For the past few months I’ve made a lot of commitments (admittedly, most of them were half hearted) in the attempt to improve my health and feel my best. I’ve fumbled a bit as I’ve tried to find my groove as a woman who wants to be the absolute best mother for her daughter while also making my personal health a priority. I just don’t feel too well or happy when I don’t take care of myself as I’m accustomed. It hasn’t been too easy to find this balance. I know I’ve expressed this many times in the past seventeen months but it’s worth repeating: motherhood is intense!
Rather than getting ready for another cleanse, detox, or new approach to eating well, I’m just going to give into love for a year. I’m done with making commitments that exhaust and deplete me. Sadly, it seems I’ve bought into the idea that in order to feel great, I have to suffer in some way and give up things that delight me and feel natural and healthy.
Deep down I just don’t believe that we are meant to suffer to achieve our greatest health. I actually think that seems kind if stupid. Self imposed suffering in order to feel good? No pain, no gain has never been a motto I’m fond of. I’ve learned the hard way that when I try to force something because I think for whatever reason that it’s the best thing for me, it always backfires.
Whenever I approach something from a space of peace and of love, however, nothing backfires. When I approach things with love I’m kind and gentle with myself and with others. I think this is because I give myself room to mess up, which leaves me room to grow. There’s no pressure and no destructive reactions.
For the past three weeks and for the following forty nine weeks, I haven’t engaged in any sort of diet, detox or cleanse. You read that right. I give up! It’s an attempt to love myself silly rather than be hyper critical of myself for being less than perfect. As much as I have enjoyed and benefited from the detox pillars I’ve learned and integrated into my life these past 5+ years, I’ve also suffered (see my post “When It Feels Like A Diet, It’s Time To Stop“). I’ve suffered due to my own foolishness. I haven’t trusted myself enough in the past to follow my own lead on what to consume. I haven’t trusted my body enough to listen to it and tone down the information and never ending facts and new nutritional discoveries that are always spilling out onto the bookshelves and throughout the interwebs from gurus, MD’s, and my fellow nutritionists alike.
We need knowledge, of course. But I think I’ve focused on the analytical side of things a bit too much, and not enough on my own intuition. I feel that I know enough to trust going with what feels right to me at this point.
So I’ll keep you posted and will share more details very soon. It’s my hope that this provides me with a lasting transformation, one that brings with it the freedom I’ve been seeking all these years.
Anybody want to join me?