I picked up the new issue of Origin magazine last night, and it is an entire issue about yoga and…food and body image. Kris Carr had an article that really struck a chord with me. I’d like to share it with all of you lovely Nute peeps:
Every time I see a cardinal, I know my grandmother is with me. This regal, red bird was Grandma’s favorite. It reminds me of her fiery Colombian spirit and the blue flames that blazed in her restaurant’s kitchen. Grandma infused her food with love, captivating stories, and copious amounts of butter. And everyone who slipped into a booth at The Village Gourmet in Pawling, New York felt that love from their taste buds to their toes.
My grandma died nearly a decade ago, but I swear she’s been sending me flocks of cardinals in her absence. I think she knew I’d be needing these precious symbols of her love. Two weeks before she died, I received my own walloping wake up call. Incurable cancer. I needed a lifeline. I needed my Grandma. So, I went into the kitchen, and I’ve never left.
Although Grandma’s passion had led me to the power of food, not all of her recipes were healthy. I kept her gusto and the love that she put into her cuisine but ditched the ingredients that bought her a one-way ticket to arthritis, diverticulitis, and a host of other inflammatory conditions. I also ditched my own addictions and compulsions around food.
At one of my lowest points, sugar had a painful grip on me. I’d buy and binge and then beat myself up over my behavior. Sometimes the only way out of my food-drug trance was to mutilate my stash before burying it in the trash. This step was very important. If I didn’t jam cigarette stubs into the pints of Ben & Jerry’s or spray them with cleaning products, there was a 50/50 chance I’d rummage through the rubbish to rescue my heroine.
My new kitchen was (and still is) a peaceful haven, fully stocked with nutrient-dense, plant-empowered, whole foods. It’s my direct connection to spirit and, of course, my juicer! Slowly, as my time in the kitchen deepened, I started to feel better. While I may never be in remission from cancer, I am currently in remission from an unhealthy relationship to food.
The fact is, we need help and we need each other. We’re a nation riddled with preventable, lifestyle-driven diseases. We consume far too many animal products, processed and refined foods, saturated fats, and empty calories. Industries that profit from both our ignorance and our misfortune spoon-feed us confusion and deception. We’re taught to solely blame our luck-of-the-draw genes for our health issues, rather than our daily habits, dietary choices, and interplay with the environment that surrounds us. The real truth lies somewhere in the middle. The good news is that we are more capable of turning around our global health crisis than we think.
Change your plate. Change your fate. If you learn anything from my story, let it be this: Don’t wait. But I get it: change is a pesky notion. For many folks, the biggest challenge in changing their eating habits isn’t money, time, or education; it’s reframing their connection between food and love. Love is healing. Love is comforting. Love is holy. Food can be all those things, too. But as I mentioned, food can also be harmful. The goal isn’t to be restrictive or tight about what passes through the altar (your mouth) and into the temple (your body). It’s to create sustainable and consistent energy for every deserving cell in your body. That, my friends, is true love.
Here’s a link to the website with the original article and the cover of the new issue. I really enjoyed it and I am sure I will have more to say about it later!
And, an Immersion update: I received the plane ticket and this is really happening! I was at my OA home group last night, cross stitching for the meeting when it finally hit me: I am terrified of this Immersion because it is the first time I will ever be actually completely relinquishing control of my food to someone else entirely. That is terrifying to me.
My Course in Miracles reading this morning was all about love and fear not existing together, and about fear being a misperception of the ego. Indeed. I can’t believe I am already on Lesson 13 in the Workbook. Marianne Williamson’s words on Lesson 13: “The ego works quickly and insidiously to interpret your world in the most fearful way. A Course in Miracles states: “If you are fearful, it is certain that you will endow the world with attributes that it does not possess, and crowd it with images that do not exist.”
Read more: http://www.oprah.com/oprahradio/A-Course-in-Miracles-Lesson-13#ixzz2wQggA3a8
Have a lovely, greens and gratitude filled Wednesday, amigas y amigos!