Things have mellowed from the stressful earlier days of transition. I’m not 100% raw but I’m pretty close. My main cooked food is beans, usually eaten cold with a little nutritional yeast and sea salt. I’ve read that “raw” begins around 75% raw, so I’m still raw but I’ve been straying away from that label lately because it feels too confining and too politically charged. I don’t want to be a label of what I eat — I want to be fully human and fully me and that’s so much more than my food.

I just finished eating a fantastic jícama salad (1 jícama, peeled and julienned; 1 chayote, peeled and julienned; two cucumbers, seeded and sliced thin, 3 oranges, peeled and sliced thin; 1 small red onion, sliced thin; juice of three limes; 2 teaspoons chili powder; 1 bunch cilantro, chopped) and popcorn cauliflower (chopped cauliflower, nutritional yeast, sea salt, cayenne) on a bed of mixed organic baby greens. I feel so blessed to be able to eat such vibrant, flavorful foods.

Dr. Douglas Graham says that we should eat all we want plus a little more. It’s so freeing to have permission to eat! I still rein myself in and try to undereat a little on fasting days, but when it’s not a fasting day I indulge my senses with glorious fresh cherries, strawberries, raspberries, mixed sprouts, and more. I love the foods God made!

I have no idea what my blood sugar is doing since I ran out of test strips. My next A1c is due in September so I’m just going to be patient until then and I’ll find out how I’ve been doing. I continue to see small and large signs of improved health. Last Saturday someone was complaining of allergies an dI realized that I’ve only had a little bit of a runny nose, not really enough to notice. In the past, I spent allergy season on a constant dose of sinus drugs. Now I barely get a little runny nose! God is good!

Additionally, my raw diet seems to have healed my fibrotic breasts. I used to have shooting pains in my breasts and they were filled with hard lumps all through them. A gynecologist once described them as feeling “like a bag of frozen peas.” I know, glamorous, isn’t it? But a couple of weeks ago I realized (with a little shock!) that all those lumps were gone! It’s just normal breast tissue now with no lumps and no shooting pains. Amazing! I didn’t even think about trying to heal my fibrotic breasts because I assumed that it was something I was just stuck with. A little research suggests that giving up caffeine probably had a positive effect but the articles warned that caffeine makes fibrotic breasts worse but no caffeine would not heal them. I’m guessing the nutrient dense fruits and vegetables were the ticket.

I’m feeling very happy and very alive these days. I was walking in the sunshine earlier today and breathing the good air and the thought popped into my head, “it’s so good to be young!” What a wonderful thought to have at 42 years of age! I’m so young! And I’m old enough to appreciate it this time around; youth may be wasted on the young but every drop of it is appreciated by the middle-aged!

Thank you, God, for creating such a beautiful temple for us to worship You in and thank you for the beautiful, nourishing foods You make to grow in this grand and glorious temple. I hope someday to taste the fruits You’ve grown in Paradise. You have been so good to me. Bless the Lord, oh, my soul!

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