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I've been eating very raw for the last few years. I can see how far I've come, that these days I am quicker to listen to what my body craves and try to fulfill those needs. Like lately I keep hearing it call for "watermelon" and by golly, if I eat hardly anything but watermelon for a couple of days I'm fine with that.
I used to stubbornly admonish myself with rules like "three meals a day" and "You should eat whole wheat, it's good for you" and if I didn't feel so great after following such rules I didn't take my physical and emotional response for what they were: the best indicators of what was actually good for me to be taking into my body.
Don't get me wrong, I still eat plenty of things that don't count as raw. I am on a constant ride through life messing up, bouncing back and fourth and in and out of raw. What keeps me feeling good about the whole thing is that gradually the bounce back to raw happens more quickly and for longer periods of time. If I mess up I just move on and don't look back.
Today I got a glimpse of how my emotional healing has kind of gotten sidetracked while my professional journey and my attempts to stay raw have overshadowed many other things. I've been grieving the loss of a work friendship that brought me a lot of joy and lightheartedness during a time of workplace transition and stress. I don't know what I did or said but this person has made it clear with a fierce and stone-like silence that they no longer want to be friends. It wasn't like we were friendly outside of work and it took me by surprise how deeply it hurt to be ignored.
I've been living with this disappointment for a couple of weeks (typical introvert not sharing what matters most to me!). I was hanging out with my son in the yard this evening and it suddenly occurred to me that, hey, the kid is like 16 now, maybe I should be telling him about it, and so I did. His response was "Mom, you are like one of the most caring people I know. If this person is choosing to treat you this way, that's their loss. You didn't do anything bad. Don't even go there." And with that, I felt peace and I felt loved again. So simple and yet I still, after a lifetime of withholding my feelings, forget to look for support. Thank you Isaac.
And afterwards I felt a very clear urge. It said "watermelon."