Day 40 of Juice Feasting - intercultural exchange

The grumpiness that surfaced last night is turning out to be a deep well of sadness, sorrow and despair, which has been handed to me from my family line.  I am so thankful that it is surfacing now to be cleared.  Way better than keeping it inside.  It seems to be generational, in my DNA and family line energy.  There is a lot of depression in my family line, and a lot of uprooting, pogroms etc... Most of it doesn't have a story attached to it, I do not have any mental chatter about it, my mind is quiet, as feelings are released, and flashes of insights come in with Source's energy.

Following your heart is for me the most important part of life. That path may have lots of ups and downs and twists and turns ... and it is so fun, if we just remember it is an amusement ride, instead of expecting it to be just like our mind's over traveled road!

Tonight, I got to play parent, as my friends who have the French exchange student were tied up and asked me to represent them at the exchange meeting.  I enlightened the parents to the cultural differences between French and Canadian teenagers.  French people have been drilled to be polite and have good manners:  you must accept what is offered to you, not make a fuss or ask for what you want or need.  A guest is to be very discreet.  You must finish your plate, and eat whatever is in front of you, which has obviously contributed to my eating problems.  It was fun, sipping my juices (one of tomato and another of mixed greens) and talking about things way outside the parents usual conversations: energy work, why not to worry about calcium intake if the French student doesn't drink milk (the leafy green and protein inhibits calcium absorption conversation)... several parents came to see me and ask for my card.  Rock on!  

I'm completely beat from all the energy transformation I did on  myself so I'm crashing at my friends' tonight once more.  Good thing, because I need to go to the farmer again.  I still have lots of the emotions that need to be released, I can feel them, and they will, as soon as they are ripe for the picking.  In the meantime, I am surrounded by mountains of cakes (3 different kinds), muffins (2 kinds), pies (3 kinds), cookies, cheeses, chips, ... you get the picture.   The emotions that are still present create a very strong pull towards all this wonderfully tasting junk.  I'm starting to notice which emotions make me want to eat which foods.  Sadness seems to create a pull towards sweets.  I think that to be successful long term on a raw food lifestyle, we need to be willing to really look at and release all these emotions, as well as all the sabotage patterns that make us want to quit and go back to numbing ourselves.

Good night y'all!