Skip to main content

Dr. Saman Faramarzi, also known as Dr. Sam, is the Founder of SAFA Life and Wellness.


Dr. Sam completed her Naturopathic Medical training at Bastyr University, in Washington State. Before she attended medical school, she completed her undergraduate degree in Nutrition Sciences and practiced as a weight loss expert.  

While studying the intricacies of the physiology of the body in Medical School, she became fascinated with the mind-body connection. She had mastered facilitating healing in the body, and wanted to learn more about the mind.

"Some of the signs you might not be getting enough pre/probiotics in your diet include experiencing gas, bloating, constipation or diarrhea," says Dr. Sam. "Also, gut issues don't always manifest as direct gastrointestinal symptoms, sometimes they show up as headaches, acne and joint pain and if ignored for long enough can turn into chronic illnesses."

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

"My parents, brother, and I left Iran in 1980, shortly after the revolution. After a brief stay in Italy, we packed all our belongings once again and headed west to the exotic and the unknown: Vancouver. We had recently been accepted as landed immigrants, meaning Canada graciously opened its doors and we gratefully accepted; we arrived at Vancouver International Airport on my 10th birthday, three suitcases and one sewing machine in tow. After respectful but intense questioning at immigration, we were dropped off at a hotel on Robson Street, which was then still a couple years shy of becoming the fashionable tourist hub it is today. We were jetlagged, culture shocked, and hungry, so that first night, my father and brother courageously ventured out into the wild in search of provisions. I fell asleep before they returned. The next morning, I woke up at 5 a.m. and ravenously feasted on a cold Quarter Pounder with cheese and limp French fries that had been left by my beds...
Post a Comment
Read more
One day I took the minibus back from school. It was completely packed yet I somehow managed to squeeze myself in. I knew sooner or later some people would get off and per the unwritten rule of busses and minibuses everyone would gradually move towards the end of the bus and thus save me from getting crushed against the door. We had only travelled a short distance when the minibus stopped to let some passengers off. Another passenger and I stepped down to allow them to pass and as we stood there the passenger suddenly exclaimed, “What happened to my wallet? Did someone just steal it?” I wasn’t sure if he was serious or just making a not-so-comical scene about not identifying which pocket his wallet was in, however, it soon became apparent that his wallet was indeed missing. Initially I briefly considered the possibility that he might have suspected me as the pickpocket and thus directed the earlier conversation towards me. Once we were back on the bus though he repeated his commen...
Post a Comment
Read more
Has anyone ever danced on the ceiling?   
Post a Comment
Read more