What a glorious weekend it’s been! hope you had a good one, wherever you are and I do know where you all are cos I can see on Google Analytics – how awesome is that invention?
Anyway, I started reading Tonya Zavasta’s Quantum Eating which my lovely friend Lisa lent me. (Lisa’s 11 questions are tomorrow by the way so watch out for that cos her answers are super groovy…kinda like her really!) I’ve wanted to read Tonya’s books for a while but it’s just one of those things I’ve not got around to. I have to say, I really, really enjoyed this book! As I’ve said before I listen to the people getting the results I want and this lady is DAMN HOT for her age! Her premise is really ‘Rawsome Beauty’ – how to achieve beauty through raw foods and quantum eating. Check her out she’s gorgeous for her age (98)…
beauty full
Kidding she’s actually 54.
I’ve read a few quantum physics books before and to be fair most of the time my head is a bit minced and I’m not really sure who I am anymore let alone what bloody dimension it is 🙂 Tonya’s book however is very down to earth (ok some bits aren’t) and she explains how to look at food from the quantum level, that really we don’t get all of our energy from food and she asks us to challenge a lot of preconceived ideas.
She recommends eating high quality organic water-based raw foods and not eating after 2pm. She’s been reportedly eating this way for a while now and reaped a whole range of benefits including mega anti-ageing, sort of like taking raw food to the next level I guess. She refers to her diet as Calorie Restriction Optimum Nutrition – there are a lot of people against calorie restriction and I’m by no means touting it but what it did make me do is ponder a bit more on my night time eating. I do tend to snack all through the evening and in to the night but not because I’m truly hungry, not because my body is asking for nutrition (that’s why we eat right?) but just because I can (ok and because raw choc pudding and treats are just so DAMN TASTY!
Tonya goes in to a lot of detail about circadian rhythms and eating when your body is ready to assimilate and that’s not before you go to bed baby! 🙂 In a way I started to feel really sorry for my body. I know I have treated it pretty badly over the years but even just eating, eating, eating when it’s trying so desperately to sort out all the crap it needs to do – pun intended – feels a bit like self abuse… It’s like “ENOUGH ALREADY CAN’T YOU SEE I’M TRYIN’ TO WORK HERE?” 🙂 Again, I guess it comes back to being in touch with your body (I don’t mean touching yourself…although there’s nothing wrong with that of course…where AM i going with that?) but being in tune YES tune is a better word. Certainly accessing raw food nutrition has put me more in tune with my body and I am driven to eat things more by instinct than by mind-control but I still do snack on the raw foods when I don’t have to. I guess there’s a lot of people do that but maybe before you reach for the kitchen cupboard it’s a good idea to ask yourself WHY you are wanting to eat – what need are you trying to fill?
Soooo last night I stopped eating or drinking anything after 5pm. Dinner was bloody marvellous – a nice big PHAT salad I enjoyed outside in the sun with organic freshly picked lettuce from the walled garden (I do live in heaven), dandelion greens, avo, tomato, cucumber, celery, DULSE (for a change), crystal manna, turmeric, lemon juice, hemp oil, alfalfa and a sprinkling of kelp. Serious www.tummyfest.com
phat salad
I broke my fast (which is what breakfast means) at 8am this morning with 2 pints of green juice. Yummy it was too! I found some wild mint hiding away on the other side of the estate to add to the mix. But going back to last night, it was ever so slightly challenging not eating and honouring the compulsion to go find something to snack on. There were a few times I got the impulse to go through to the kitchen and make something even though I knew and understood I wasn’t hungry! When the urge came I just reminded myself that I was trying this experiment for one night – even I can do something for one night and then it passed. Kinda reminded me of the craving for a fag when I’d given up. My mind would try and trick me to go have one, then I’d consciously become aware I’d given up and the craving would pass in minutes. It was like that last night. Awesome when you glean insight in to your own psyche isn’t it? 🙂
I felt miles better for it this morning, had a great sleep (no going for a pee 3 times like I usually do – which is apparently related to eating late not drinking which surprised me) and woke up at 6am. I won’t lie and say I was bright as a button and full o’ the joys but I did feel good. I’m going to keep up for a few more days and see whether it makes any difference. I like that Tonya doesn’t recommend you jump in to anything, particularly if you eat a high cooked or toxic diet or are not consuming nutritious foods or are dehydrated. I highly recommend a read for something a bit different to get your teeth in to…just not after 2pm ha ha!!
Magic.
Err, not much else to report really. My raw food class starts a week tomorrow at Strathclyde Uni in Glasgow and people are already snapping up the places for the 6 week course that begins in October. It’s so fantastic to run it through the uni, they have such a fab selection of tutors (myself included obviously) and they work really hard to bring new things to the public for great prices! If I was teaching this privately it would cost a heck of a lot more so this way everyone wins because it’s a great price for a great message 🙂
Emma, have you ever tried rag rugging? If you love colouring in, I reckon you will love it! You can do a rug of your favourite mandala pictures, and recycle some old fabrics too 🙂 xx
I’d never even heard of it before you mentioned it. Just googled it and it looks awesome! I really think my left-brain creativity is opening up in my old age 🙂
Thanks for passing on the idea xx
Eating, loving, singing and digesting are, in actuality, the four acts of the mirthful opera known as freshness, and they pass like bubbles of a grit of champagne. Whoever lets them break without having enjoyed them is a entire fool.
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