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<br />Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-1129199923405040562013-01-29T14:44:00.002-08:002013-01-29T14:44:57.495-08:00Bullies<span style="font-family: inherit;">Today, my friend posted a link on Facebook to an <a href="http://www.katu.com/news/investigators/Targeted-by-bullies-teen-hangs-himself-in-schoolyard-188782791.html" target="_blank">article </a>about a 15 year old boy who tried to commit suicide because of bullies at his school; he is still alive, but not expected to live because of his self inflicted injuries. I wanted to let my friend know that I saw her post and had read the article, that I was feeling sad about this and wishing I could do something; but clicking the "like" button seems inappropriate, so I started thinking of what an appropriate comment would be. The more I thought about it, the more complicated and circular my thoughts became, and I decided to write about it in an attempt to find a way through the maze. </span><br />
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My first thoughts were along the path laid out by my friend when she posted about the article, "Heartbreaking story out of my hometown. I wish so much that we could focus on how we're alike and not different." I was thinking about ways that we can teach ourselves, each other, our children, to focus on how we are alike when it occurred to me that perhaps bullying doesn't always stem from differences, but sometimes from seeing something of ourselves in someone else. Something that we don't like about ourselves or something that scares us. In this culture of ours, so obviously flawed, do we need to learn to look within more effectively when we notice that someone else is aggravating us? Do we need to teach kids to love themselves, even the scary parts of themselves, so that they can accept and be kind to others?<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Not everyone who is irritated by the mirror turns to bullying, although, sadly, increasingly, we see this response in our teens. And sometimes, even more tragically, someone's irritation and angst turns to rage and instead of bullying they pick up a gun and start shooting. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">How do I respond to those that aggravate me? Do I lash out at them like the bullies in this story? Sometimes. Do I do something to hurt myself like the teen that turned to suicide? Often. Do I try to see the likeness that is triggering the response? Increasingly more often. Am I able to love that part of myself? Rarely. Do they continue to aggravate me? Of course, because I have not positively resolved how I feel about myself. As a 44 year old evolving, emotionally aware person, I am still learning these things. It is hard work slowing down to examine our feelings and learning new ways to express them. How do we teach these skills to children, to teens, or to young adults if we don't have them ourselves?</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br />
On the other hand, what about difference, true differences causes us to bully? Is there something else, other than seeing ourselves that causes us to lash out? Fear? Fear of what? The fact that someone's skin is different than ours, or they are smarter, or have different interests or religion, or have a disability has been the cause of bullying for hundreds of years. This is so common, it can't be ignored. I like to think that I don't treat people badly because of these types of differences. Am I better than people that are part of a hate group? Or just blind to my own prejudices and unkind actions? I think I only treat people badly because of their actions or attitudes (I'm not saying this is a good thing) but maybe I need to watch out to see if I'm excluding those who are different, just because they are different.<br />
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<br />On the topic of exclusion, a specific concept has come to my attention through several avenues over the last few years. The concept is that ignoring someone is the worst thing you can do to them. I know it is true for me. Nothing makes me feel worse that when someone looks right through me. It really hurts and can stick with me for days. Yet, I do it all the time. I hate confrontation so much that sometimes I ignore someone to avoid confrontation. Sometimes I ignore someone because I really don't know how to deal with them. So, basically, to make myself comfortable, I wound someone else. Is it worse to be bullied or to be made invisible? Probably neither. They are both painful and can lead to reactive behaviors when the victim tries to find balance, lashing out at the perpetrator or others, innocents, in their lives. Who doubts that the teen bullies in La Grande learned this behavior by being bullied themselves or hurt in some other way?<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">But this story isn't just about the bullies; it is about a sweet boy who turned to suicide when he was mistreated. What leads a person to self injure or to give up? If we get everyone to stop bullying, lashing out, treating those who are different and uncomfortably the same with love and kindness, will suicide decrease? Or is suicide just another side of the same coin? Is it that we are unhappy because we don't love ourselves and we choose to either bully or to punish ourselves? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">So, this is circular, but I feel that the key is learning to love ourselves. Obviously, I'm not coming to this conclusion logically, or through years of study on </span>behavior<span style="font-family: inherit;"> and psychology. But I feel it. And if it is true, then fixing this problem in our society begins with me, with each of us loving ourselves first and then those with whom we </span>interact,<span style="font-family: inherit;"> and eventually that love will radiate out into our communities, our schools, our cities...the world. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">If you've read this rambling, thank you. I'd really like to hear your thoughts in the comments here, via Facebook message, or e-mail message. </span><br />
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-28442057183103030592012-10-09T10:13:00.001-07:002012-10-09T10:13:47.829-07:00Gratitude 6 & 7 (The first weekend)<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I posted my gratitude for days 6 and 7 on Facebook late at night. I'd like to track my gratitude here on my blog, so I'm adding them now. </span><br />
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She loves me even when I neglect her.<br />
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<br />Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-26024873402078737762012-10-04T18:26:00.001-07:002012-10-04T18:27:45.591-07:00Gratitude. Day 4.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We are both exhausted from last night's Madonna experience, so I'm not going to spend much time writing; I'm ready to work on putting some miles on our couch, catching up on our shows while eating take out. Now, that's first class!</span></div>
<br />Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-67146513300733280362012-10-03T17:06:00.004-07:002012-10-03T17:12:50.951-07:00Gratitude. Day 3. <div style="text-align: center;">
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Today I had many things for which to be grateful: waking up in an city where bombs do not explode; a car that is not only reliable but downright cushy (I used the heated seat today); 2 full minutes of perfect behavior by 23 kindergartners completely absorbed in the reading of a good book by a great teacher; tickets for Madonna's show tonight; my amazing husband; good friends - the list seems endless. But that <i><b>laughter</b></i>, it made my gratitude for all of these good things in my life absolutely <i><b>shine</b></i>.<br />
<br />Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-75933253523631553192012-10-02T16:34:00.004-07:002012-10-02T17:03:40.489-07:00Gratitude. Day 2.<br />
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Lisa believes in Angels. Lisa loves all things Disney. Lisa radiates Joy.<br />
I am not like Lisa.<br />
I will be more like Lisa.<br />
No, I don't think I'll ever believe in angels or enjoy a trip to Disneyland.<br />
I will radiate JOY.<br />
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I have been spending roughly 40 hours a year with Lisa for the last few years. She always greets me with a smile and a hug. Sometimes we talk, sometimes we do not. She is my massage therapist and, now, my friend. Over the years, I've seen Lisa grow and she's seen me grow, too. She's several steps ahead of me, always, but never judges my progress. She's seen me in some of my darkest moments - moments that I manage to hide from most people, but couldn't hide from her. She's heard about all of my best moments, because I can't wait to tell her things that others might see as bragging, but she thinks I deserve the abundance that is my life. Can you imagine? <br />
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My idea of posting gratitude daily on Facebook came from seeing Lisa's posts, which lately seem to be full of gratitude. I was suspicious that she was making a concerted effort to post her gratitude every day, but she had never mentioned it to me in person. When I saw other friends posting about 30 day projects they were beginning for October, I decided I wanted to have a 30 day project, too. I thought about what I want to accomplish in October, and it was, once again, still, to be happier - more content - less mopey - less moody - less ashamed - more confident... you know, I want to radiate joy. In several of the books about the preceding topics that I've read in my quest for personal peace, the idea of expressing gratitude daily was listed as one of the best ways to increase the "feel good" in life. I tried a few times, writing 5 items before bed each night in a special journal. Five items first thing in the morning, to get the day of to a good start - that one lasted 4 days - I have proof; I just pulled the a little blank book, dated October 14, 2009, from my nightstand drawer. (Funny thing, the third item on the first day reads, "massage appt. today.") The quote on the inside cover is "<i>She is a gatherer: moonlight, found wishes, moments of gratitude</i>." It's the <a href="http://www.live-inspired.com/Grow-the-flowers-that-you-love-Her-Words-Mini-Book-P772" target="_blank">sweetest little blank book</a>. It's not the book's fault that I only used it four times. I want this time to be different. I want to follow through. I want to see if this works! So, today, during my massage, I asked Lisa about her posts and she told me that she committed to 90 days of expressing gratitude and that she feels amazing, that I definitely should try it. Since she started the project, multiple people have told her that her positivity is astounding. Then, she told me that she's seen me change so much already, that I've used the physical issues I've faced to learn and grow. Then, she transferred some energy from the angels to me.<br />
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Her encouragement means so much; today, I am grateful for Lisa (and her angels). Thank you, Lisa.<br />
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October is my favorite month and I've decided to celebrate it by blogging about gratitude. I haven't given this much thought yet; it will be interesting to see how this idea develops throughout the month and how it affects my mood. In the past, I've tried writing down 5 things for which I am grateful each day before going to sleep and that lasted a week or two at most. I'm hoping that doing it publicly will keep me going a bit longer. For now, I'm just committing to one thing each day; maybe I'll build up to 5 by next month. </div>
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So, for today, let's kick this off with a link to another blog: <a href="http://blog.integrativenutrition.com/2010/11/you%E2%80%99re-just-minutes-away-from-happiness">You're just minutes from happiness</a></div>
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It's easy if you try<br />
No hell below us<br />
Above us only sky<br />
Imagine all the people<br />
Living for today...<br />
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Imagine there's no countries<br />
It isn't hard to do<br />
Nothing to kill or die for<br />
And no religion too<br />
Imagine all the people<br />
Living life in peace...<br />
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But I'm not the only one<br />
I hope someday you'll join us<br />
And the world will be as one<br />
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Imagine no possessions<br />
I wonder if you can<br />
No need for greed or hunger<br />
A brotherhood of man<br />
Imagine all the people<br />
Sharing all the world...<br />
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You may say I'm a dreamer<br />
But I'm not the only one<br />
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I haven't been feeling great since mid April after I returned from my visit to Philly. When I don't feel great, I don't feel like writing. I'm writing now because I feel very unproductive and like I don't deserve to to take up space unless I do <i>something </i>today. I usually write out of inspiration or because I want to share some information that I think is important. Today, I write out of a pretty dark place and I guess my only goal is to feel a bit of accomplishment and to let my friends that share my issues with <a href="http://homeagaintacoma.blogspot.com/2011/03/nutrition-and-my-brain.html">depression</a>, food issues, and/or digestive issues know that they aren't alone. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Last Friday, I got the results of my food intolerance blood test and had quite a few surprises. The list of foods that my body does not tolerate is longer than I'd hoped and includes some of my favorite foods. Thankfully there is a list of foods that my body likes and I can eat off of that list until I start feeling good. Then, I can slowly reintroduce some of my favorite foods and see how I feel. I've been eating a fairly restricted diet (but 'cheating' fairly regularly) for the last several months. Some of the foods that my doctor and I thought were safe are actually not good for me, such as avocado, rice, vanilla, cherrries, pineapple, spinach, cabbage, lettuces, and turkey. It will be interesting to see what happens when I get them out of my system. I'm also more allergic than the average person to molds. And I'm intolerant of a few food colorings. More on that some other time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Good news is that I don't have a problem with Candida Albicans or the entire family of nightshades. So I can add back in more fruit and spicy peppers (as long as it doesn't give me heartburn). </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">So, here is my list:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><u>Severe Intolerance</u>: apricot, avocado, clam, corn, halibut, psyllium, walnut.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><u>Moderate Intolerance</u>: banana, bay leaf, cabbage, carrot, coconut, cow's milk, garlic, green pea, hops, iceberg lettuce, lime, orange, peach, pineapple, sardine, sole, spinach, tuna, wheat, (plus, because of gluten: barley, malt, rye and oats)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u>Mild Intolerance</u>: artichoke, asparagus, beet, black pepper, blueberry, buckwheat, cane sugar, caraway, cherry, clove, date, duck, egg yolk, honeydew melon, kiwi, lemon, lobster, mustard, olive, onion, parsley, plum, rice, safflower, sesame, string bean, sunflower, thyme, tomato, trout, turkey, vanilla, white potato.</span><span style="color: yellow;"></span></span></div><div><u style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</u></div><div><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Acceptable Foods</span></u></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Vegetables/Legumes: black-eyed peas, broccoli, brussel sprouts, cauliflower, celery, chick pea, cucumber, eggplant, green pepper, kidney bean, lentil bean, lima bean, mushroom, navy bean, pinto bean, radish, soybean, squash (yellow), sweet potato, turnip.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Fruits: apple, blackberry cantaloupe, cranberry, fig, grape, grapefruit, mango, papaya, pear, pumpkin, raspberry, strawberry, watermelon.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Meat: beef, chicken, lamb, pork, veal.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Dairy: egg white, goat's milk</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Seafood: bass, codfish, crab, haddock, herring, oyster, salmon, scallop, shrimp snapper, tilapia.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Grains: millet, tapioca.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Herbs/Spices: basil, cayenne, cinnamon, cumin, dill, ginger, mint, nutmeg, oregano, paprika, sage.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #38761d;">Nuts/Oils and Misc: almond, baker's yeast, beet sugar, blk/green tea, brewer's yeast, carob, cashew, cocoa, coffee, cottonseed, flaxseed, HFCS, hazelnut, honey, peanut, pecan, pistachio.</span></li>
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I still have some confusion since there are things for which I was not tested that I'd like to eat, like kale (can't have cabbage but can have broccoli, so what about kale?). They didn't test for quinoa or amaranth, but my doctor said to go ahead and eat them since they are gluten free. I'm a little nervous about quinoa though, because it is related to spinach and beets - both are on my bad list. We also discussed oats and I'll eat the gluten free kind. </span>Also, I think that some of the foods on the acceptable list might give me heartburn, so I'd have to cut those. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I'll let you know how it goes. Today is DAY 1, since I ate whatever I wanted over the weekend because of two special events. No wonder I feel like crapola today. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><u style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">DAY 1</u></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Breakfast: Egg Whites</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Snack: Juice of crenshaw melon (not on my list, but I already had it here - hoping it is okay) and strawberries</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Lunch: Leftover special chili (beef, pureed red pepper, acceptable spices) Delicious. Thank you , Rick!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Dinner? Probably left over pork, amaranth, and broccoli. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">Sorry for the lack of eloquence and/or enthusiasm, but hopefully that will change over the next month. </span></div><div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">~ A great <a href="http://tacomafoodcoop.com/archives/1">location</a> has been chosen and a transition agreement reached with the owner</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">~ The co-op has 523 paid members (as of April 25, 2011)</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">~ Shares in the co-op will be available mid-May offering members a chance to further invest in the co-op and our community</span></span><br />
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<div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Fast Food" Testing #1</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://shop.sequelnaturals.com/s.nl?sc=16&category=6295&it=A&id=432&fromsla=T&whence=">Vega Sequel Whole Food Energy Bar</a></span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><img height="178" id="image-8738" src="http://bloominhealth.com/sites/default/files/small_vega.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: right; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" width="268" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sometimes I don't do a very good job planning ahead for meals. I know I'm not alone in this! Before I did my detox diet in February and began trying to do an elimination diet, I always had convenience foods around the house for "emergencies." You know, when your blood sugar gets so low, you get moody and a bit faint. I relied on wheat thins, tortilla chips, cheddar cheese, a sandwich (or just a slice of bread!), dried fruit, Luna bars, and nuts to revive me enough to think of a better meal or give me enough energy to make it to the next meal. I thought my choices were fairly healthy. It turns out the foods themselves aren't awful, but they may have been causing problems for me. I am now exploring the possibility that I am intolerant of gluten, some nuts, corn, and dairy. My former snacks are currently ruled out.</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of bigger concern, according to recent research presented on <a href="http://www.doctoroz.com/videos/five-wrong-turns-can-lead-cancer?page=2#copy">The Dr. Oz Show</a>, cancer develops in response to the stress we cause our bodies by not eating on a regular schedule.</span></div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When you eat meals at different times rather than on a regular schedule, your body goes into stress mode. For example, when you eat breakfast at 7 a.m. one morning and 11 a.m. the next, your body becomes confused about where its next meal is coming from. This causes the secretion of the stress hormone cortisol. High levels of cortisol lead to spikes in insulin, which causes inflammation and can increase the risk of many cancers.</span></blockquote><br />
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I popped those in, but felt that I needed something right away. Fortunately, I remembered that a box had arrived on my porch this morning from <a href="http://shop.sequelnaturals.com/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #64bc47; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">Sequel Naturals</a>. A few days ago, I went online searching for “super foods,” which I had just heard about through <a href="http://www.wishsummit.com/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #64bc47; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">WISH</a>, in an interview with<a href="http://healthranger.org/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #64bc47; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Mike Adams</a>. I found some super food energy bars that sounded good and ordered them.</span></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><img height="178" id="image-8739" src="http://bloominhealth.com/sites/default/files/small_vega_box.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" width="268" /></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I opened up the package and took my first bite. Hmm, tastes healthy. As I chewed (and chewed) I started to read the packaging. I discovered that the bars had been developed by <a href="http://www.brendanbrazier.com/book/index.html" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #64bc47; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Brendan Brasier</a>, a professional Ironman triathelete and author, whom I had recently heard speak on his experiences with switching to a raw food diet. “Made exclusively from raw, alkaline, plant-based superfoods.” That sounds good. Oops! Almond butter. Oh, Almonds and wheat grass. The bar had started to taste pretty good and I wanted to eat more. I reacted badly to almonds a few weeks ago, but hadn’t had a noticeable reaction to wheat when I tried it. And I had been avoiding wheat and dried fruit these past months just because my doctor is treating me for a candida infection; theoretically both those foods would ‘feed’ the yeast in my belly. I decided to finish the bar (it was really tasting yummy now, after I had gotten used to the flavor) and see how my body reacts. I sure hope I can eat them; otherwise, 11 of my friends will be receiving samples!</span></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-50912048663971991062011-04-05T12:04:00.000-07:002011-04-05T12:04:43.177-07:00Happiness through Attitude Adjustment - Part 1<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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I bought a 5x5 print of this today. I am grateful.<br />
I found it because a friend posted a link on Facebook.</td></tr>
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Yesterday and today, my assignments in my health coaching course were about positive psychology. I got to listen to a lecture by James Pawelski, PhD, Director of Education and Senior Scholar in the Positive Psychology Center at the University of Pennsylvania about achieving happiness. The lecture was chock-full of information that I'm still digesting. I'll be sharing some of it soon, I assure you!<br />
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Today, part of my assignment was to watch this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qv6xYmh4Y-w">video</a> from 20/20 that reminded me of my <a href="http://homeagaintacoma.blogspot.com/2011/04/attitude-adjustment.html">post</a> from a few days ago as well as a <a href="http://homeagaintacoma.blogspot.com/search/label/Happiness%20Project%202010">book </a>that I read in 2009. Pursuit of happiness has been a recurring theme in my life for the last few years and I haven't been highly successful. Most likely my set point (genetic) for happiness is quite low. What is encouraging is that Dr. Pawelski and the experts in the video agree that even with a low set-point, I can choose actions that will increase my happiness dramatically.<br />
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The video, the lecture, and the book have one solution in common, the first key to happiness is a change in attitude gained by attention to gratitude. In 2009, I started writing down 5 things for which I was grateful before I got out of bed in the morning. This habit didn't take, probably because I'm not a morning person. Dr. Pawelski instructed us to do an exercise called "Three Blessings" wherein before you go to bed, you write down three good things that happened during the day and then write down why each of them happened. One of the experts in the video recommends following grandma's advice: count your blessings.<br />
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So, step one to changing my attitude (one degree at a time) is now officially to count my blessings before I go to bed. Five of them, in writing, and why these blessings happened. I think you'll be able to tell if this approach works, since I'm fairly transparent, but I'll make sure to post about it through the year.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-77111864719414017752011-04-04T20:10:00.000-07:002011-04-04T20:10:46.474-07:00Roasted Veg Fish Stew RecipeTonight I concocted a stew that is worth sharing! Unfortunately, I didn't take any pictures. Maybe I'll snap a shot of my leftovers tomorrow. We had fish and cabbage to use and I wanted to make the stew as anti-inflammatory as I could. Most of the ingredients were from our <a href="http://terra-organics.com/">Terra Organics</a> box.<br />
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2 Tilapia fillets (I got ours in a multi-pack from Costco)<br />
1 small head organic red cabbage<br />
1 long organic sweet potato (could substitute carrots or beets)<br />
1/2 onion<br />
1 head of garlic<br />
5-6 cups of liquid (I used 3.5 cups of vegetable broth and some water)<br />
Peeled and grated fresh organic ginger (I started with a chunk about the size of my thumb)<br />
1/4 tsp crushed red pepper<br />
1/2 tsp turmeric (less for those of you who can taste turmeric)<br />
salt and pepper to taste<br />
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Turn on oven to 400 degrees. Slice sweet potato into 1/2 inch thick rounds, prepare garlic to roast (<a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/roasted_garlic/">see great instructions here</a>), cut off bottom of onion. Place them on baking sheet and drizzle with olive oil. Cover onion and garlic with foil. Roast for about 30 minutes. While this is happening, you can leave the kitchen!<br />
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Pull pan out of oven and allow to cool a bit. Meanwhile, put liquid in large pot, add spices and ginger. Bring to boil, then lower heat, stirring regularly. Chop cabbage and add to pot. Stir. Cut up onion into large chunks and add to pot. Squeeze out garlic and add to pot. Stir. Cut fish into larger than bite size pieces and add to pot. Look at the time. Cut sweet potato rounds into quarters and add to pot. Serve after fish has been in the stew for 5 minutes or less. It cooks very quickly. You can add it frozen and it will still cook in less than 10 minutes in the hot liquid.<br />
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I'm not eating bread or dairy right now, so we had this stew as our main course. It would be lovely with a slice of bread and a dollop of sour cream on top. One of the lovely things about this stew is its dark color and rustic, hearty look. The roasted vegetables are sweet and the broth is spicy. You can taste the fish, but it isn't overwhelming.<br />
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Serves 4-5.<br />
Prep and cook time, 50 minutes. Actual time in kitchen: 20 at most. I didn't even peel the sweet potatoes - the skins fell off in the soup and blended right in with the cabbage.<br />
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Rick paired the soup with Trio Vintners Mourvedre <a href="http://www.snooth.com/wines/2007/">2007</a> and it was a lovely choice. Against the spicy and sweet soup, the wine tasted light and sweet. Really nice.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-33539116540302386972011-04-04T15:25:00.000-07:002011-04-04T15:28:28.924-07:00Attitude AdjustmentLast week, I had a poor attitude - not really a "bad" attitude, just sad, unmotivated, a little hopeless. I kept trying to change my attitude, shrug it off, find the silver lining to the dark clouds hovering over my soul. It reminded me of how I've felt when I've been depressed and I was afraid that the clouds wouldn't part no matter what positive thinking techniques I attempted. It helped a little to hear from friends that I wasn't the only one. Some blamed mercury in retrograde, some the pull of the moon, some the shift in the earth from the earthquake in Japan, some the gloomy skies, and others just had some really crappy stuff going on in their lives. No matter the cause, we all have bad days, which sometimes turn into bad weeks or months.<br />
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This morning, even though it is cold and raining (again!), I could feel that the storm in my brain had passed. Whew, I did something right! Maybe it was the rest that I allowed myself, maybe the extra vitamins, maybe the loving support of my husband or the cumulative effect of the multiple friends that shared their lives with me during the week. They accepted my slump and shared their own struggles - and we all found something to laugh about. As I think about my past, and my varied approaches to attitude, I realize that during different phases of my 42 years I've experienced a lot of approaches to attitude adjustment.<br />
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</tbody></table>STAND UP STRAIGHT AND SMILE! This was delivered by my mother often enough that I remember it clearly. And usually said with an accompanying grip of my elbow or back of the neck. This hurt and made me angry. The message from my parents about a poor attitude was consistent: go to your room until you can come out with a smile on your face; if you can't feel it, fake it; if you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all. This approach didn't help me feel better, but at least they didn't have to deal with me.<br />
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ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT: The first time I heard this phrase was in grade school. One of the teachers at our small school used it regularly. "Somebody needs an attitude adjustment." Sometimes it meant straighten up, other times it meant that the paddle was going to be employed. It never worked.<br />
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LET GO, AND LET GOD: This one is more subtle, but was pervasive in my life for 28 years. The gist of this approach is that if you trust in God, He will give you peace. If you don't feel peace, you are too self absorbed and not trusting enough. A true believer won't have much discouragement because it is all God's will.<br />
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LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE helped me through some really tough times, and has given me some measure of peace, but hasn't really cheered me up. For this to work, you need to wholeheartedly believe that everything happens for a reason. That something positive will eventually come from the negative. For example, my experiences with my second husband taught me a lot about addiction, drug dealers, and absolute desperation, that I hoped would help me later in life, either to relate to others in the same boat or just to make me a stronger person.<br />
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FAKE IT 'TIL YOU MAKE IT seems to work sometimes, but I've always found it to be a temporary fix. Faking it can also really backfire as friends can sense that something false is going on even if they can't put their finger on it. Trust is fragile.<br />
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DON'T LIKE IT? CHANGE IT! I call bullshit on this one. There are people that like to say that we all have the power to change our circumstances. Talk to my cousin who has schizophrenia or a mother living in a war refuge camp about this one. Even when applied strictly to attitude, I have trouble with this. When a person is clinically depressed, they can try and try and try again to change their attitude without success. Telling a person, to "Just smile! Change your attitude!" is not helpful in any situation. On the other hand, I do think that it is helpful to think of our psychological attitudes like aviation attitude, that is, directional. Even a change in attitude of half of a degree will change a long term outcome. And often a very slight change in attitude is possible and that slight change can make a world of difference in the long run.<br />
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Upon re-reading this post, I realized that the majority of what I wrote was negative, or "what not to do," leaving just the last paragraph to emphasize the encouragement part. I thought about changing it, but then decided to accept the process, to accept my feelings and thoughts, and allow them to be seen by you, dear reader. Hopefully my honesty and vulnerability will serve to inspire someone, someday.<br />
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When Matt arrived this morning to pick up his dog for the day, he had a little brown bag in his hand. When he handed it to me, he said, "I brought you some breakfast." What a sweetheart, to think of me that way! I was afraid it would be trouble though, as I realized that when we worked together this summer, I hadn't yet connected food intake with the condition of my poor body. After saying a sincere thank you and waving good-bye, I peeked in the bag. YIKES!<br />
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I had just finished a nice bowl of oatmeal (just <a href="http://www.bobsredmill.com/gluten-free-rolled-oats.html">gluten free oats,</a> water, and some organic raisins) and was halfway through eating half of an organic grapefruit. I had been marveling at how sweet the grapefruit tasted after my weeks of sugar free eating. I quickly closed the bag, set it aside and went back to eating my grapefruit and looking over the yoga schedule from the YMCA and admiring the list of produce that arrived from <a href="http://terra-organics.com/">Terra Organics</a> this morning.<br />
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I decided that my hubby would get a laugh out of the donut, so I pulled it out of the bag, took a picture and sent it off to him. Then, I decided that I could have a bite or two. I mean, I just finished such a healthy breakfast...how much could a couple of bites of processed sugar, processed flour, and a bit of grease hurt when balanced with such healthy food?<br />
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WRONG! Holy smokes all that processed "food" hit my system hard! First, I noticed that I was cold, so I went to sit on my bed under the covers to study my GRE vocabulary words (as directed by my schedule). I started to get a headache right away, so I decided that it would be okay to take a little nap. I snuggled down and noticed that my teeth hurt -- no, I'm not joking. Then my tongue started to itch mildly and the joints in my hands to hurt. My schedule alarm woke me about 45 minutes later and told me it was time to start some laundry, clean up the kitchen and make a few important phone calls. I decided (obviously under the influence at this point) that I was too tired for that and switched my schedule around. I pulled out my IIN iPod and listened to the lecture for today. The lecturer was <a href="http://naturalnews.com/">Mike Adams</a>, the <a href="http://healthranger.org/">Health Ranger</a>. He's tough on foods like my donut, going as far as to call them poison. All in all, the podcast was enjoyable and inspiring, and I'm back on schedule; sort of...excuse me while I run to the bathroom.<br />
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Well, I'm back at my desk now and I need to figure out how to best salvage my schedule. I think I'll start with a cup of red clover tea to give my intestines a chance against all the ingredients I just fed to my yeast monster.<br />
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Back tomorrow, with more adventures in health!<br />
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Questions I'll be pondering in the meantime (your input is welcome!):<br />
<ol><li>If it takes 24-72 hours for food to travel through our systems, how did that donut send me running to the bathroom within a few hours?</li>
<li>What is the simplest, most positive way to relay the long list of "foods" that I can't eat right now to well intentioned friends and acquaintances, without sounding self righteous?</li>
<li>What is the best approach to tell friends that what they are eating may be making them sick and encourage them to consider changing their diet before they turn to medication, without sounding like a know-it-all?</li>
</ol><div>And, <i>finally,</i> a word from one of my favorite authors, Dr. Mark Hyman, <i><a href="http://drhyman.com/gluten-what-you-dont-know-might-kill-you-11/?utm_source=Publicaster&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=drhyman+newsletter+issue+#17&utm_term=Get+the+story">Gluten: What you don't know might kill you!</a></i></div>...Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00597621278058643279noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957602030094458905.post-64252853159146981522011-03-22T15:09:00.000-07:002011-03-22T15:09:38.395-07:00Picture 56 - March 21<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br />
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