Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Supersize me...

i had this thought as i was in Ashland this weekend about portion control, especially since most meals this weekend was in a restaurant. i find it so hard to find remember what normal portions look when i have a HUGE plate of food in front of me. One thing i like about sharing a meal with my mom is that we really share a meal together. i like this mostly because then i don't feel the need to eat most of the food when i know i won't be able to take it home. i also like it because then i don't overeat.

It's so hard when you work hard for your paycheck, and you want the best value and for those with limited funds super-sizing at fast food locations seems like the best value. Honestly when considering all the extra empty calories in that 44 oz. jug of Dr. Pepper, 8 oz is 100 calories the mind bends at the thought of all that yummy delicious high fructose corn syrup. But man do i love my Dr. Pepper, although not 44 oz. Honestly though i digress.
i read a book called mindless eating, and what i love so much about the book is that the author eats the bad food, and admits that he mindlessly eats, and eats french fries. What i like most is the intentionalness of his story i know that my life becomes so routine that i forget to be intentional, and i miss the beauty of paying attention.

On another note, i changed my community group this week... It was sad to leave, because i like everyone so much. Although, i do love the new group i'm in, not so much the alarm clock going off @ 5 this morning. But i'm so excited to try something new to move in a new direction, and i'm not too freaked out by the thought of change, which makes me believe that this is what i'm supposed to do.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Hope is alive

i often forget the power that is behind this statement. And for me maybe that can be a problem of mine, is that something so powerful can become mundane. But in the mundane comes the joy from realizing powerful statements again.
i spent the weekend in Ashland for their AIDS benefit called Daedalus Project. As i stood last night with others in memory of loved ones gone again it was brought to mind the power of the mundane. It's been 15 years since my uncle lost his battle with AIDS, and even last night i still felt that twinge of pain of the great loss. It also hit me as all of us who had lost someone stood. How bad this really is, how powerful this pandemic truly is.
But hope is alive... We may not see it, it may take longer than we feel it should. Hope lives within us, it keeps us going... It gives us reason to move, to believe that there will one day be a cure for AIDS, for cancer, for poverty, for oppression...

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Patience is a virtue

There is this boy running my life right now, you may have heard of him... Harry Potter. i resisted for so long, but i am under the thumb of this boy, and his adventures. On the positive side, i'm not dreaming about what i'm reading, which is good...

On another positive note, the conflict with the rental company that houses my roommate and me has seen realized that they jumped the gun, and will not be forcing us to move out. Our rent check had no indication of whose rent it was covering, so all that needs to be paid is a late fee.
One thing i've learned from this openness, and not jumping the gun on things, and patience.
It's times when things are tough that i forget patience. i want resolution now, only because if not i will psych myself out, and i have internal meltdowns.

Saturday, August 04, 2007

Stronger than we think we are

i think for the longest time that i had to do something spectacular to be brave, like save someone from a burning building or something. Never would i use the word brave to describe me, only because i can measure what i don't do because i am too often afraid.
It really wasn't until recently that i was forced to define what i thought bravery was, that i needed to reassess what true bravery was. Bravery does involve courage, but too often i think of heroes from movies, or stories and i compare myself to them. But bravery can be huge where everyone stops to look at you, but it also can happen deep within you, that only you know about.

My dictionary defines brave as being able to face and endure pain or danger. Interesting that maybe most if not all of us can in fact be and are brave...