Even after all this time, with all my experience I still have that mental chatter.
I know what food makes me feel good and healthy; I generally choose foods that light me up… and then there are days like today.
Days when I really want something (like white toast, spread with real butter) as a pick me up mid afternoon and I find myself thinking of all the reasons why I shouldn’t eat it.
It’s all the words that I loathe:
- Bad for you
And I have to remind myself that:
- I’m an adult who can make choices
- Those choices don’t need to impact on the rest of the day
- A couple of slices of white toast isn’t going to kill me
- I need to recognise that my body knows what it’s doing and that I can trust it.
You see, we are able to make our own choices about what we eat but we’re conditioned from an early age to believe that someone else should be deciding it for us.
From childhood where we’re told to clean our plates, or dessert is withheld if we don’t eat everything, (or the worst one, there are starving children in the world). To our first diet where we weigh and measure and count, to magazines which, on a monthly basis, tell us the latest news in portion size or foods to omit from our diets altogether.
We have lost the ability to make our own decisions based on our own bodies.
When we can really learn and make friends with our body, listen to the messages that she is sending us, hear the foods and the care that she is crying out for, we can calm the mental chatter.
We can ignore the voices that don’t belong to us and we can heal the relationships with food, body and soul.