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Day 12/14
This is definitely the happiest, clearest, most positive day of the fast so far!
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Date: 12/19/2008 6:32:22 AM ( 16 y ) ... viewed 3044 times I decided to break my fast, on Monday, with mung bean sprouts. I started feeling particularly drawn to those, and that was just what I was waiting for. So I bought two small containers, and fresh medjool dates (a very expensive and rare luxury in Finland) to share with my family over Xmas.
This is the second day now that I've felt suddenly in control of my diet, and cravings. I can't say exactly what event triggered this sense of calm and how it eventually came upon so sweetly, but while not completely untempted by heaps of stuff I feel like I've gained a new approach to eating now. Probably I've just put enough thought on the whole ritual.
I feel fine sitting in the same table with people who munch on stuff that I admit being tasty but not being part of me any more, not a part of the raw material to build my every living cell. Xmas approaching no longer overwhelms me. This week I've been very well willing and able to collect all offered Xmas munchies into a bowl - only today there's been three boxes of chocolate around - and take them home to offer my brother and guests. And I haven't even felt bad about that, not a pinch like tasting. I've actually been able to honestly admit to myself and my colleagues out loud that the wonderful Swedish ginger bread cookies smell awesome, and I've actually sniffed them hard and good just to enjoy that spicy aroma. But no, that has not watered my mouth.
I've been able to talk to my relatives openly about how strict I am not going to be with myself, why I do it, and how in return of me not hearing of Jesus from them they will not hear about raw foods from me, either. I am not interested in preaching, only in spreading the word of health to those interested in my opinions.
I am also increadingly interested in dedicately put my mind into a Japanese style of food culture - especially "hara hatchi bu", eat only until 80% full. I will also finally start applying the vital principles of arranging my food and table attractively, eating only from small plates and cups, and, maybe most importantly: chewing my food slowly, consciously, and thoroughly!
I firmly believe that little by little, and now more than ever, I am freeing myself from being a slave to food. And this is a fantastic, optimistic mood to leave the office with to spend my Xmas holidays with my mum, stepdad and brother in a nice city a couple of hours away where we might even have a white Xmas :)
But before that, my little surprise, just after finishing work today...
...of which I will update you on a later note.
I had a curious bowel movement which consisted of a few heavy lumps. They might've been of persimmon pulp, but the somewhat syrupy consistensy made me wonder. Nevertheless I feel great now, much better, since I haven't had a bowel movement or had an enema since Wednesday (it was then, I think - my dementia, be it our genetic type or alcohol-infused, is only getting towards more ridiculous measures...). I'm full of energy, and ready for action. Yesterday I even managed a massive amount of exercise hidden within getting a nearly impossible amount of stuff done in a span of only a couple of hours, and I managed all that only on half a litre of apple juice, and four bottles of water. Not surprisingly I was accordingly tired, andgry and upset when I finally got to my dad's, which was the last stop for the day, but a major partaker was also great misfortune on my part of having experienced an otherwise hellishly challenging day. So all in all, very well done, and a couple of glasses of store-bought three-fruit juice picked me up relatively well and kept me going until my way-too-late time of retiring around midnight.
So, all that now off my mind I will finally post this long and prosaic rant, and concentrate on getting ready for... whatever lies in store.
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