December 2017 - My Mind My Body

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Month: December 2017

How Long Does It Take To Become an Intuitive Eater?

How Long Does It Take To Become an Intuitive Eater?

As the moderator of the intuitive eating community forum, I notice that newcomers have a lot of questions. This is normal. They are exploring a new way of looking at food and their bodies, so a certain amount of uncertainty is to be expected. They want to know if they will struggle with diet mentality forever, so one of the most common questions is “How long does IE take?” If you are reading this, I assume you have the same question. Wanting to know a time frame for such an undertaking is understandable, but, unfortunately, there isn’t a clear-cut answer.

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A Lesson From an Avocado

A Lesson From an Avocado

I recently bought an underripe green avocado and set it out on counter to ripen. I picked it up a few days later to make my guacamole and it was…ugly. Instead of an even, black surface, it was a blotchy, brownish, dark green color. I hesitantly cut it open and, to my surprise, inside was the most beautiful, light green avocado flesh. It was soft and smooth and made a delicious guacamole dip. As I ate my chips and guac, the idea of how this avocado mirrors our society popped into my mind.

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Food Funk

Food Funk

The majority of my days come and go without any fuss. I get hungry, so I eat the food that appeals to me. It’s simple and straightforward. But every now and then I get into a food funk. I go through my mental checklist but with different results. Are you hungry? Yup! What do you want to eat? I’m not sure. Well, what sounds good? I have no idea.1 I see the irony in this. After years of depriving myself of food, the idea of finally allowing myself to eat but not knowing what I want is exasperating.

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To My Husband, With Love

To My Husband, With Love

Some people write their own wedding vows, but my husband and I went the traditional route. He responded with “I do” after being asked, “Do you take Deborah to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?” The vows were heartfelt and lovely, but it wasn’t until I revealed my disordered eating to my husband that I understood the scope of those words.

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