Friday, January 21, 2011
There is no detox program quite as effective as the flu, and, after the holiday season (during which I ate everything, drank everything), it was high time for a cleanse. I stopped eating cookies and breads as of New Year's but hadn't really gotten around to foregoing rich foods and too much wine until the beat down from Herr Virus on Wednesday. So in that way I guess I could be grateful, if I were a generous person, that is.
Once upon a time I used to fast one day a month, usually at the dark moon. Fasting is actually a great thing, unless you take it too far, something many Americans routinely do because we're just so extreme. Fasting for a day or two or three? That's great. Gives the digestive system a rest, re-sets the appetite, clears the mind and heart. Those mega fasts of seven to ten days are terribly hard on the heart, liver and kidneys, though people like them because after a few days without food, we humans get so high, so stoned - seriously. And, as I said, because we are Americans we like super-sized everything, even super-sized fasts. It's embarrassing to be an American sometimes.
I'm against the big macho fasts, but a short break from everything but juice and water every now and then? Yes.
I'm thinking a better time, for me at least, would be the day of the full moon. That ole Devil Moon, as Tess of the blog Willow Manor would say, frequently trips me up. To dance in shamanic alignment with the energy, by fasting - just for one day, might improve my relationship with Sister Luna, ya think?
At the very least it would provide me with the clarity I have today in the wake of a couple of days of drastically reduced intake.
I am so lucky to be able to make choices like this: when to eat, what to eat - or not eat. This choice is a luxury that most of humankind, throughout history, everywhere on the planet, has not had. I'm going to try to remember this as I move slowly back into the world of food and drink. Going to try to keep it simple. I really am.
Happy Friday. Shalom.
Can you tell this is a teapot? Kind of hard to read the pic. It's on the sign at Sidamo Coffee and Tea at 4th and H Streets NE. Great place.