February 28th, 2009 § Comments Off on In the raw § permalink
Well, I made it through my fast. And honestly, it was the smoothest fast I’ve ever done. I can say that now, because my belly is full and satisfied. But it really was a good fast.
My husband was surprised how quickly it seemed to go from his perspective, and that my responses to daily life during the fast were generally positive. This is not always the case. Fasting brings up old stuff, buried deep down inside. I guess fasting every spring for more than ten years has left little residue. My engine is pretty clean.
But…there were quite a few moments where I craved things: pizza, chicken, meat of all kinds (I only eat fish and the occasional piece of chicken if I feel I need it) so these cravings were unusual. Yet, by day 10, all my cravings had vanished. I was luminous!
Now to stay that way.
The first thing I had when breaking my fast was fresh-squeezed orange juice. It tasted divine. So divine, in fact, that I couldn’t bear the idea of reverting to pasta and cheese and the usual things I considered staples. I wanted raw.
This isn’t the first time. I’ve often eaten a completely raw diet. But sooner or later I’m derailed by the busy-ness of life or eating out or the long winters we face in Canada. And to be honest, back when I first started dabbling in raw food, it wasn’t as inspired as it is today. A little trip online reveals dozens of raw food blogs with lots of fantastic recipes that leave you feeling satisfied and inspired about the whole thing. Here’s one blog that I love:
It’s wonderful. I made one of the recipes for dinner this evening and it was yum. But the best part of raw is, you don’t have to worry about how much you eat! It’s okay, it’s good for you!
February 23rd, 2009 § Comments Off on Day 8 § permalink
It’s day 8 of my fast and I have to admit, I’m ready to get on with it. Maybe it’s the cold, maybe it’s the boredom of not eating, I don’t know. But I have four more days to go before I get to chew on something again and it’s getting hard.
Okay, it doesn’t help that I read James Bow’s blog and STUPIDLY clicked on a link that took me to the most disgusting food on the planet. Thing is, it didn’t look disgusting to me. Not at all. It looked like heaven. When you’re ready to eat your own arm, a four-story sandwich layered with five kinds of meat looks very appealing. And I don’t even eat meat.
My only option at this point is distraction. Distraction. So here I am, looking at my plants – isn’t this fun?! Plants are so fun to look at, yeah! Look at the plants…*sigh*
February 17th, 2009 § Comments Off on thoughts on isolation and loneliness § permalink
Perhaps it’s the sun or the burgeoning spring, or the fact that I’m fasting (two weeks without food – yes, you read that correctly) but my thoughts of late turn ever deeper inward. Normally, my days are populated with a healthy balance of activity and cerebral pursuits in equal measures so that I’m rarely at a loose ends. But the past few days have left me somewhat wanting and I’ve come to the following conclusion: writing is lonely.
Of course, I’ve always known this to be true but never before has the whole thing felt so isolating. Most of the time I’m more than happy to be alone. I actually prefer it. But what happens when you find yourself wandering down a metaphysical footpath, wondering about the nature of reality and you can’t find your way back home? It’s like suddenly finding yourself lost in the woods with no idea as to how you got there.
It doesn’t help that my husband and I have been watching episodes of the X Files nightly for two months straight. I’m a huge fan of the show and Brian gifted me the entire boxed set for Christmas. It’s been incredible to be able to watch the episodes back to back, without commercial interruption and seamlessly from season to season. But I’m not so sure it’s good for the mind. At least, not my mind.
I know once I’ve burned through the entire set (we’re on season seven of nine) I’ll feel somehow at a loss. Spending every night with Mulder and Scully has become an irresistible addiction. This from a person who never watches regular TV. We don’t even have cable. But the show is so good, we’ve been gorging ourselves recklessly. And now I find I’ve been feeling quite lonely when I sit down at my desk to write. What is the nature of reality? How do I know I’m even at my desk and not staring into the endless woods? If I stay here long enough, will somebody come and find me?
At any moment, a bright light is going to appear above the trees, I just know it…
February 17th, 2009 § Comments Off on Good wood § permalink
Nothing says warm like a giant stack of wood for the fire.
We finally got around to cutting the standing dead beech we’ve been eying for the past year. The weather was perfect for felling trees: sunny, cool and completely still.
We cut six trees, one so large, it was like bagging an elephant. We left several beech standing as houses for the squirrels and birds. Using the sled, we hauled the rounds to the woodshed. Now we just have to split and stack them…
February 10th, 2009 § Comments Off on All The Way Home in mass market § permalink
All The Way Home, the sequel to No Small Thing will be out in mass market paperback this April. HaperCollins did a great job on the new cover. It’s lovely and more in keeping with the mass market cover of No Small Thing. I hope you like it!