For some readers, this may be the last visit to this blog "Blending For 30":
In preparation for our drive to Tuscon yesterday afternoon, I grabbed a CD to enjoy along the way. I assumed it would be music, but it happened to be Dr. Christiane Northrup on Whole Nutrition. This was no coincidence.
I listened attentively. I got the bit about "women, self-nourishment, and emotional eating." Last night when all was quiet, I spent an hour reading through her website. Really cool.
This blending for 30 is a diet. I've always thought of a diet as something someone does for a period of time and achieve certain results. I think of the yo-yo effect. The diet doesn't work permanently and more agonizing issues surface, often greater than prior to the diet. I've never considered myself a "dieter" as my weight has hovered around 105 pounds for most my full grown life (exception in 3 pregnancies and I gained about 25 pounds during each!).
This whole experiment is a diet. A diet can look like a box. One goes inside the box for the secrets to life. One forgets to go outside the box for greater understanding of oneself.
Last night I "went outside the box" happily with our children. They were eager to make pizza. We agreed on a vegan style. As it was, we were shopping for food in Tuscon at 5:30 p.m. and getting "grumbles in the tumbles" (translation: we were hungry).
How did we create a pizza in the parking lot? A picnic table magically appeared. We set out our contents. First, a slice of sprouted grain bread. Second, a spread of Seeds of Change traditional spaghetti sauce (Calvin's pick). Third, slices of gourmet vegan cheddar cheese (prepared with a pocket pen knife!). The only heat was from the 90-degree evening air and it actually softened the cheese. We marveled over our results and relished the time together.
Today I did enjoy a green smoothie starring banana, goji berries, cacao (and more...). And it was great with some creamy oatmeal with apples and raisins. I had plate of lettuce for dinner with a creamy avocado/orange juice/garlic sauce. We steamed broccoli and grated carrots and swirled in "vegenaise" dressing [one youngster claimed the carrots looked and tasted like cheese!]. I enjoyed a few organic corn chips and some bites of brown rice cakes. The sesame seed milk I made the other day was refreshing!
From the mouth of Chris: "I eat whatever I want." I often roll my eyes over this. Heck, why not eat whatever I want? I remember a motto from my days as a gymnast: "Practice doesn't make perfect. Perfect practice makes perfection."
Someone like me takes this motto and goes with it. Perfection is another box. When will I part with this one?
Breaking through the box. This is a recurring lesson for me.