The past year Ive grown obsessed with what my family consumes.
And, unlike many who’re focused on the SUGARS this time of year—Im preoccupied with what our brains are consuming.
was sparked during the Super Bowl when the Tornado was “assigned” to watch the half-time show by her music teacher.
Now, I love me some Beyonce, but through the eyes of a 7 year old the ‘theatrical display’ assumed a whole new meaning.
- Questions arose (Mama, is that an appropriate outfit to wear? Why is she wiggling her (giggle) BUTT like that?).
- Imitations were done (days later. swift and immediate ‘oh heck NO. that is NOT appropriate for you to mimic.’ rained down).
- Realizations happened (slow to formulate/left to percolate until I was ready to share).
I was forced to acknowledge–despite my tattoo’ed exterior and laid-back demeanor–Im pretty uptight about our “brain-food.”
I knew I was more laid-back than many with regards to what I put in my vessel (hello Diet Coke!), but it was entirely by accident Id let myself backslide in what I cram in my cranium (hello boyfriend realtors!).
Id forgotten the SKINNY IS BEAUTIFUL incident.
Id allowed a teacher to dictate what the Tornado consumed within the confines of our home.
It was a wake-up call.
I stepped back, examined & revamped how we lived.
I focused on being aware of what my *MIND* consumed and reminded myself little eyes are always watching.
I worked to ingest uplifting messages and offer just these for her consumption, too.
I tremendously cut back on brain-junk (from movies to magazines) in an effort to live more positively.
I also worked to be mindful of what I contributed to the world.
I focused on being careful what messages I put out to others be it with my mood, writing, thoughts or general negativity.
I returned completely to conscious living.
I avoided negative people as when I let negativity surround me/permeate my thinking it finds a safe harbor in my head and in my home.
I consistently reminded myself of (a mangled version of) this quote:
J.R. and I disagree on the people version (thats a different post), but I do believe we are the average of the top five things we cram in our cranium.
It’s G.I.G.O. here for our bods and our brains.
In the same same way when I ate junk food I turn into a physical manifestation of a junk food physique.
Careful cranium consumption.
We are so much more than our vessels and it’s possible to have a lean, mean ripped vessel and *still* have a trashtastic mind.
I know. Ive been there.
- Are you as cautious what your *mind* consumes as you are with what you put in your *mouth*?