All my life, I've been surrounded by food. Food was never simply used as fuel or
sustenance, but as a reward, comfort, band-aide…and yes, even as punishment
(usually self-inflicted). I love food;
almost all foods. I was never considered
a picky eater by any means. Broccoli?
Yes, please. Salad? Bring on the “rabbit
food”!! Steak? A perfect medium-rare is the way to go. Chocolate cake? The only thing missing is a tall glass of
milk. You get my point. My problem has always been that I liked too
much of all of it. It most certainly didn't help that I loved all the convenient processed food to go with all the
natural stuff.
However, it wasn't until I met a former classmate, who had
become a Vegan for almost 10 years prior to us meeting, that my mind started to open up to what I was
really doing to my body! So, I started
to read. I read about the effects
different food can have on the mind and body.
I started to understand how the foods I ate and drank daily, or on the
regular affected me. I started to make
small changes and have noticed the difference.
The human body is completely amazing.
It’s a well-oiled machine that given the right care and maintenance, it
will run smoothly and efficiently.
Unfortunately, we, as humans, get in the way of our best health more often than not, and pollute our systems with excess and potential poisons simply for self-gratification.
Unfortunately, we, as humans, get in the way of our best health more often than not, and pollute our systems with excess and potential poisons simply for self-gratification.
I’m not perfect…I’m human.
Sometimes I choose not to listen to what my body says and I
indulge. I’m learning, on occasion, that
indulging is OK. Doing it every day only
sets me back on my new goal to live a happy, quality life.
Much Love!
Marisa
Much Love!
Marisa
