Survival is such a distant concept from us with a grocery store on every corner and a credit card in every pocket.
To say “I’m starving” is always exaggeratedly overstated.
And every time I’ve read spiritual literature about *not* worrying over food or drink, I always connect it personally to money
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What happens when you don't reflect your identity?
My whole life I’ve always been healthy. I’ve enjoyed physical activity, I’ve been naturally thin, and I’ve stayed away from drugs, alcohol or smoking. I may have an ailment from time to time, but I am a healthy, optimistic person.
Except when ….
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I have been developing my self control muscle so strong recently. I hardly even get tempted and even in moments of total hunger, I’m able to avoid the candy bar section in the check out aisle. But I’m on my last stand. I have one major hang up that used to catch me up every time. The next day I would find myself glutened…
People pleasing.
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Today I ordered Jimmy John's for a friend who has no allergies or dietary restrictions.
It was liberating to feel normal.
"Everything. I want everything that you normally put on the sandwich. No special requests, at all. Just the normal. What everyone gets!" I say with a grin.
Because you know I'm the one that asks the waiter 700 questions before ordering. And then gives them the stink eye, just to make sure I can tell they really know what they're talking about. An interrogation and lie detector test, all before appetizers. That's my reality.
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What if someone told you, you are never ever allowed to go to Africa. In your whole life. Never.
Your response would be something like -- meh, that's fine. I WILL GO - simply because you said I couldn't. I wasn't planning on going -- but NOW I really want to.
Many Americans won't ever go to Africa in their lifetime.
But no one is saying to them: "You're not allowed." And for some reason, that makes a difference.
We often don't know we're limited until someone tells us we can't.
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The truth that I learn from having celiacs is sometimes startling (in a good way).
It’s angering and startling all at the same time.
When I first stopped eating gluten, the results came quickly. I felt more energy, I didn't lay in bed for hours, the migraines weren't as frequent... It was an adventure because every week I saw the power of eliminating one single oppressor.
It took a few months. Maybe almost a year. But eventually a light bulb went off.
I didn’t have to feel bad.
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I want it, so I get it.
That’s how it’s always worked. And that’s how our western-culture minds have been molded. That’s what happiness is, right? Getting anything you want, whenever you want.
Self control is the least-desired, least-cultivated trait in our common lives.
“How long can I go without buying it?”
Or drinking it?
Or viewing it?
Those aren’t questions we ask ourselves daily ... except when we realize “it” is a major problem.
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It’s interesting how we can easily settle for subpar. I always thought I was healthy, happy, motivated and joyful. But the undercurrent throughout the years was a search for more. Because I felt like something wasn’t right in my body. And more, I had a suspicion that it could be better.
It wasn’t until I was diagnosed with celiacs and began living life free of kryptonite, that I started to understand what health could be. What life could be. I thought headaches, and stomaches, and body aches, and random annoyances was just called HUMAN.
But it wasn’t. Random pain is actually not at all how our bodies function...
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