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Monday, September 12, 2011

Clean-er?

     Sunday was the first day of the cleanse, no wheat, no dairy, no sugar, no caffeine.  I had cut out the coffee last week and switched over to tea, but went cold turkey...and uh, Spent the Entire afternoon from 3-8 roughly, in my bed with a whopper headache.  It was sort of trippy.  I couldn't sleep as I'd taken a cup of coffee to try to get the headache to go away, so I spent five hours lying down, breathing through the hammering and thinking.  It was like a five hour retreat, seriously.  I re-examined my feeelings about september 11th, where I am now as opposed to where I was then, single to married, childless to old-hat motha, happy and fulfilled in my work to less than that, but working on it. I'm 37 years old, an entire world of days has passed in the past ten years. an entire world. two children exist who did not .  bikes are ridden in my yard, faces are made at the dinner table... I thought again about the teaching lesson demo/interview I botched when I was eight months pregnant.  It was awful, an epic fail. I thought about the times when marriage has been awful. 
It was an impressive five hours.  I can't remember the last time that I was uninterrupted, and had only my head as company, the only distraction being where my brain would go next.  I have a lot of curiousity about its purpose.

And now, I've got a pot of brown rice on the stove, something I think I had pretty much relegated to the deepest days of history when I had to eat at my parent's hippy friends houses... and I am SO looking forward to scarfing it down with an avocado at lunch... SO.

What is all this? Why would I share it? I don't have any idea.  I don't know why my brain tripped through so many things during that headache and I don't know where it will go, or whether it will all come back again later... I don't know.

I do go see Chakra Carol tomorrow afternoon, so there is that!  and that is always a refresher. always.

2 comments:

Hannah said...

Rock the hippy dippy! That experience was pretty incredible. xo

wifemotherexpletive said...

It was Hannah... thanks. who knows where it will all end up? The brown rice is still hard to swallow, but I am looking forward to it, as I am already hungry again!?!