Well, I am a food addict. If you're unfamiliar with this, think of an alcoholic, then substitute foods in general for alcohol and you've got the basic idea. I've been a food addict for at least the last twenty years of my life.
Lately, I've decided that I'd like to overcome this addiction and get my head on straight about food so I can be in better health, have more mental peace, and be ready to have children while I'm still young enough to.
I do believe in God and I believe she/he works to help us by means of prayer, occasional miracles, and really subtle and vague knowledge that is passed to us in many forms. I also love to read and I love books in general.
It came to me that a good, godly-suggested way to deal with my food addiction would be to find a book about overcoming this particular kind of addiction and to apply it to my own life.
So I searched for books on amazon-dot-com in english, with key words "food addiction", and sorted them by publication date.
I got fifty six results and am currently looking through them to find the right one that works for me. I know that I want one that isn't too overtly religious, because I'm not. I want a book that gives me a plan that isn't too strict and that acknowledges that people are different and one thing won't necessarily work for everyone. Finally, I want something that is relatively recent - I am a modern person and I intend to utilize modern resources.
I'll let you readers know how it goes in a further post. Any comments are appreciated.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Poems
Here are a few poems that I wrote. The first is about light and the second is about a night at the MIA.
A Day In The Sky
I wake up and the morning is all about me. Sky dark blue, air laden with frost. The ice dances on the glass. The cold causes me to tremble. A roar, a glance, and I am off, soaring through the morning landscape. Echoes of humanity abound.
The bright sunshine sparkles. Gentle yet hearty gusts, periwinkle gazing down at me. I bask in the glow of the warm light, while the spindly tree-tips dance. The sun and I are both glad to be here while it lasts.
The sky is velvet, black and dreamy. The night air is cold, you can hear the hum of cars in the distance. Breath floats up like tiny clouds that disappear. The shining pearl of the moon looks down at me. The rhinestone stars look like they are keeping a secret. There is beauty in quiet and stillness.
Artsy
Light, sound, music, the floor shines like glass. It crinkles beneath my feet as I trod about looking, taking it all in. The air and the open space dazzle, inviting you to take flight. Conversation, chatter simmers through the air. The sun explodes into creation. I exit, drunk now on the auras of the art and the architecture. The cold kiss of a December night embraces me.
A Day In The Sky
I wake up and the morning is all about me. Sky dark blue, air laden with frost. The ice dances on the glass. The cold causes me to tremble. A roar, a glance, and I am off, soaring through the morning landscape. Echoes of humanity abound.
The bright sunshine sparkles. Gentle yet hearty gusts, periwinkle gazing down at me. I bask in the glow of the warm light, while the spindly tree-tips dance. The sun and I are both glad to be here while it lasts.
The sky is velvet, black and dreamy. The night air is cold, you can hear the hum of cars in the distance. Breath floats up like tiny clouds that disappear. The shining pearl of the moon looks down at me. The rhinestone stars look like they are keeping a secret. There is beauty in quiet and stillness.
Artsy
Light, sound, music, the floor shines like glass. It crinkles beneath my feet as I trod about looking, taking it all in. The air and the open space dazzle, inviting you to take flight. Conversation, chatter simmers through the air. The sun explodes into creation. I exit, drunk now on the auras of the art and the architecture. The cold kiss of a December night embraces me.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Snowmen, December, etc...
I've been thinking lately about the song 'Frosty the Snowman'. About a snowman who comes to life, play with kids, and then runs around cavorting through traffic and braving the bright, hot sun until he disappears. I rather like it. There just aren't many children's songs that deal with anthropomorphic sculptures that come to life, manic-depressive friends, and suicide all in one.
But December has always been an insidious month. Popularly it is called the holidays and we are supposed to eat, spend, be merry, and generally celebrates our asses off. I am unfond of December for several reasons. First, the weather - little sunlight, lots of snow, and cold temperatures. Second, Minnesotans know that after this month we still have three full months of winter left - too much! Third, Christmas/the holidays is a very commercial season that seems to be more full of stress and spending than actual joy these days. Fourth, the music. Right after Thanksgiving the radio and the muzak people start pumping the airwaves full of Christmas songs and they keep it up until after New Years. This is maddening. I happen to like this kind of music, but not nonstop. Put in one or two an hour or spare me your sick torture entirely, radio demons!
But December has always been an insidious month. Popularly it is called the holidays and we are supposed to eat, spend, be merry, and generally celebrates our asses off. I am unfond of December for several reasons. First, the weather - little sunlight, lots of snow, and cold temperatures. Second, Minnesotans know that after this month we still have three full months of winter left - too much! Third, Christmas/the holidays is a very commercial season that seems to be more full of stress and spending than actual joy these days. Fourth, the music. Right after Thanksgiving the radio and the muzak people start pumping the airwaves full of Christmas songs and they keep it up until after New Years. This is maddening. I happen to like this kind of music, but not nonstop. Put in one or two an hour or spare me your sick torture entirely, radio demons!
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