on food and love

Much has changed. And in the most base and yet foundational form. I speak of food. I smile at this thought, for it has always seemed quite a primitive occupation, no? I have, though, yet discovered that it is a gift. It is life. And it is to the base of my life I must explore and consider before I feel I can preoccupy my mind with that I have often found loftier.

My exploration started with a suggestion made by my Naturopath and quickly became my most sought after research the past 4 months. How could I have ignored this part of life for so long? That which gives us life, that which sustains us, that which heals, that which gives us energy, motivation, mental clarity. That which causes illness and kills and that which brings peace and joy. That which we share with all creatures on earth, and on a daily basis partake in to bring us to yet another day. Humanity has come a long way to have food become something we spend little time thinking about and as with all technology and industrial growth with our great gains there is always something lost. Once I came to understand the detriments of taking for granted food consumption I have been reminded to consider the roots of health, the basics of life.

I have found much and I could write much. I could write new poetry on the earth, the animals and the humans that have so carelessly taken charge. I now wonder at our illnesses that kill millions each year that had never existed in past decades and still remain unknown in certain areas of the world. But most of all, how I start this thought, this dialogue - how we could be so removed from this basic yet paramount part of our lives and leave it unconsidered.

As I changed my diet, I filled my journals with the changes I experienced. My energy increased, my mental clarity improved, I slept more sound, I found myself quite joyful. Something seemed to lift from my shoulders. I felt as though I could breath more deeply and understand more clearly. I felt strangely aware of things I never was before. I felt more in tune with nature with all living things. I felt deeply at peace and a huge increase in joy and I had written in my journal, "All I know is that my life has changed. I am in love."

I will write another entry on my thoughts on food and theology and spirituality - for you all know how consumed I am with this marriage of ideologies, and more so, how all these are connected. But for now, I speak merely pragmatically. We must deeply consider our meals for they have significant implications on our bodies, our persons, and our world. It is not easy. It is a process and a journey. But it is beautiful.