Hello there, friends!
I have a small confession – I’m not the best.
Too often, I am angry, bitter, regretful, and full of spite and pettiness. I am ungrateful and unkind. However, in the small moments that I am afforded an easy and slow breath and silence is unusually abundant – I remember that the life I live is an utter gift. Beyond all the bills I have to pay, my hectic schedule, my job that feels less like a life path than I would like and the slow come-up that my blog is creeping on – I have so much to be thankful for. I look at the faces I’m surrounded with and find myself wealthy in love. There is such compassion and connection in my world. Other people can’t say they’re nearly as lucky.
The last few days have been so incredibly challenging. There were many little things that continued to knock me down and I soon felt myself suffocating in my own negativity. Positivity takes so much effort. I feel like we live in a world where we are constantly surrounded by images and messages to “be positive” but no one ever remembers to tell you that it is a job to “be positive.” I could probably lift 200lb weights easier than I can be positive some days. The mental push it takes to abandon that murkiness that suddenly has clouded your mind is like rolling a boulder uphill on a foggy night. Some days are just not easy.
Those are the days you need the exercise of positivity all the more. You need to nourish your body and energy with food that you took the time to put some care and thought into and seek that bit of brightness for your day. The fact of the matter is – YOU ARE ALIVE. You breathe in and out every day and yes, maybe your situation is hard. Maybe it isn’t ideal. Maybe it’s easy for me, someone who is employed, has a house to live in, and (sometimes) money to spend on necessities, to utter seemingly naïve sentiments about being happy.
I truly believe that life looks out for those who seek love first.
Love yourself, love your friends, love your family, love your pets, love all of your good luck that you are alive.
I see you.
I’m also human. I know what it means to be painfully mortal.
Take a breath. Take that breath slowly and deeply and exhale the same way. Do that 5 times. Then, five more times. Don’t go onto social media for a while. Watch a funny movie, call a friend, pet a random person’s dog (after you get permission of course), go for a walk – hell, go for a run. Exercise, good food, attempting to smile – all of it helps.
With all this being said – of course, food is a relief. It always is.
This past weekend, I took a moment to glance at the life around me. I made some food to embrace my body and I breathed a little deeper. I did some food therapy and treated myself to a ton of fruit from the wholesale store (pictured above. What is NOT pictured above is the five million bananas I also bought and have already finished. In two days. Yeaaahh.) and then went to the farmers market and got even more lovely produce. In total, I got:
- a papaya
- six or so avocados
- 12 bananas
- a whole cantaloupe that I already polished off in one day
- some zucchini
- a small pumpkin for soup
- a giant box of leafy greens
- a huge container of locally made salsa
- two huge loaves of French bread (I’ve already eaten one of those loaves just by myself!)
I’ve probably missed some but…I’ve been eating all of this during this past weekend.
I know, I know. I’m a huge dork. Who does retail therapy via produce? This girl.
I have started to buy all my fruits in vegetables in bulk just because I run through them so much! I’m just one person, but I swear I go through enough bananas and avocados to feed half the U.S.! I’m basically the Hungry Caterpillar in female human form!
Anywho. I didn’t mean for this to be preachy. This is a food blog, after all. We ought to talk about food. I just thought it would be valuable to share with you all that I understand the good, the bad, and the ugly days. Regardless – life is good. Hug a person, an animal, a pint of ice cream. I look forward to a lovely week with you guys.