When I first committed to a food plan it was out of sheer desperation. I felt I couldn’t carry on eating the way was. At first, I thought the food plan was slightly extreme and excessive, but having run out of options, I gave it a go.
A few weeks later an unexpected sense of calm came over me. I wasn’t aware of how much noise the chatter around portion sizes, food choices, and when to and not to eat, created – until it stopped. My food plan took care of all of this so I didn’t need to think about it. I loved the freedom it gave me.
Now, over 13 years on, I see a commitment to a food plan as a spiritual practice, in that it makes me think less about myself, and what I can ‘get’ out of food, and it allows me to be of more service to the world around me.