Meditation On My Meals – The Beginning

A new chapter of healing my body has emerged in my life. I am finally seeing a Functional Medicine doctor, specifically a Naturopath. After two sessions with her, I can already feel that I am on the right path. It has been both a reality check and a reassurance that I am doing the right thing. The one thing that constantly haunts me is my ability to stay accountable and with integrity to the realities of my healing. Many times I have fallen behind on my meal planning and resorted to buying food at a store or restaurant that contains foods I’m currently avoiding or I knew I had time to meditate but used those few minutes to scroll mindlessly through my social media feeds instead. In a time where I have let shame, guilt, fear, and anger make too cozy of a home in my mind, I need and desire to create a practice that creates a space for love. In alignment with that goal, I have decided to share my meals with you. Each post will contain a picture of a meal, a window into the reality of my medicine, and a poem or quote that resonates with me. It won’t always be pretty, as much I will attempt to make these posts presentable, but I hope to find the beauty in them as much as possible.


Thursday, February 15, 2017

A Breakfast Noodle SoupBrown rice noodles, homemade chicken bone broth, two fried eggs, 2 tbsp pumpkin seeds, touch of sriracha


In the theme of yesterday, Valentines Day, I enjoyed these words by Maya Angelou

People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”