Thursday, January 4, 2012.
Well, so far, so good. Day 3 and closing in on the real thing (liquid fasting, that is).
I actually had my rapple sauce (mixed with yogurt), for dinner, and almost couldn't finish it, so my stomach is shrinking, pretty quickly, apparently.
I haven't bitten my nails in 3 days, and have kept on track (despite the nasty cold turnabout), with exercise. Made it all the way to the top of the hill, today, and could have gone further, if Boo-Boo didn't keep getting poo-poo in his butt hair.........he's such a funny little critter.......he stops dead if he gets so much as a tiny twig in his foot hair.........and he's 30 pounds, so I AIN'T lugging him.......I keep telling him to shake his booty when he's done with the pooty-duty, but he NEVER listens, seems like......almost as bad trying to hike with a toddler...........lol.
I also cleaned out my fridge today. :) Found all sorts of things I won't use, either because I don't like them, (in which case, they are being given away), or because I won't use them, while fasting, in which case they went upstairs in the back stock refrigerator (Rich's). It always strikes me as funny how much extra time I have, when not preparing food to eat. :)
Thursday, January 5, 2012.
Day four of my fast, and all is seemingly well, although it is morning and so, is too soon to tell, for sure.
I do feel the need to reiterate something a friend of mine said on FB (Facebook), and that is that fasting brings up so much emotional stuff, it's sometimes unreal and/or surreal.
For me, the break from food is often a very welcome break (just for the "not having to prepare anything" aspect, alone), but also because it tends to test my resolve and commitment to wanting to heal on a spiritual as well as a physical plane.
As hard as the physical withdrawal to food, is, it's nothing in comparison to the emotional and spiritual withdrawal that I end up feeling.
I know from fasting before, successfully (once last January for a month, and once last July, for three weeks), that I CAN do it, which is something I've never had before. I'd always thought that my addiction to coffee and sweets was something I was stuck with, permanently, for the rest of my life.
Being freed from that belief alone, made the other types of withdrawal less burdensome, but only in hindsight, (being 20/20, and all that).
This will be my third "liquids-only" fast, and it shows every sign of also containing that first week, or even week-and-a-half bout, of heavy anxiety, right along with it. I know I can ride it out, though, (because of my other successful fasting), so I've decided that it's an important thing to do, again, and again, until I can come to terms with it.
It's something from another life, that anxiety. From where I am at right now, I believe it's a permanently embedded fear in my psychosis about where the next meal may come from. As a youngest child of six, in a very dysfunctional, very poor, (on all levels), fend-for-self environment, a box of cereal without cockroaches in it, was a miracle I don't think I ever experienced.
From my other fasts, though, I found that the addiction to coffee and sweets, was largely just that; an unrealistic fear. I have reason to hope that this one is not permanent, either, and will ease. Whether or not it will ease with this latest fast, remains to be seen.
I have reason (and experience, now, under my belt), to believe that eventually, it will, as the transition window of undesirable detox symptoms does seem to lessen a bit, each time. One of the many reasons to continue fasting is to test this theory out. Wouldn't it be something if all of our emotional and spiritual demons could merely be exorcised by removing oneself from the intake of food stuffs?
The saints and prophets certainly thought as much, here is a quote that I have on my refrigerator:
Did I just say easy? Good lord, fasting is anything but easy. And yet, and yet, it really IS easy, in some ways. The simplicity of it is freeing, but the getting there, to the simplicity, is difficult, indeed, beset as we are with all of the complex things that make us up, as humans.
Which brings me to the thought of our very complex human lives. I believe many of those complexities are created because we have such complex brains, and while it's fascinating indeed, the human brain, it tends to hide itself, creating an intense internal drama, behind the face of the human, that has little or no bearing to the world outside itself.
I think fasting enables us to put this complex thinking machine, (our brain), on hold for a little while, and get a little more in touch with reality. At the same time, it sets us free to travel in the astral plane (spiritually) and briefly, ever so briefly, become in sync with the divine aspects of ourselves and enable us to truly know what it is, to be having a human experience as a spiritual being. Truly, I don't know of a drug on earth, that can enable us to reach this Zenith.
So, it certainly sounds easy, doesn't it? And yet, when I think about how hard it is to actually DO, I just have to shake my head in bemusement at the practical joke played on us, by our maker. I don't believe I've ever done anything that's harder, unless it was to walk away from a former life, leaving everything I cared about, behind, in order to keep it safe.
Which leads me to conclude that the human condition is a complete conundrum, that has left philosophers, scientists and most other professionals (who study these things), as deluded as the rest of us, despite all the initials they have earned to put after their names.
On that note, I am off to walk the dog, drink some vegetable juice, tend the chickens and possibly clean some more.
Rara Avis signing out from the House of Found Goods.
Well, so far, so good. Day 3 and closing in on the real thing (liquid fasting, that is).
I actually had my rapple sauce (mixed with yogurt), for dinner, and almost couldn't finish it, so my stomach is shrinking, pretty quickly, apparently.
I haven't bitten my nails in 3 days, and have kept on track (despite the nasty cold turnabout), with exercise. Made it all the way to the top of the hill, today, and could have gone further, if Boo-Boo didn't keep getting poo-poo in his butt hair.........he's such a funny little critter.......he stops dead if he gets so much as a tiny twig in his foot hair.........and he's 30 pounds, so I AIN'T lugging him.......I keep telling him to shake his booty when he's done with the pooty-duty, but he NEVER listens, seems like......almost as bad trying to hike with a toddler...........lol.
I also cleaned out my fridge today. :) Found all sorts of things I won't use, either because I don't like them, (in which case, they are being given away), or because I won't use them, while fasting, in which case they went upstairs in the back stock refrigerator (Rich's). It always strikes me as funny how much extra time I have, when not preparing food to eat. :)
Thursday, January 5, 2012.
Day four of my fast, and all is seemingly well, although it is morning and so, is too soon to tell, for sure.
I do feel the need to reiterate something a friend of mine said on FB (Facebook), and that is that fasting brings up so much emotional stuff, it's sometimes unreal and/or surreal.
For me, the break from food is often a very welcome break (just for the "not having to prepare anything" aspect, alone), but also because it tends to test my resolve and commitment to wanting to heal on a spiritual as well as a physical plane.
As hard as the physical withdrawal to food, is, it's nothing in comparison to the emotional and spiritual withdrawal that I end up feeling.
I know from fasting before, successfully (once last January for a month, and once last July, for three weeks), that I CAN do it, which is something I've never had before. I'd always thought that my addiction to coffee and sweets was something I was stuck with, permanently, for the rest of my life.
Being freed from that belief alone, made the other types of withdrawal less burdensome, but only in hindsight, (being 20/20, and all that).
This will be my third "liquids-only" fast, and it shows every sign of also containing that first week, or even week-and-a-half bout, of heavy anxiety, right along with it. I know I can ride it out, though, (because of my other successful fasting), so I've decided that it's an important thing to do, again, and again, until I can come to terms with it.
It's something from another life, that anxiety. From where I am at right now, I believe it's a permanently embedded fear in my psychosis about where the next meal may come from. As a youngest child of six, in a very dysfunctional, very poor, (on all levels), fend-for-self environment, a box of cereal without cockroaches in it, was a miracle I don't think I ever experienced.
From my other fasts, though, I found that the addiction to coffee and sweets, was largely just that; an unrealistic fear. I have reason to hope that this one is not permanent, either, and will ease. Whether or not it will ease with this latest fast, remains to be seen.
I have reason (and experience, now, under my belt), to believe that eventually, it will, as the transition window of undesirable detox symptoms does seem to lessen a bit, each time. One of the many reasons to continue fasting is to test this theory out. Wouldn't it be something if all of our emotional and spiritual demons could merely be exorcised by removing oneself from the intake of food stuffs?
The saints and prophets certainly thought as much, here is a quote that I have on my refrigerator:
Fasting is the most important of the acts of devotion. Keep yourself hungry, because an empty stomach is a source of wisdom. Prophets and saints have always gained their strength from fasting, but it must be done in degrees. Nothing helps an ascetic reach his goal faster than fasting, nor wins greater favor in God's eye's. It is one of the keys to the treasures of wisdom. Sayyid Burhaneddin.I believe one of my friends on FB (Facebook) posted this awhile ago. It struck me as profound and accurate, so I keep it handy as a reminder that as hard as it is, I am not alone in the endeavor. This month, on FB, there are actually at least 4 (perhaps 5) of us, on the fasting train. This is also enormously helpful. There truly is strength in numbers, even if they are only virtual contacts. I don't think it would be quite so easy without knowing of them. :)
Did I just say easy? Good lord, fasting is anything but easy. And yet, and yet, it really IS easy, in some ways. The simplicity of it is freeing, but the getting there, to the simplicity, is difficult, indeed, beset as we are with all of the complex things that make us up, as humans.
Which brings me to the thought of our very complex human lives. I believe many of those complexities are created because we have such complex brains, and while it's fascinating indeed, the human brain, it tends to hide itself, creating an intense internal drama, behind the face of the human, that has little or no bearing to the world outside itself.
I think fasting enables us to put this complex thinking machine, (our brain), on hold for a little while, and get a little more in touch with reality. At the same time, it sets us free to travel in the astral plane (spiritually) and briefly, ever so briefly, become in sync with the divine aspects of ourselves and enable us to truly know what it is, to be having a human experience as a spiritual being. Truly, I don't know of a drug on earth, that can enable us to reach this Zenith.
So, it certainly sounds easy, doesn't it? And yet, when I think about how hard it is to actually DO, I just have to shake my head in bemusement at the practical joke played on us, by our maker. I don't believe I've ever done anything that's harder, unless it was to walk away from a former life, leaving everything I cared about, behind, in order to keep it safe.
Which leads me to conclude that the human condition is a complete conundrum, that has left philosophers, scientists and most other professionals (who study these things), as deluded as the rest of us, despite all the initials they have earned to put after their names.
On that note, I am off to walk the dog, drink some vegetable juice, tend the chickens and possibly clean some more.
Rara Avis signing out from the House of Found Goods.
2 comments:
oh, I do love this post...so much truth there...good job, Mona!
oh, renee, that must be you........thanks for responding. i like your posts, too. :)
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