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Final Thoughts on Yoga Earth Post Spring Season: Stomach & Spleen

As the 3 week series closed out, the big theme I was left with was how our lives can change with a little tweak or a big twock of a dietary change. With all the experimentation I've done with my diet, a few take aways held strong:

  1. My body loves silence. And if I look at what I've needed to bring peace to my mind, I shouldn't have been surprised. I need a lot of peace after the end of my day and at the end of my week. I don't socialize much outside of my classes because they require so much energy to hold up. I travel by myself as a preference. And those who travel with me seem to respect that. They don't need others to make their good time. Last winter, I noticed this when I traveled to visit a dear friend out of state. I needed these moments at the start of the day to be by myself. Turns out, my friend did, too. I needed my morning to breathe, meditate, and check my social media notifications before I could leave my bed and get curious about the next phase of the day. It brought me peace. I loved driving alone. I loved being able to listen to audiobooks, music, the sound of the car. I loved observing the world around me so I could remain in contemplation and wander with ideas in my head. My body has needed this, too. My body has needed closeouts on eating long before I set my head to sleep. My body has needed that one big meal of the day and then soft little food conversations in the snacks I've eaten.

  2. I've found that some foods feel like wild romps and others feel like consistent provision. While my body can take that "one night stand" (there's a restaurant for that) daily, it can't feel more than a fling otherwise the consequences stay with me and my body rebels in bloating, reflux, heartburn. I take my body through an episode very similar to anxious attachment. There's a point where fun eating has to have a question asked from it, "how much does it cost?" I've used a system to help me establish that and when I consider what I could eat instead, it suddenly makes things like mocha freezes, pizza and hot dogs feel more like a turn off when I indulge too much or too often.

  3. It's been amazing the realization that just a few days of turning off too heavy emphasis on protein, unrefined carbs and sugar, my body has been happier. I've been able to reintroduce eggs, which my body once reacted to with digestive upset. I've been able to add grapes and bananas with my other fruits, a construct I created in my head as a rule to avoid because they had too much sugar. I had only been eating things like celery and dandelion shoots, which robbed me of sweet inspiration.

  4. Journaling my eating, my weight, my exercise has encouraged me to experiment with athletic activity besides "just working at the gym". I've needed to balance what I do with some activity that my body wasn't used to doing. I had to break down and buy a weight scale, not because it's the best reflection of my health, but because it helps me observe changes. And seeing my weight go up and down and up and down across a week when I weighed daily, helped me get used to the idea that that's just how life is. The pattern over time shows a steady direction toward allowing. It was writing down what I was eating that helped me observe the need my body had to eat one big meal a day and just lightly "fluff" my stomach from there with a hard boiled egg, a salad, soup or a piece of fruit. Careful observation of my habits, in a way that's simple, has helped me earth.

I came across a reel on social media that helped me step back and see the big picture of taking care of this earth system within me.

The Rogi: Someone who eats 3 meals a day. Rogi=diseased. When we eat too many mealls a day the gut doesn't have time to absorb and assimilate. The undigested food is getting mixed with the fresh food you're eating and they're all reacting with each other and end up in a rotting, putrifying mess that releases gases.

Five to six meals a day has become the standards for people with weak metabolism and children are primarily the ones given that schedule of eating. I do not eat like the children I see in a school cafeteria, though. Perhaps if I ate their quantities, my body situation would be different.

The Bhogi: Someone who eats 2 meals a day is a bhogi. They enjoy the taste of food. I had been haunted for years by a comment my yoga teacher said, and part of me pishawed it off because she was a skinny little flexy thing. "Yogis don't eat for pleasure. They eat for energy." I struggled with this idea of life lacking pleasure. It didn't make sense to me until now.

The Yogi: Someone who eats one meal a day. The yogi finishes the process of digestion and the gut can then contribute to the processes the body needs to contribute to intuition and spiritual pursuits of that person. The person the can give greater faculties to the mind.

I've found pleasure in my dietary discipline. And it feels like peace. But I had to have a long season of heaviness, anxiety and health and life coming to a head to reveal there is a deep pleasure in all this space around my belly, my mind my emotional being.

I feel for years, I have been treating myself like a victim and I victimized by body for that mental construct. Buika, a globally known world music singer shared this quote in an interview once:

"Yo prefiero un culpable arrepentido que una víctima, porque las víctimas no buscan amor, no buscan víctima busca retribución."

-I prefer a guilty repentant than a victim, because victims don't look for love, they don't look for justice...the victim looks for retribution.

I have been making more than a diet connection to this quote. I had been using a Coke while eating out as a "reward" for my hours at the gym. Yet I was taking it out on my body. I was looking for a faulty peace in that weekend cocktail, not even realizing the cost of that, even though I only drank it when I was out on the town. I would never drink it at home, I told myself. But there was no peace for my body in that ritual. I was creating greater loads on top of my very busy load of thinking, ideas, obsessions and worries.

And so these days as I close out my Earth Series, I can't help but feel like a guilty repentant, seeing the error in my perspectives that created a rigid allowance for health. I am breathing with greater ease, digesting with heightened peace, moving with greater joy and living in greater wellness, while my body shows she approved, as I creap toward 15 pounds lost (on a scale that had always been such an unfair place to gauge my health) in 5 weeks of seeing things differently.


Dr Dimple: Heal Your Gut, Mind and Emotions

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