Whatever it is, it's working. I've been checking my email only once a day, spending very little time "browsing the web," and I've been eating really, really well. I haven't consumed any wheat products since last thursday. No refined sugar either. Mostly I've been subsisting on brown rice, beans, raw fruit, salads, peanut butter, and cottage cheese, with small amounts of organic meats interspersed here and there. The hardest thing to give up is the dairy. Brown rice bread and brown rice pasta, incidentally, are delicious, and you would never know that they're "health food."
Our apartment has been transformed and our relationship is transforming too. The growth is amazing. I've been able to admit and talk about things that I'd been keeping bottled up for years, and while I'm still a far cry from where and who I'd like to be, I can feel myself growing in faith and wellbeing.
I haven't been following my plan perfectly. I haven't been to the gym or to yoga -- I can feel myself avoiding that. Nor have I been journaling or praying the way I want to, but I'm only a week and half into my 30 days and I intend to keep ramping it up. We DID go to Quaker Meeting for Worship last Sunday, which was a beautiful and very necessary experience.
I've definitely noticed an increase in my ability to focus at work, and I think the quality of my work has improved too. Because I haven't been wasting endless hours sitting in front of the computer at home, the apartment is looking and feeling wonderful. Last weekend we mounted a decorative shelf into the exposed brick and bought some beautiful candles for it. I potted an amaryllis bulb and I'm attempting to root a cutting from my large philodendren plant.
I crave nature more and more. I need the earth -- I love the way she grows.
I feel like I'm turning over, suddenly very tired of trying to articulate everything.
hot water
dark soil
cold air
green shoots
milk soap
pink skin
spices
a cutting board
melted wax
clean towels
strike-on-box matches
grey skies
an apple core
cotton shirts
pawprints
foggy mirrors
wet hair
standing still and breathing.
I found your blog by accident and as I read it... IT'S LIKE I WROTE IT! This is so weird how many things we have in common. I was only searching for my friend Laura Jane's art when I found this. I hope you'll post more!!
Posted by: lealyn | May 13, 2008 at 10:34 AM