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For the love of food


I know I am writing about food again. The food blog is actually my wife, Cory's blog at http://coryography.wordpress.com It is actually so much more and I highly recommend it. This would actually be a subset of the continuation of the self love post. It occurred to me today how dysfunctional our relationship with food is. It is not a surprise. The quality of food in the mass produced world of processed, high-fructose corn syrup laced food is crap. And every day we find out the food that we love is horrible for us ... and then it is good, but next week, it is bad again. My daughter, Celia, once asked as only a child can, "Why isn't all food good for us?" I will let you ponder that one.

I am one of those persons who is blessed with the ability to eat anything I want and not turn into Sigmund the sea monster. I have always ate what I wanted, when i wanted it. Now that I have found out some not so savory information about my food, I have been more careful about the food I take in. I have also had some stomach issues that seem to be food related. With an augmented diet, I have curbed my stomach problems.

Here it is. If you love yourself, you should only put good food in your body. With the absence of knowing 100% about the healthiness of the food you eat, you must BELIEVE that everything you put in your body is MEDICINE. If you don't, you are not loving yourself. How could you be? Why would you intentionally poison yourself? Don't we all eat a piece of cake or drink something alcoholic and think, "I'm gonna pay for this tomorrow..." Or the immediate regret after, when you say, "Why did I eat that?! I am so bloated. I can feel my ankles swelling as we speak. I knew this was going to happen." We like to prognosticate. "With the holidays coming, I'm gonna gain 10 pounds and have to go back on Weight Watchers." Why is gaining weight inevitable?

I am not advocating the eating of all soda, cake, candy and ice cream and trying to make believe that it is awesome for you. No. You have to be smart. But when you eat the occasional brownie or cheeseburger, you must feel as though it is absolute healing, medicine or don't eat it. Don't intentionally eat crap because you "deserve" it and feel that you have just sabotaged yourself.

I am an everything-in-moderation kind of person (with borderline obsessive tendencies when it comes to sweets). But I always enjoy the heck out of those sweets with little regret. Your mind and your body have a strong connection. When you fear something, the brain sends out signals to release hormones like cortisol, the fight or flight hormone or stress hormone. When you are happy, your brain sets loose the endorphines to accentuate the feeling. Have you ever grabbed your water, but it was not water it was Sprite? For a few seconds, the soda tastes like water, then it tastes like sour water, then when you realize what it is, the flavor of Sprite comes into focus. Your mind has a tremendous effect on everything including the food you take in.

If you think love, that is going to be your experience. I am not a nutritionalist nor a doctor, but I know that we all have an idea about nutrition and health for our own bodies. I am not saying that if you follow my idea about food, you will necessarily get thin and heal all your bodily problems. This is a practice of love that starts with you. It is about your intentions, followed by your actions, followed by your feelings. This can change your experience, your body and your world. Love yourself first in everything you do. You will start to eat healthier foods too, when you realize that this is an act of self-love. But please, when you eat that cookie, drink that occasional soda or beer enjoy it fully and believe in its healing properties or don't take it into your body. Your body will respond to your feelings and change thing accordingly.

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