Thursday, May 10, 2007
Breaking The Mold
In about a month I will turn 31. And before I leave behind this monumental 30th year of my life, I wanna break as many molds as possible. Rock my own boat. Shake things up. Challenge the stories I have told about myself to myself for a long time.
Two really cool molds that I have already broken are as follows: I have been cooking! Nothing spectacular, but I have been doing more than pouring myself a bowl of cereal or poppin' open a bag of chips. I have been turning on stoves all of my own accord and making myself the wonderfully bland concoctions of brown rice and veggies that I am allowed to eat on my cleanse (which is going quite well...I mean, I could eat human flesh I am so hungry, but other than that, a true success). Before the cleanse, I made Leon a great Pad Thai which took two pots and a frying pan all going at the same time! And I feel more motivated then ever before to try new and different things in the kitchen. Small steps, but that is a HUGE mold to break.
Another thing that I did at the urging of my darling Leon, is eat fish. I have said that I hate seafood for sooooo long that I couldn't really remember what it was about seafood that I disliked. So, Leon put a piece of wild BC salmon in my mouth and told me to chew (he is quite bossy with me, which is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me...lol). I chewed and you know what? It wasn't that bad!! Then on Monday night at the Campbell's I ate an entire piece of Halibut and didn't mind it. I didn't LOVE it, but it wasn't at all replusive either. Fascinating!
Two other things I might try in the next four weeks as part of this mold breaking plan --- go for a run (in celebration of my time with Jax) and try smoking pot. Just once. Once for each. Except running --- if I like that, for some reason, I will continue on. As for the pot, It is more about facing a deep fear that I have about letting an outside source alter my control. But I don't think that it is something I am looking to do to add to the quality of my life. Just one try and perhaps during the camping trip that a bunch of us are planning on taking for my 31st birthday. I am a BC resident now, after all.
I extend the challenge to all my readers to break one of their own molds. Find a story you have told about yourself and let it go. "I don't sing in public" could become a trip this weekend to a kareoke bar. "I am attracted to bad boys" could become accepting a date with that really good guy that you have hung out with for years. "I'm a smoker" could become a sudden chucking of your cigarettes into the garbage. Maybe for those of you who are really brave the "I'm straight" or "I'm gay" could mean an evening of sexual experimentation with the gender that you are so certain doesn't turn you on at all?
Think of it as Life Bungee Jumping....
Just without the cord.
Two really cool molds that I have already broken are as follows: I have been cooking! Nothing spectacular, but I have been doing more than pouring myself a bowl of cereal or poppin' open a bag of chips. I have been turning on stoves all of my own accord and making myself the wonderfully bland concoctions of brown rice and veggies that I am allowed to eat on my cleanse (which is going quite well...I mean, I could eat human flesh I am so hungry, but other than that, a true success). Before the cleanse, I made Leon a great Pad Thai which took two pots and a frying pan all going at the same time! And I feel more motivated then ever before to try new and different things in the kitchen. Small steps, but that is a HUGE mold to break.
Another thing that I did at the urging of my darling Leon, is eat fish. I have said that I hate seafood for sooooo long that I couldn't really remember what it was about seafood that I disliked. So, Leon put a piece of wild BC salmon in my mouth and told me to chew (he is quite bossy with me, which is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me...lol). I chewed and you know what? It wasn't that bad!! Then on Monday night at the Campbell's I ate an entire piece of Halibut and didn't mind it. I didn't LOVE it, but it wasn't at all replusive either. Fascinating!
Two other things I might try in the next four weeks as part of this mold breaking plan --- go for a run (in celebration of my time with Jax) and try smoking pot. Just once. Once for each. Except running --- if I like that, for some reason, I will continue on. As for the pot, It is more about facing a deep fear that I have about letting an outside source alter my control. But I don't think that it is something I am looking to do to add to the quality of my life. Just one try and perhaps during the camping trip that a bunch of us are planning on taking for my 31st birthday. I am a BC resident now, after all.
I extend the challenge to all my readers to break one of their own molds. Find a story you have told about yourself and let it go. "I don't sing in public" could become a trip this weekend to a kareoke bar. "I am attracted to bad boys" could become accepting a date with that really good guy that you have hung out with for years. "I'm a smoker" could become a sudden chucking of your cigarettes into the garbage. Maybe for those of you who are really brave the "I'm straight" or "I'm gay" could mean an evening of sexual experimentation with the gender that you are so certain doesn't turn you on at all?
Think of it as Life Bungee Jumping....
Just without the cord.
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Posted by Krista J. Konkin at 5:10 PM
