SWF, a poem
I do not like the salt water flush.
Force my bowels come out in a rush.
When I drink it I gag,
It's gross. What a drag.
When I'm done, I will have a tight tush.
Day 7-8 (post SWF) were the days I was waiting for. My skin was glowing. I felt great! And I had entered the calm portion of my fast. I can tell that I don't really feel hungry anymore. And I can watch my mind as I see it affect the functions of my body. For example, I was looking up a recipe for french toast, and when the picture popped up of the buttery cream maply thing, I watched my mind and then felt my stomach rumble. I know this isn't anything crazy new but I was more mindful about how perceptions can truly affect our physical body.
I love Day 7 and Day 8.
I don't think I am going to go past ten days on the cleanse. though. I really would like to eat. I've been toying with the idea of going vegan for at least a week. I hope that I can manage it.
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