I haven’t written anything these past days due to the most pernicious , continual headaches borne out of the injury at the top of my spine. I have had days of utter despair to disbelief that I am constantly bombarded by issues that I feel are so unjust and unfair. I have rallied against evil forces at work , become a victim feeling sorry for myself – I have vented to God all my disappointment and disbelief that He is doing nothing to help me. I have gone around in circles trying to find justification both in my responses and…
Month: September 2022
In Blissful Ignorance
Don’t you just love this time of day? Those seconds when your eyes haven’t fully opened, that interlude between sleeping and awakening, when your senses are still dormant and full awareness hasn’t reached your consciousness yet. In this moment in time, as brief as it may be, there is no grief, no pain, no anxiety, no grasp yet of one’s actual reality and one can luxuriate in this gift of the day for whatever length is afforded to one. Sometimes the reluctance to leave this ethereal, celestial base is both figuratively and literally painful and I envy those for whom…
An Ounce of Sense
Two weeks in and I am inching along, literally ounce by ounce. My first thought was to write that I have ONLY put on 0.4 kgs this past week but I am going to change that to state that I have regained nearly half a kilogram and a total of 1.7 kgs in 2 weeks since I started this challenge. Instead of beating myself up for not having gained more, I am going to be happy and grateful that the scale is upwardly mobile and is climbing in the right direction. I may be slow to reach the summit but…
Still on Track
These past days have been fraught with so many issues that may have well thwarted all my valiant efforts in this huge challenge I am trying to overcome. Not only do I have physical injuries and pain to deal with but there has been the more mammoth and vastly more important death of our Queen Elizabeth. As with most of the world, my eyes and ears have been occupied by the coverage of all the events pertaining to and surrounding this sad passing of Her Majesty. Growing up in South Africa as I did, I never knew what it felt…
Love Cannot Be Weighed
Scales are usually symbolic in terms of the Scales of Justice; they are balance, equality, justice, and harmony. In terms of FISH, scales are likened to a suit of ARMOR, signifying protection. Umich.edu There is the biblical reference : Acts 9:18 NLT[18] Instantly something like scales fell from Saul’s eyes, and he regained his sight. Then he got up and was baptised . In the kitchen, scales are used for baking in particular, which requires the precision needed for exact quantities. Any budding pianist who takes their craft seriously, would need to practice endless scales to lay the framework for the…
Feed Me ……….
How ironic that my obsession with bread as per my earlier blog post, that I eat so little of, lead me to create a sourdough starter that requires ME to feed IT! I’m the one who needs feeding and instead I have got this little blighter sitting on the kitchen countertop , an ever growing and developing organism that requires nurturing and constant feeding. Enough is enough! Its cost me a fortune in flour, time, energy and patience and today the latter wore out and I snuffed out the offending creature by drowning it before pouring it down the drain…
One week down.
I weighed myself this morning , day 8, and it was interesting to note that I have remained at 45.4kgs as per day 3. This is a clear indication that I am once again, maintaining a certain weight without increasing my food take sufficiently to put on more . I need to up my game if I am to steadily increase per week. Of course part of me is relieved that it didn’t spiral as I feared but strangely enough, I am disappointed that I haven’t picked up a bit more because I am struggling as it is with food…
The Bread of Life
” I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry again. Whoever believes in me will never be thirsty ” John 6:35 There is such a vast difference between earthly bread and heavenly bread. Ordinary bread may be able to sustain us on earth but cannot sustain life in the presence of death. Heavenly bread sustains us eternally. I am obsessed with bread. At this present moment I have a baguette, a seeded rye loaf and a sliced seed loaf in my bread drawer. I have a homemade breadmaker mixed wholewheat and rye loaf in…
Super Pooper
It has to be mentioned – We are all a bit obsessed with our own – The question of poop! There are those who poop three times a day and then think they are constipated when they only go twice a day. There are those who go once a day with some regularity and don’t think of it much because its no big deal. Then there are some of us perennial dieters for whom being constipated is generally the norm, ranging from going a couple of times a week to only going once a week. Of course there are those…
Day 6
Today is a new day and I am sitting at my desk with a cushion behind my lumbar region. I had a restless night as I was trying to sleep in a position that was favourable for my neck. I don’t have the extreme pain of yesterday but there is pain still none-the-less and I have already taken a painkiller before it worsens. Thankfully, this is not derailing me and I had a substantial breakfast of fruit, yoghurt, milk and cereal. I had a walk after breakfast but instead of going that extra mile to burn off the large breakfast,…