Life is Like a Biscuit

Have you ever had a really good homemade biscuit?  One with flaky white layers that the butter just drips across when you pull it apart.  It's light and airy and makes your mouth water just considering how to eat it without devouring in one bite.  

It took me years to learn how to make good biscuits.  I had so many failed attempts.  My husband would roll his eyes when I said we were having home made biscuits with dinner.   Most often, they would be hard as rocks, hockey pucks or some other disc like object.  But when I learned how to be gentle with the dough, life changed.  They were light, fluffy and tasty.  I didn't know I had been too hard and intense when kneading the biscuit dough.  Life is hard and intense much of the time.  We get beat up and pushed down often.  When this happens to children they learn to mistrust their feelings.  They never develop a healthy intuition. As an adult, I have spent years developing these things that  I should have learned as a child.  It has taken repeated effort, intention and hard work.  I have had to revisit situations with the help of trained adults to interpret them with truth.  My recipe for life started with everything, I mean everything, being my fault.  Being blamed for things that were not my fault as a child made me hard and  intense as an adult. I also lost my childhood to the desires and needs of sick people around me. Which made me determined not to come apart.  

As a result, I have been forced to unpack layer after layer of lies that I believed about myself.  It has hurt more than I can say and sent me reeling more times than I care to admit.  I have also had to unpack lies about the people around me growing up, those who were charged with my care.  People who should have helped build me up, berated me and tore me down, often daily.   

As I am learning to be more gentle with myself I am learning to appreciate different things in life. Simple things, like a delicious biscuit dripping with butter.  I am learning that life can pile things on us, but we can choose to take our pain apart and face it.  In doing so, we can heal layer after layer. As Kelly Clarkson sings allow others to piece by piece fill the holes burned in our soul.  So Forest Gump's mother says that life is like a box of chocolates.  I say life is like a biscuit.  It can be hard and dry,  but when we learn to be gentle with ourselves, it can be light, airy and bring smiles to my face. 

I say life is like a biscuit. It can be hard and dry, but when we learn to be gentle with ourselves, it can be light, airy and bring smiles to my face..png

Is Natural, Natural?

Why do we eat? Just like gas enables our cars to run, food is necessary for our bodies to work, to make energy. Yet much of the foods we eat today are not designed with that in mind. Many of us are eating on the run, which often means fast food. Many of us are cash strapped, trying to make our money go as far as it can. Many of us are fooled into thinking that all food labels tell the truth. I recently went with a friend to hear a professional dietitian speak on nutrition and cancer prevention. In her talk, she stated that the FDA looks out for us and does its job. I almost fell off my chair because that statement in and of itself displays what I used to think before being diagnosed with cancer. Since I have started investigating food from the perspective of a cancer patient, I no longer believe that statement and it makes me want to scream when I hear it. There are so many things on food labels that lead us as consumers to think that something is good for us when it is filled with additives that are harmful, and at times, even proven carcinogens. Did you know the word “natural” on a food label has no formal definition from the FDA or the Federal Trade Commission? Foods that are labeled “natural” can be filled with things that are not natural. If there are things on the ingredient list that you can’t pronounce or understand what they are, chances are we shouldn’t be eating them, if we are trying to eat natural foods. We have to take the responsibility as consumers to educate ourselves on what we are eating because no one else will do that for us. We can no longer assume that labels are trustworthy. It is good to educate ourselves as best we can to understand when we should pay more for an item or when it is not in our best interest. What I am learning is that I can only make good choices if I truly understand what I am buying.