In my last entry, I talked about how difficult October was, how often I succumbed to craving to get through the challenging moments.
Last night, one of the latest reality TV shows was on. My daughter is
just fascinated by this one. It is called "The Biggest Loser." She
prides herself on being thin. She openly talks about people who are
fat. I try to explain that it is rude to do so, but she is seven years
old. She is too young to hold her tongue. She is also not malicious
about it, she is just talking about what she sees. It seems that media
and culture have collided to give her the same views of the overweight
and obese that many in America share. Fat people are ugly. Skinny
people are beautiful. That is that.
Mindful eating is an appropriate topic for me to reflect on at this
time of year... not even a week after Halloween. I spent the last week
gourging myself with chocolate, Smarties, Snickers bars, mini Twix.
Next there will be Thanksgiving and Christmas, and all the family
gatherings and turkey and dressing and the cakes... pound cake, red
velvet cake, cheesecake.
I used to eat one meal a day... period. Healthy food. Bean soups,
sauteed vegetables, rice. I didn't feel deprived. I just did it. I'm
trying to figure out when my relationship with food became so unstable.
When did I start looking at what I ate as a source of anything more or
less than nourishment. What is going on with me when all I can think
about is eating something sweet?
These were the thoughts that started to swirl around in my head as I read Meeting Faith
this morning. I used to be a vegetarian. This was long before I found
Still Point, long before I took the precepts. But now, I haven't given
changes to my diet any serious thought (except for the potential weight
loss that could go with it, and even then...)
I need to spend some time really looking at this, consciously
bringing mindfulness to my mealtime. I need to uncover every resistance
I have to living the Reflection at the Moment of Using Faith talks about in her book.
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