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I am one tired chica today. But I'd like to be somewhat consistent with my humble little blog, so I'll let you know that up until Thursday, I was rocking with my week one goal of raw throughout the day and a cooked dinner at night. Thursday, I allowed my feathers to get all ruffled when some grouchy colleague hurt my lil old feelings. I don't know why it resonated so much, but it did. One other work related stress later in the day, and I was on my way home in a defeated-feeling mood. Shrug. The… Continue

Due to the previous night’s gluttony, I went to bed having not prepped at all for the next day’s raw eating. I woke up at 5am, and lay in bed for a while, then spent a good hour doing more raw food reading on the net. Could have chanted. Brushed teeth, put on zit cream, and sat in front of the Gohonzon, where I did morning Gongyo. Then, I spent about 20 minutes prepping food for the day. This including some chopping and some blending (did it in the bedroom, as to not disturb my sis and her hu… Continue

Yesterday... I began the process of going raw out of a need to once and for all [really] reclaim myself. A good longtime friend asked, "Where is the bad ass that you used to be?" My only answer would be the she has currently been replaced by someone far more lethargic, complacent, angry, fat, and dull. I don't mean to be dramatic. But really, there's no glow. Friends have remarked on my "being in a rut" and "kicking myself in the dirt." So now it's time for me to evoke the determination and c… Continue