Monday, January 28, 2013

Not For a Moment did He forsake me


This is my little niece Sariah Jane. I post this picture here because I feel like in this season I am in, I'm looking up at my  Father and saying, "Wow, God, you really DIDN'T forsake me." Just like He brought His son for us, who died on the cross to rescue us and save us from ourselves.

This song is my anthem.

Sing this song over yourself today.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

the joy of coconut milk

I recently discovered recipes with coconut milk. I am gradually falling in love with this milk of the gods and how you can use it in almost anything...and it's vegan!

I just made this lovely dish the other day...braised coconut spinach with chickpeas and lemon, over squash...

Full of so many nutrients and fibre this dish! Easy and delicious!

http://www.ihavenet.com/recipes/Braised-Coconut-Spinach-and-Chickpeas-with-Lemon-Recipe-FD.html

Saturday, January 26, 2013

soul starvation vs soul nutrition


Since starting this new lifestyle change and all of a sudden flooding my body with nutritious foods, I've come to a realization....

I think I've been starving myself my whole adult life.

First of all, starving myself of nutrition, thinking eating healthy was too much work and that I wasn't really worth it.

Starving myself of wholeness. Using other things in this world that I thought would satisfy, but realizing that God's love is the only thing that can. When I feed myself, truly feed myself with good things, I feed my soul at the same time, and begin to let go of the things that try to hold onto my so tightly. I honour God's creation - me - through nourishment and good food.

Starving myself of energy. I never thought I had as much energy as the people around me. I always felt like I had to try so hard in everything.

Starving myself of creativity. If you know me well - you know that I am a creative person. I love photography, creating music, playing music. I've realized these past few months, especially with being quite depressed, when I don't feed myself with good things, it influences my mood and makes me not want to do the things that I love the most - which is be creative!

Starving myself of security. Just in the past week, planning out my meals in advance, focusing my shopping, and having a full fridge and cupboards with nothing but good foods like fruits, veggies, nuts, coconut oil - I've felt safe, secure and stable. I don't think I was a really unwise shopper before, but I do think going to the grocery store without a plan was making me feel somewhat out of control.

I'm not looking for a diet anymore, I'm looking for healing. Healing that comes from letting God love me as I am, taking care of myself, and feeding myself as if I'm feeding my soul.




Friday, January 25, 2013

The first part of my story...


Here I go!

I am on the journey. I've decided to jump in with both feet. This has taken a bit of planning, researching, watching videos, asking questions, making decisions and doing my homework. But, here I am...doing food therapy on myself - through mostly vegan and raw creations.

Why am I deciding to do this? Well, 2012 was the biggest year of my life. I titled it early on as “my year.” This going to be MY YEAR, I said. And that is what it was. I stepped into the reality of myself and all that comes along with it…

Early in the year, I received a promotion while working in Beijing and was in a new relationship (long distance) with someone who I cared very deeply about for years, but never had the courage to tell him. Last Christmas, we connected up after years of not seeing each other and realized we were very attracted to one another. He saw how much living abroad had grown me into a strong and passionate woman, and encouraged me to follow my dreams and was willing to wait until I was ready to come home. We talked day and night, every spare moment we had...two friends, quickly become something much deeper. I never knew I could be loved like that or needed to be loved like that. We soon made plans for him to come and see me in China. I could also start to see my life unfold, the more we spoke and shared our dreams for the future.

I then received a second promotion and was asked to move to Shanghai. 2012 was really a big year. It was a huge leap of faith, but I knew this is where God wanted me. Approaching my 30th birthday towards the later part of 2012, this man in my life decided he wasn't ready to take this relationship further...I was completely shattered. A man I had grown to love, didn't want to make the trip to see a place that was so close to my heart. Over the years of living away, he was always the one I wanted to share my stories with.

The months leading up to Christmas, not being able to see him, being in a new city in China, not having my support system around me, my job leaving me feeling ragged…I could feel myself slipping into a silent depression.

All of the things I used to love – taking photos, traveling, writing and researching for my masters degree, going for coffee with friends, cooking, reading – all of a sudden became overshadowed by a big shadow over my head that I just couldn't shake.

I started seeing a counselor to help me deal with increasingly bad thoughts I was having, and for the first time in my life I knew that I might need to actually go on something to help my mood.

Christmas time at home in Canada was a time of tears. A lot of tears. Giving myself permission to be broken. Time to be broken. Space to be broken. I don’t know what I would have done if my parents hadn't been there. I was not myself, and yet, I fully was at the same time. I didn't even feel like I was worthy of combing my hair in the morning.

After a lot of late night conversations with my mom and dad, hot baths and glasses of wine, painful conversations, healing conversations with friends, nights of absolute personal turmoil…I cried out to God, “Am I ever going to be happy again? Will I ever feel like me?”

The next day, my dad and I watched a documentary on the vegan lifestyle and healthy eating. I realized…a lot of my mood is influenced by the decisions I make with regards to eating.

Since I’ve gotten back to Shanghai, I’ve decided – that’s it! I can’t take it anymore. I need to take care of myself. For real this time. I planned out my first vegan/raw food menu and managed to successfully execute the meal for 1 week.

Changes I’ve noticed so far:
-I’m not dreading the mornings as much anymore
-I feel happier, not over the moon happy, but there is noticeable mood difference
-I look forward to cooking, being in the kitchen, working with my hands and seeing lots of colourful, natural ingredients
-I feel well fed. Nutritional and physically well fed.
-I have more energy at work, not feeling like I want to take a nap after lunch.
-I went to the fruit stand last night near my house and I could feel myself saying, “I want to devour everything!” It’s almost like my body was telling me it wanted more of what it was getting

I really don’t know how long I’m going to do this whole food experiment, but all I know its for the first time in months…I’m starting to feel better about myself. Almost as if a healing process is starting to take place…one meal at a time.

One worry I have is that I might get lazy and give this up in a few weeks time. I have no idea. What do they say about doing something for 21 days and it becomes habit? I hope that happens to me.

Below are a few of the meals I done so far. I'll be posting more as the weeks progress, I am ALWAYS looking for ideas, so feel free to post recipe ideas!



Vegan Falafel Balls



Raw Zucchini Pesto Pasta



Sushi - pumpkin seeds, celery, lemon juice...



Chocolate Banana Avocado Pudding