all rooms, save one bedroom, are totally decked out inside as well!  My neighbor is Rombeiro’s cousin and she and her husband are there almost every night in December.  They need helpers to make sure people don’t touch, or in one case, attack, the decorations.

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December 12th, 2008

I Can Think of A Lot of Words that Begin with P to Describe THIS Situation

I’m happy to share that my article, “Good Day Sunshine” is in this month’s Common Ground magazine. It’s about celebrating the Winter Solstice and was a fun topic to research and write about.

When I was working on it though, the fates seemed to be playing with me.

I summarize with the following “P” words: 

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November 26th, 2008

Don’t be Debbie Downer

I’ve been feeling a bit down lately.  Suddenly the states of our schools, health care and the world’s economy have got me singing the blues.   

It started when we were rear-ended by an uninsured driver on the way to the kids’ school in September.  Thankfully, we are all OK and the car is fine.

After crying from the shock of getting hit with the kids in the car, I sat with the guy on the curb and had a good old-fashioned “talk” with him about personal responsibility. He was probably ten years my senior.  People that passed us on the road later told me they thought it was a married couple having a disagreement.  

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October 23rd, 2008

Lost in Translation

My husband speaks Swedish with our boys, but when his parents visit, there are actual adult conversations going on.  If what’s being said is one sentence like, “Let’s change your diaper” or “Let’s build a train set,” I feel pretty good about my Swedish comprehension because I know what’s being said.  

When the discussion deviates to emotions, verbs, or anything above a two-year-old’s vocabulary, I become a bit lost. 

I don’t like to tell people I attended adult-ed night classes for five years to learn Swedish.  They might expect something from me.  Like being able to understand the language.

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October 12th, 2008

Top Ten Signs You Need To Attend Book-Buyers Anonymous (BBA)

10. Every time you see an author talk, you promise yourself you will not buy their book. Even if the book is about worm cultivation in Zimbabwe, you walk away with a signed book.

9. When life finds you down, you turn to book buying. (Note: this is different than book reading, which you have little time for.) But who can resist buying Money, and the Law of Attraction on a day when the stock market dips over 700 points?

8. You borrow books on CD from the library, but then buy the same books in print so you can highlight your favorite quotes. Example: Anne Lamott’s Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith.

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September 11th, 2008

See the Man on the Wire, Think of a Time Long Ago

When the French tightrope-walking Philippe Petit broke through security in the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in 1974, it was to create an act of rebellion, and of beauty.

Although extremely self-focused (and what artist- and I put myself in this category- isn’t really?) he had a band of friends and acquaintances who helped him pull off the unimaginable task of stringing a heavy tightrope wire across two towers and securing it so he could walk across or “dance” as a police officer later described it in awe.

I thought I would come away from the documentary about this event, “Man on Wire,” inspired to create, but Petit’s change after his success soured me a bit. What struck me, however, besides his drive to want to tightrope walk a quarter of a mile off the ground with no safety net, was the story of the World Trade Center’s birth.

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