Something on your plate

Recently I’ve been getting up at 3am 4 am and 5 am. Today my body woke itself up at 3:04, I’m writing this at 4:54am. I did some scrolling when I could have used that time to meditate. I realize that I am entering into a new era of my life.

I appreciate this time where the world is still and I can hear the messages that I am meant to receive without external interference, from ambulance sirens, family, TV, and Emf waves.

Yesterday I had been having a slight migraine, a dullness that I felt was keeping me from being in my body, keeping me from being fully present and feeling good and in flow. Nevertheless I persisted through my day as I subconsciously took note and tried to work out why I was feeling headachy. I decided to open up my laptop and start on this blog when I realized the reason why.

Two days ago my family and I went out to eat at a Greek Tavern restaurant. I remember how I felt when I got to the restaurant, I remember what I noticed, what I smelled, all of the above. The first impression I got from this restaurant was the way it smelled, it smelled like food but it didn’t smell like good food. You know where there’s that scene in commercials or movies where someone orders take out and tries to pose it as if they cooked the meal themselves. I would always wonder to myself, wouldn’t their dinner guest be able to tell from the aroma of the house that the food could not have been cooked or prepared in the home. Anyway, this was not the case with this restaurant, they very obviously had a kitchen and were cooking food- my issue with that is it did not smell good, did not make me salivate. Frankly it turned me off outright as soon as I stepped into the establishment. This is within the first 5 seconds.

The next thing I remember is my family and I arriving, and us not being greeted by the host closest to the door, no one greeted us, I think we were pretty much ignored for the first 2 minutes that we were there. People walked around us, didn’t make eye contact. Okay, whatever. I’m observing the demographic of the people who already exist in the restaurant, mainly white and older white people, this is without regard to ethnic background. My family is black and we are visibly black, next question.

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On top of all these things that I take notice of within the first 2 to 4 minutes of us being there. We eventually are seated. My appetite is pretty much gone at this point. I couldn’t find anything that I truly felt like eating on the menu, and at this point in my body I feel like I don’t want to eat anything in this establishment period. But I knew I hadn’t eaten anything really at all that day, so I made myself get something that I felt would be impossible to mess up, fish and chips. I get the fish and chips and it looks good, but it doesn’t necessarily smell good, when I take a bite it don’t taste that good. If we really want to talk about a plate being low vibrational, I would like to submit the plate of fish and chips I received that night as a candidate.

I managed to ingest one fillet and just filled up on potato wedges. I take the other fillet to go. The next morning my mom reminds me that I have this leftover fish and we share it for breakfast. For the rest of the day my mom and I both wonder where this headache came from. I put two and two together that it was the fish because it was the one thing we both started our day with. Something in the fish, maybe it wasn’t fresh, whatever it was did not agree with us. What I ate from someone’s restaurant was the cause of my headache. And throughout the day I suppose the headache subsided a bit, but there still was something there. I don’t think I truly felt better, lighter, until after I had my daily excretion this morning at 4 am.

Recounting this, and even after spending time on the toilet this morning really made me value my body’s natural ability to expel toxins for my betterment. You know when you take that shit that changes your whole spirit. One minute you are walking into a bathroom in distress, minutes later you’re walking out with a smile.

I felt so good that I decided I would celebrate by writing, I decided I would reward myself by writing this experience down and sharing a word of self awareness, body awareness, situational awareness, wisdom and attention as we live, eat, shit, and breathe.

Watch what you put in your body. Watch how you feel when you do something, eat something, hear something, see something, or are near something. And use that information to your betterment.