No rigid rules, labels or dogmas.... just REAL food, for your body, mind & soul!
It's almost like it never happened. My life instantly sprung right back to where I left off, like a rubber band snapping everything back to it's place: My family. My fur-kids. My job. My health. These things are real. These things are important.
I'm not alone. People care about me. People love me. They depend on me and appreciate me. These things are real. These things are important.
Change is in the air. I am itching to get my garden in. (Really snow? Again? C'mon now.) As I walk Hope McPuppypants through the monsoon-like storms we've been treated to, I see the signs: a tree in bud, a daffodil already in bloom in the snow. It is coming. I feel the soft breath of Spring on my cheek, the whispered promise of carpets of green blades and a riot of flowers laughing for the sheer joy of being.
I have settled in to making the live food for the boy and me. Time is still a challenge, although I'm getting it down. Money is an issue, but what is more important than what we put in our bodies to build our very cells? Not much. I still don't love food prep, but oh, mama do I love that boy. Nurturing him feels like REAL mothering. The stuff that counts. The stuff that lasts long after the kale chips are gone.
Morning is smoothie time: smoothie to drink and oatmeal with smoothie poured on (yum.) And my favorite: live breakfast cookies made of almond butter, dates, raisins, oats and cinnamon. Lunch is collard wraps with pates and match-stick veggies for him, a big salad for moi. Snacks are fruit and fruit leather and veggies and dip. Dinner is broccoli salad with cashews, or cauliflower masala, or kale salad with avocado or tomatoes stuffed with pesto. My favorite: tostadas made with the corn chip recipe and piled high with "taco meat" (nut pate seasoned like taco meat) lettuce, tomato, salsa, and avocado and cheeze sauce (orange bell pepper, cashews and nutritional yeast.)
The rules: I eat live all week, and I can have anything I want on Sunday. Yes, anything. Even that. But the thing is, I don't even want it. If I did, I'd have it and be done. But I like how I feel. I don't want to feel like crud on Monday. I don't want to feel like crud on any day.
Life is more than what you eat. Life is what you do and who you love and who loves you. These things are real. These things are important.