As you know, I've been exploring intuitive eating lately, struggling with knowing the difference between the cravings of my mind and my body. Reconnecting with my body is like friending a childhood buddy on Facebook. I used to know her really well, but now I look through her photo albums and status updates and hardly recognize her. Sometimes it's awkward to reconnect.
Listening to my body is awkward. Getting sick makes it a lot easier. There's nothing like a sore throat and fever to remind me that my body is still here, alive and kicking. A sore-throated, feverish body is pretty clear about what it needs: Hot tea with honey, please. Ice cream! Lots of ice cream. Please increase the quantity of and coldness of the ice cream. More water, dear, we're parched in here. Oh, and sorbet! Sorbet is even colder than ice cream. Be a love and fetch me some of that, too.
My body has been requesting sleep, too. Oodles of sleep. Leisurely naps on a breezy porch. Unplanned zombie naps, body splayed out on the bed, drool puddling on this month's Elle Decor.
It's funny because I feel miserable, and yet -- I'm enjoying listening to my body. I appreciate being able to surrender control, allow something else to wrest the power from my mind and take the reigns.
Maybe Eckhart Tolle is right. Maybe I should take more vacations from thinking.
"Your mind is an instrument, a tool. It is there to be used for a specific task, and when the task is completed, you lay it down. As it is, I would say about 80 to 90 percent of most people's thinking is not only repetitive and useless, but because of its dysfunctional and often negative nature, much of it is also harmful. Observe your mind and you will find this to be true. It causes a serious leakage of vital energy." The Power of Now