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A Mindful Tummy

9 Feb

Is a HAPPY tummy.

That’s what NYTimes reported recently and is something I know to be true.

Except when I’m with a cupcake…  Sigh? 😛

There is a new trend in eating called:  CHECKING IN.  Apparently, people are starting to ask:  ‘Is this what I am hungry for?‘ and ‘Is this what my body needs?‘ and ‘Why am I eating this?– Is it because of my feelings?

And, the best part, it’s working to make food food (which it is) and people feel.  Better.

Or, like themselves.

Minus the extra bacon guilt.

The thing about mindfulness is you start to notice.  And, you notice that your mind is FULL.  But, then, maybe, just maybe, your belly doesn’t have to be.  You can start instead to empty yourself.  And, fuel properly.

Just because you feel (heart) achy doesn’t mean your tummy has to.

To quote:

“Thich Nhat Hanh often talks about our craving being like a crying baby who is trying to draw our attention …

When the baby cries, the mother cradles the baby to try to calm the baby right away. By acknowledging and embracing our cravings through a few breaths, we can stop our autopilot of reaching out to the pint of ice cream or the bag of chips.” (Source)

Notice the baby.  Notice what’s happening.  Notice yourself.  And, GIVE SOME LOVE.  Don’t just cram yourself in front of the TV with some snacks.

Or, do.


How’s that working out?! 


Mindfulness.  Then the mind can shift.  To a more spacious space.  And, your tummy can feel just right.

Maybe… 😉


When you get to the brink…

2 Nov

keep going

because really — what other choice do you have?!

Um.  “I’m going to turn around and try this tomorrow.”  “I’ll do this when I have more _____.”  “I’ll do this when he / she is here.”  “When I lose _____.”

How about: 

Just keep going.

Apropos, one of my favorite ‘yoga’ stories.  It’s about Renoir and Matisse.  (The painters…  You might have heard of them ;). )  Well, they were good friends.  Renoir in his old age was stricken with horrible rheumatoid arthritis.  There were days where he could not even pick up his paintbrush.  Nonetheless, he paintedHe had someone put the brush in his crippling hand and he painted.

One day, witnessing the agony Renoir was in, his frequent companion Matisse asked him:  why?  Why did he put himself through such suffering?  Why continue when he could stop and enjoy his life and what he had already accomplished?

Renoir replied:

“The pain passes, but the beauty remains.”

I love this story.  Because it’s the point!  We all have our pain.  It’s called living.  Try as we might, we can’t help having our pain sometimes.  But just being with it…  going through it.  We find so much more than our ‘pain’.

We find our life.  We find ourselves.  We find our beauty.

I think about my own life.  Sure.  Having an eating disorder sucked.  Break-ups– I’ll take 10!!!  And, family loss.  Major pain.  But, every time I’ve felt- every time I’ve stayed- every time I’ve held that metaphorical brush and worked to continue to create something with my trembling hand or head or heart.  I’ve remained.  Strong(er).  Better.  Me.

Life thing happens.  Heartbreaking- RIP YOUR LIFE APART- things happen.

And, then somehow it passes.

(Chagall- My Favorite!)

And, we remain.

Beautiful.  Reflective.

These artists know what they are talking about…