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26 Nov 2023

Available for the cascade

Years ago on (I think) the public radio show RadioLab there was an episode where they talked about the way kids start to understand numbers in a more complex way; and learn to differentiate quantity beyond 1 and more than one. And they said that a kid experiences a leap of faith moment and then a cascade. I was probably 30 ish when I heard this. I would have had my eating under control for a few years. I didn’t really get it at the time.

Years later, as I was trying to improve my crochet skills, my husband bought me a book of symbol patterns for crochet. And I had one of those moments. I don’t know if I thought of it as a leap of faith, but I definitely had the experience of a cascade of all of these pieces tumbling into place, and then suddenly I had a brand new frame of reference for the world. This has happened to me over and over again since having my eating under control. As a writer, as a knitter, as a designer, as a person who wants to learn to do things.

I often think that I should be “farther along” in my life purpose, I mean, 46 is no spring chicken, and that if I were good enough or smart enough or whatever enough, that I would be.

But I keep being reminded lately that innovation is built on past innovations. That knowledge requires a basis of previous knowledge. And why would that be any different for my life?

I couldn’t learn much when I was eating compulsively. Maybe because I was too high. Maybe because I was too busy eating. Maybe because I didn’t have a lot of capacity for faith or leaping. But now that I have boundaries around my eating and I am able to keep moving forward, I am available for the cascade.

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19 Nov 2023

The closest to Enlightenment I have ever come

When I was young, late teens and early twenties, I was always looking for something like “answers” or an “owner’s manual” for life. And I tried a lot of different religions and practices. I felt that my life was missing something.

I wouldn’t understand until later, when I got my eating under control that I was trying to “fill a God-sized hole.” It was, surprise surprise, also why I ate drug foods the way I did.

I was telling some friends the other day that when I was in my 20s and looking for contentment and peace, I tried to get into Zen Buddhism. One of the practices is called sitting Zazen. It means to sit very still in a rigid posture and think of nothing. 

If you know me, it may not come as much of a shock to you that I was very very bad at sitting still and thinking of nothing. The other thing that I learned at that time was that Zen Masters believe in many roads to Enlightenment, and 20-something Kate was *positive* that my path to enlightenment was *suffering*! Maybe it was why, at 28, I was willing to give up what I expected to be the only joy in my life: sugar.

Now, at 46, the idea that I was made for suffering is hilarious to me. Hilarious!

The closest I have ever come to Enlightenment is the pure peace and calm of having my eating under control. The only thing I actually gave up was the high, and the subsequent shame that I could not stop eating.

Because I still love food. I still love to eat. I still get excited about meals and particular dishes. I still do little dances. I still sing little songs to my meals. I still talk to my food. I even talk to it at the grocery store. “Oh! You’re a pretty baby! Are you mine? Yes you are!”

Giving up foods I am addicted to and keeping within my eating boundaries frees up so much space in my head. It helps me prioritize my relationships and goals. It makes me like myself enough to make hard choices. It gives me the fortitude to choose the practices that will make me truly happy in the long term, not the ones that will make the moment feel better momentarily. 

Keeping drug foods out of my body lets me think straight, and feel my feelings. It helps me make honest and honorable decisions that I don’t have to worry about or backtrack on. And if I do make a mistake, I know how to take responsibility and make amends. 

Yes simple. No not easy. But the closest to Enlightenment I have ever come.

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12 Nov 2023

Grocery store blues

Kroger bought Albertsons, and I am kind of freaked out about it.

I swear 28 year-old Kate did not know this was the path she was going down when she put boundaries around her eating 17+ years ago, but here we are.

If you don’t know what that means, it means one grocery store chain bought another and now my groceries are going to change. And that is terrifying to a person who really cares and kind of worries about what she eats. It means a new level of vigilance in reading labels. It means brands and products I used to buy might no longer be sold there.

For over a week already they have been out of my very particular favorite pork rinds that fit into my eating boundaries. And they are also rearranging the ENTIRE grocery store. So for all I know, they will stop carrying them entirely. 

I have had to mourn foods before. On this blog, in real time. Remember when Frontier started to put alcohol in their vanilla flavor in 2014???? I cried real tears for that. Did I mention I am still obsessed with food?

I survived then, and I will survive whatever happens now, with my boundaries intact. But food, groceries, are a huge part of what I think about. What comes into my home and goes into my body is the top priority for me. It’s an aspect of my life that is worth all of the time and effort and energy that I put into it. It is the most important thing in my life, because it is the ultimate first step in self care for me. 

But damn if it isn’t stressful.

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05 Nov 2023

Kate, what game are you playing?

I have a complicated relationship with “all or nothing” thinking. For one thing, I have an all or nothing relationship with simple sugars and carbohydrates, and that is the greatest thing that ever happened to me. 

But that relationship, for all of its black and white, (no you can’t eat that, yes you can eat this and this is how much) also taught me boundaries, doing the bare minimum, and “working the system.” Which are things other people like to look at as lazy or cheat-y.

I remember someone years ago asking me why I was going all the way across town to get apples. And I explained that I could have 1 apple for breakfast, and whatever market had apples that weighed more than a pound. This man who barely knew me told me that was “cheating.” Because I was obviously supposed to be on a diet if I had that many rules around food.

He thought I was cheating because he didn’t know the game I was playing. I was playing “make the food you eat so delicious and satisfying that you can withstand the appeal of chocolate cake.” That’s not the kind of game people understand. I don’t need them to. I am satisfied in my food life.

This week I decided to join NaNiWriMo (short for National Novel Writing Month.) It is a thing lots of writers and authors do. The idea is to write 50,000 words of a novel in the 30 days of November, with a daily goal of 1,667 words. 

Well I woke up Wednesday and decided I was going to try to write a romance novel that has been rattling around in my head for a year-ish. I signed up and wrote over my 1667 word goal. But the next day I had a bunch of things to do. And I only got 900 words in before it was bedtime. And Friday was cleaning for company and then company. Saturday was weekly errands and husband time. So two days in a row that I did not write my novel. And here it is Sunday and I am writing this blog. Because I always write a blog on Sunday. Because it is truly a priority in my life.

But will I write my novel?

And what if I don’t?

And what if I just do it when I have time?

Will I fail at life?

My first reaction is to quit. Not because I want to, but because I have already shown that I am not taking this seriously. I’m not willing to do the work. I don’t have what it takes. That I am not good enough for my inner Good Girl.

My Good Girl and her needs – to do it right, to be perfect, to show you *how good* she is, how smart, how disciplined, how well she pays attention and follow directions – are making this NaNoWriMo experience a whole lesson. As far as she is concerned, we have already failed! FAILED!!!

But I did not choose to try it for my Good Girl. I did it because I don’t know what comes next in my life and I just want to put a whole bunch of the best of myself and what I love into Life, and see what Life offers back.

So I guess I have to ask myself “what game do I want to be playing with NaNoWriMo and this novel?”

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