Moving on…

This post is not something I imagined myself writing here, ever. When I started this blog in September of 2014, I didn’t have big plans. I just wanted to share my passion for healthy, wholesome food in the way that I do best: through my writing. But as the months went on, Healthy Little Changes grew into something bigger, something that filled my mind with potential and my soul with a sense of purpose. I believed I had found my calling in life, and I lovingly curated this blog with a sense of fulfilling my destiny. And I have been fulfilled.

But lately, I have felt something new — a feeling of coming to an end. At first this scared me for many reasons. First, because I truly believed that spreading the message of health and happiness through whole foods was my mission, and if I were to discover that it isn’t, then what would be left? Second, because I have put so much into this blog over the past year — not just time and effort but emotional energy, and all my hopes and dreams for the future. The thought of ending it all made me feel that what I believed to be my predestined path was nothing more than a detour, a phase, a passing fancy.

With all these reasons you may wonder why I even considered putting an end to Healthy Little Changes, especially when I’ve gained so much momentum and learned so much. The truth is, I’m not ending anything. I feel called to begin anew.

You see, for the past year, I’ve not only learned to nourish my body, I’ve begun to explore what I need to nourish my soul. In much the same way my healthy eating journey began, I started down this path with a question: What can I do to give my spirit all it needs to flourish and grow? Many of the answers I knew already but I have been too proud or distracted to accept them. But so many, many more have surprised and delighted me and truly enlightened my soul.

My friends, the truth is, these past few months I’ve undergone a remarkable spiritual transformation. I have learned things that turned my world around and filled my soul with unfathomable light. I have experienced a miraculous healing of the psyche, but I didn’t stop there. I’ve built on that fresh clean start I was granted and have discovered a wide array of tools, exercises, and daily practices to keep my soul uplifted. I have learned to quiet my fears, push past the ego, and let my spirit guide me and inspire me to action. And that’s what I’m doing now.

I have been inspired to begin a new project, one that will teach others to push past the darkness and follow their own light. I feel called to use my God-given writing and speaking talents to teach women in particular how to listen to and honor their needs so that they are not only able to take care of those that depend on them, but so they may gain the strength and power to become who they were put on this earth to be.

And so I’m choosing to end my Healthy Little Changes journey so that I may fully focus on this new mission ahead. It is not with sadness that I do so, but with immense joy and anticipation. Because I have learned that when you follow your inner guidance, there is nothing to fear and everything to gain.

Thank you, dear friends, for welcoming me into your lives and allowing me to be part of your own personal journeys. I have learned much from you and it is my sincere hope that you have learned much from me. And I do hope that when my new project launches, you will join me on that journey too.

Sending you love, peace, and joy in the new year.

Lindsay

Food addiction: Is it real?

It’s 10 a.m. and you’re itching for a Diet Coke. Maybe you’re holding off, trying to make it until noon to crack open your first can. Maybe you’re on your second or third, or maybe you’re heading down to the convenience store to re-fill your 32-oz. cup you bought on the way to work this morning.

Sound familiar? You’re not alone.

I’ve written before about my love affair with soda, and even shared tips on beating the habit. But for many people, it’s not as simple as that.

Food addiction is a complicated issue. Many people doubt its existence, saving the word “addiction” for things like cigarettes and hard drugs. But the fact is, food addiction is real, just as real as any other physical addiction, and its consequences can be dire.

Lately I’ve been realizing that I may have more food hangups than I thought. I’m not jonesing for soda like I used to be, but in the past few weeks I’ve caught myself looking for a reason to get fast food. Years ago, hitting up the drive-thru on my way to work used to be a daily occurrence. Thankfully I’ve come a long way from those days, but when I realized I’ve been having the urge just as strongly, even though I haven’t been acting on it, I recognized the fact that this is more than a run-of-the-mill craving. But there’s one more thing that makes this really look like the problem it is: In contrast, even though I love chocolate, I could take it or leave it. Same with soda, potato chips, ice cream, or any other indulgent treat. But with French fries, I can’t stop thinking about them. I plan my son’s preschool drive around which fast food chain I want to go to. I calculate whether I have enough cash on hand to grab some while I’m out on my next errand so my husband won’t know I’ve hit up fast food again. And on and on.

This, my friends, is a problem.

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