Tahira Nyabinghi writes: I was driving today and had a funny revelation but when I came home to blog about it, the thought slipped my mind! I guess, it was not meant to be shared just yet!
You know, as I began this journey of raw foods on my birthday, the only thing I wanted was to lose the excess weight that the years had put on my small frame. Years of terrible indulgences, bad medications, abundance of sweets, all accumulated and packed in the fat that surrounds my stomach, thighs and arms. In my vision, I could see it melting away with each bite of an apple, a fresh salad, a cup of gazpacho.
Now, halfway into my journey, I know the reality of my weight loss will be more gradual but sustaining. I also have realized that it was not only the physical aspects I wanted to shed but the baggage I have brought along the way from misdirection, wrong roads and miscalculated decisions. I can recall mistakes I have made that I can’t right, people I harmed that I can never apologize to, bonds broken that cannot be repaired. At some point in my walk, I have to forgive myself and give permission to heal. This has taught me that cleansing is not only something that affects your body but ultimately ends up traveling through your spirit as well.
At some point, I will step on a scale again. I have not weighed in a couple of months and am eager to see if anything has changed from the last weigh in at 190lbs. I have also been thinking about going back into the service. I miss my days in uniform.
