Wednesday, November 14, 2012
I woke up feeling hungry for the first time in a very long time today. I don't feel that's a bad thing. I have actually been looking forward to the feeling a bit. It is one way to feel in tune with my body, and my body and I have been out of touch for far too long.
I have wrestled with my situation of overeating and lack of strength over food for quite some time now and how it parallels the terrible situation in our nation. We are a nation of excess in which millions are hungry and homeless. It is pretty clear this country has a consumption disorder and I am part of it.
There have been times when I have felt sick at heart that I have unable to see food as only the thing that sustains me and feel compelled to force it down my gullet long after the need is gone. I have come to believe that I, and many others, would gain a greater understanding of the world if we all knew a little want from a first-hand perspective.
How can we be truly thankful and respectful of what we are so fortunate enough to have if we have never known its lack?
So today I am thankful for this small and unfamiliar feeling of hunger. I hope it is one timid step toward discovering a greater understanding and respect for my body and myself.