I wasn't always this healthy.
I didn’t grow up with hippie parents who served me granola and homemade yogurt, or grew our food in the farm out back. It was Toaster Strudels and Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and TV dinners in my house, though my dad has always had a pretty epic garden. After going about ‘healthy’ in all the wrong ways, trying fad diet after fad diet as many of us do, I took it to the extreme- I battled an eating disorder in my late teens and early twenties, until a trip to Italy opened my eyes to what eating from the land meant, what REAL food was and how vibrant life could be when eating food for nourishment and pleasure.
Of course no path is a straight one; after studying Nutrition in college my journey took me to culinary school; and through a debilitating digestive disorder that cost me months of my life and almost cost me my career; I gained a new perspective on holistic health- health not just in the food we ate but how we ate it; nutrition of body, mind and soul. I worked as a natural foods chef for several years before becoming pregnant with my first daughter, five years ago.
After a difficult pregnancy and a traumatic birth experience, I came out of the experience feeling both defeated and empowered- that there was more to nutrition than simply choosing foods from the health food store. I began moving more and incorporating fitness into my wellness journey. Against my better judgment I decided to sign up to compete in a fitness competition. After 12 grueling weeks of prep, I placed- only to experience my second health crash only weeks following. This one was no joke. I went from squatting double my body weight one day to barely able to lift an eight pound weight. I could barely get out of bed and caring for my two year old was a chore. It was humbling, and terrifying- and I realize now God gave me that experience as a wake up call- that I was once again putting my body through extremes, abusing the GIFT of the body I had given.
I vowed to no longer let extremes take over my life.
My diagnosis of severe adrenal dysfunction and a hormonal imbalance I had never had a name put to until then- PCOS- began my journey to true, wholistic healing.
I started digging into traditional wisdom behind the foods we ate. I let go of control over my body in favor of nourishment. I started truly looking at food as both fuel and pleasure. Food is not the enemy. Our bodies are not an opponent to be fought against, but an ally in our vibrant lives to lean into and nurture.
Food, REAL food has the power to nourish us, to heal us, to energize us, or but to destroy us, if we let it. How many of us are caught in the trap of the diet mentality? Fearing food and fearing that without control over every morsel, our bodies will somehow fail us?
Sister, I was THERE. For YEARS. Food is not to be feared. Our bodies are not to be controlled.
Nourishing myself, truly, wholly- allowed me to heal in ways I never thought possible. To tune into a body that has allowed me to birth two babies, hike mountains, run a marathon, speak to groups of women to share my story of healing from the depths of disorder and despair into the light of my beautiful balance.
I made it. To a place of true nourishment, intuition and pleasure. And no matter what your story, your journey- I want you there with me. I want to help you find your beautiful balance.