I'm not quite sure what's wrong with me. Why am I having these wild cravings. I'm now craving a juicy, cheeseburger. But I know if I went out and got that I would take about 3 bites and chuck it. Is my mind playing these kind of games with me? Alissa wrote in her book about having cravings but she realized that it was her mind craving these foods not her body. Sort of a nostalgia of some kind.
I did crack a little today. I had some Okra patties. It some kind of non-raw, vegetarian food spiced up to taste like chicken. I made it and just picked at it. I ate my salad voraciously though. What gives? Why am I feeling this way? At this very moment, I'm hungry. And I'm almost content to say "Ok, i'm bellies grumbling "and just let it be. No biggie. Just move on. Cause I don't really think I could eat anything at this point that would sastify me. Wondering if anyone else has run into this sort of thing.
Someone posted in their blog today about how being raw is closer to her ideals of being softer on our planet. I couldn't agree more. Also, it brings me closer to my ideals about sustainability. And not being wasteful. I still marvel at how I can have a choice to eat or not. For some people, that isn't a choice. They wake up knowing their going to bed hungry that night. <sigh> Some day there will be peace for all. And we will realize their is plenty for everyone. Then we will do what we learned in kindergarten....we'll share.