My version of peace
Monday, March 14, 2011
I am ridiculous
It's official. I should just accept my status forever more as a languishing yo-yo. I'm having an identity crisis. I have a lot more ingredients to add to the pot of irony. So when I started out the beginning of the year, I gave myself a steep challenge. I knew that it was a hardy portion of self-discipline, and at the time I was on fire with resolve. I was resolute in my goal to myself. To spend an entire year exploring the world of raw foods. As I look back, I admire my fortitude, but also see the potential that I provided myself to majorly fall off the wagon. But I began this journey, I intended to be open minded through out the process, available to a change in mentality whatever that perspective might entail. Little did I know what I was opening myself up to. And little did I realize what a humbling process it would prove to be. Even though I haven't adhered to a completely strict RAW diet since the first month of the year, I will say that the raw foods theory has still captured my mentality and it is often at the forefront of my food making and tasting decisions. The influence of raw foods is sprinkled all over my daily nutritional intake. I let myself cheat and pretend that it didn't happen. That's the power of making the rules. And I'm not trying to desecrate the RAW foods movement in any way shape or form by admitting that I haven't been adhering in a purest fashion to the law of the living. Oh, it was my intent to, back in the day, on that fateful day of January 1st. Time is really good at numbing resolve, making us forget what our first epiphany was. But I don't count my efforts in vain. I only remind myself that my true resolve for this year was to express myself in a real manner. To get back to the basics of life. To not be afraid to simplify or try something different. I am saying all this because recently I have once again had my thinking broadened and challenged. I think I may save the story for my next entry. It will hold a much more humorous tone. Let's just say it has something to do with a jungle cat and a grazing cow.
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