My soul exhales words; my fingertips are lung cells.

I Ate Nothing for One Week…

???? 7 DAYS OF LIQUIDS ????

I’ve just finished my 7 days of only liquids: 4 days on only water and some flower teas, and 3 days with coconut water and juices.

On day 8, I slowly transitioned back to solid food with only fruits – some dragonfruit and bitter orange.

Wow, who would’ve thought I could go for a week without eating?

I’d never thought I’d lasted this long. I love eating so much, especially when I can get away with eating so much more than my body needs without gaining weight! Except, I do have to pay for it in other – quite unpleasant – ways. Cue gut health issues and inflammation.

I’m writing this very comprehensive post both for myself and for those who might be curious to do a fast. Here’s what I’ll be sharing:

????The Experience
????The Benefits I’ve Received
????The Insights and Revelations
????The Factors that made it a success + My Recommendations
????Body Awareness

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The Unexpected Gift of Your Creative Brainchild

Nobody reads my book in one sitting.

It just dawns on me that this book is not a page turner. No one reads it cover to cover all at once. All of the feedback I’ve received has been, “Reading your book slowly, very deep and needs to be read gently,” or “Very indulgent, I want to savor it” (coming from a software programmer!)

This feedback opens up a remembering in me, a remembering that there is a part of me, deep within, that is slow, sensual, savoring life with each tender breath, luxuriating in each moment, trembling ever so gently with each palpitating motion of life.

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No One Should Care What You Have To Say

September 2018, in the umpteenth attempt yet again to write my book, I grumpily asked myself, “Who needs to read this book anyway? Why should anyone care about what I have to say?”

It was an early morning, and I was sitting in bed looking out to the back garden through the glass window. As soon as that question arose, a yellow hummingbird landed on a green leaf and started singing. Out of nowhere, this voice whispered in my ear, “The songbird sings because Creator has a song that Creator wants you to hear.”

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