Time Travelling...

Its a funny sensation, moving forward. Sometimes it feels like I am leaping hurdles, and bouncing ahead and other days I question if I have actually moved forward at all since starting this feast. The general feeling is I feel a zillion times lighter, that oh so apt expression for a juice feaster, and positive in the fact that I am investing a unique moment of repair and rest in my body. My goal for this feast is to gain deeper spiritual insight and to break the seemingly ancient patterns of negative thought that has plagued doubt upon every decision, action or move that I make in life. I want to be free to trust my instincts and heart, and positive in knowing that I am flowing in synchronisity with the energy of life, in truth and confidence of my path. I know from previous juice fasts the incredible feeling of awareness that it raises and yet I am starting to be impatient with attaining this this time round. So far, the feast has been a relatively easy path. Now, a third of the way through, I am getting impatient for my body to start releasing some of the bad stuff. Emotions have been pretty stable and detox has only been as bad as a slight grogginess and headache equivalent to a normal day on a cooked vegan diet as I seem to remember it. And bowel movements - well barely anything! I mean I am sure there's some more stuff hiding in there, where are you my little darlings? And get this, I haven't lost any weight! But that stuff is not what's bothering me, what I am waiting for is some raw emotion! I am waiting for the bad shit to come out, and...release, only for me to break into great tidal waves of human compassion. Oh what bliss!
Perhaps my expectations are too high, I ought to be grateful that so far its been a slow merciful detox. Yet, I am waiting for a little bit of drama, suspense and whoooosh! I am learning that spiritual enquiry is a lifetime's work, and starting to see this feast as the equivalent of a depressive's Prozac. Not an ecstacy pill, but rather a step-up to point you in the right direction of happiness. Things are changing for me, gradually, I am finally seeking the right direction in life for me, after five years of wayward shuffling of following decisions that just didn't feel right from the start. And to be fair I am only a few weeks in. Its just sometimes one forgets how far one has come, and then you get an ordinary day, and you think well have I really come far at all. What I need is a reminder of how I felt four weeks ago, to make me realise how great this is, but unfortunately one doesn't have the body gaging map to hand, just my blog. So this is my first little winge, but I don't to keep it up, stiff upper lip and all that Britishness, innit.


Today I had:
2l of Spinach, Parsley and Carrot Juice
1l Pineapple Juice
1l Cucumber, Fennel and Pear Juice
Skin Brushing
1l Water, Lemon and Psyllium