Day 5 of Juice Feasting - Nature, sunshine and greens!!

It's 11:30 pm and I just came back from doing my roadside trade, with my friend.  We both drove 1/2 way, about 40 minutes to meet up and exchange my excess bulk produce for yummy kale, sprouts, and sprouting seeds, as well as a super good omega oil.  I'm back in business!  No more celery only days, yippee!  I wished I had a camera to document the exchange:  in the middle of the night, by a shady coffee shop donut joint, we RDV in the parking lot, to exchange organic produce as the locals went in for their sugar and caffeine shot ...  I spoke with the produce manager at the supermarket yesterday, and he told me that they just cannot get enough organic produce to respond to the demand, because they are not allowed to use the local farmers supplies, they are obliged to use the centralized warehouses, and use produce flown over from California.  It is a crazy system!

I spent most of the day at the local organic farm, weeding, harvesting beans, tilling, washing produce... I had been very concerned that I would only be physically able to work in the field for just an hour of so, and then have to call it quits, and that I would be super tempted by the yummy lunch that they prepare, but I was in for a surprise.  I worked from 9 till 3, with a short lunch break, and it was so much fuuunnn!  My energy was up, the emotional hunger clearing I did on myself last night obviously worked, because I looked at the lunch and yummy pie, with a neutral loving interest.  No feeling deprived, no anxiety, no emotional hunger whatsoever during the entire day!  

I "weeded" lots of lambsquarter, brought home a big bag of them, and put some in their vitamix with some of my pineapple, green apple and celery juices, passed them through the nut mylk bag that I finally found and brought for the occasion.  Everyone was really interested by my concoction, so I gave them some to try, and they found them really yummy!  

The day left me pondering we value intellectual work so much more than physical work.  I was so gratifying to work directly in contact with the plants, to be outside, to touch the earth. 

Granted, I crashed upon coming home, took a nap for an hour and woke shivering cold, (it was a warm day) a detox induced chill which I knew that only a long hot shower could take care of.  I was like a chicken on a roasting pit, turning around slowly to warm my bones.

One of the farm apprentice, a 24 year old super sweet guy, confessed to me that he has arthritis in his shoulder, so I encouraged him to start thinking about detoxing, and offered my help.  I think that sometimes we plant seeds of love, and we just need to let them go, and watch them unfold, without pushing.  I still vividly remember the very first person I saw eating raw and preparing raw soup and pies for us during a regular potluck... I was appalled and thought she was completely nuts... that was many years before being interested in taking care of my body through nutrition, but what she did that day planted seeds in me.  She wasn't preaching, didn't talk about the benefits of raw foods, she just offered foods made with love in a peaceful way, and with her radiant smile.  It stays with me to that day.

With love,

Tamara