Solar eclipse (of the heart)

We had an 85% solar eclipse this morning.  I have always been fascinated by pretty much anything up in the sky, be it thunderstorms, clouds, the moon, the stars...

The last time we had an eclipse my daughter was just 3 months old.  She will be 16 in a month and a bit.  How time flies.

First thing this morning, it was total cloud cover.  Oh no, not again, thinks I.  This happened last time. But over the course of the eclipse, the clouds started to thin and you could clearly see the moon covering the sun through the veil of clouds.

The birds started to gather together to roost and the air took on a mystical hue.  Yep, that happened last time too.

I even took a few photos - aiming the camera in approximately the right direction seemed to work...

But what I hadn't planned on (nor hadn't experienced last time) was how it made me FEEL.  My heart became so full it almost burst.  Everything made sense.  I realised that the stray cat we have came into my life to teach me about love.  I could see for perhaps the first time.

And when I went through the photos on my camera after the event, I was met by this one...

It was taken of a reflection in the window through the tree.  It sure didn't look like that when I took it.

Pretty much sums up my experience.

All this because I have been 'doing the food' and balanced my wonky biochemistry.

Feeling very, very grateful today.

xx

Being a sugar addict

I remember when I first saw this video - it moved me to tears, in fact, it still does.  I still remember that feeling of wanting, wanting the sugar/alcohol/whatever - knowing that it would make me feel 'better' (fleetingly) and then I'd be off on the roller coaster ride of mood swings, depression, highs and lows again.  Ugh.

I've always known that sugar is a drug and thankfully society and science is catching up.  It is very real. 

When I first started doing the food and I heard that sugar affects the same brain receptors as heroin I was blown away.  Of course it does.  That explains it.  The constant craving, the lies, the broken promises, the withdrawal.  Addiction is addiction.

But knowing that there is a solution to healing sugar sensitivity, sugar addiction, that actually WORKS, phew, that's kinda intense. 

Today the mood swings are gone, so is the depression, and the 'crazies', oh, and the bingeing.  Not to mention the cravings.  Or the weight fluctuations.  

In its place is a steadiness, a calm certainty that I can handle whatever life throws at me.  A confidence that everything will be all right. 

And I wouldn't swap that for the world!

Video by kind permission, Dr K DesMaisons

Radiance

I had a funny thing happen to me the other day and I had to ask somebody more qualified for a reality check! 

 

I had this real surge of energy which I was totally unprepared for.  It felt as though time had expanded and that I had 36 hours in the day rather than the normal quota.  My normal bugbear of housework was performed effortlessly without even having to think about it.  The day just flowed from one coincidence to the next. 

 

So, what was it?

 

Radiance, apparently LOL!  Sure, I've had glimpses of a 'can do' attitude here and there, but I have never experienced anything like that before <grin>.

 

Just when I think I know what it's all about - it gets better LOL!  THIS is why I am so passionate about the program.  THIS is why I do what I do.

 

Have a wonderful day!

Remembering the dream

I was 10 years old when I knew.  It was a real lightbulb moment.

 

It happened on a school day.  Justin had just split up with Rachel - as you do when you're 10.  I remember going into the toilets and being aware of singing 'Breaking up is hard to do' quietly to myself.  I had no idea how that song had popped into my head.  I REALLY wanted to know how our brains worked.  I can still see it in my mind's eye - the spark of something beckoning. 

 

I held that dream until I was about 18 when I was applying for college places to study Behavioural Science.  But by then I was deep into sugar addiction and living off a daily dose of cookies.  Then alcohol.  But not both at once.  I fluffed my grades and stayed on at school for a bit. 

 

Instead, I fell into a job in insurance and stayed there for 11 years.  Then became a stay at home mum, hiding from real-life.  I spent decades numbly muddling through, trying to keep my head above water and not doing a very good job of it. 

 

It's funny, I never even realised that my dreams had evaporated until I'd come out of the other side.  Healing my sugar sensitivity has allowed those dreams to bubble up to the surface again along with 'Hope' and 'Possibility'.  It's such an amazing experience. 

 

I am now nearly half-way through a degree in Psychology.  It's taken a while to get here, but I wouldn't have it any other way.  Living the dream at last.