Sweets=Spontaneity

In case you haven't picked up by now or are a first time reader, I freakin' love sweets. If you were to meet the rest of my family, this would not shock you. After all, we literally have a saying that goes, "Don't forget the peach pie," that started back to when my grandpa was little. So yeah, we LOVE sweets. For me specifically, it's a sense of reminisce, a cozy sweet

treat, something that sparks joy. All wonderful phenomenon's of course. But what happens when you eat sweets every time you are under strife to spark those feelings I mentioned? You get candida and insulin resistance. While it's a heavy price to pay, I am happy to pay it because it allowed me to realize some deep truths about myself.

I am an emotional eater. So when I indulged because I 'needed it' after the day/moment I had. I was sending a signal to my microbiome to always crave sweets. Which is what it means to have candida. This just goes to show that your body doesn't always send you the correct signals of what you need. This is important because I would always tell myself, "if your body is craving it, it's because it deserves/craves it." While going to town on an almond croissant. I was sugar loading my microbiome which caused it to keep wanting more.

Now of course, you don't always indulge when you are having a rough day. Having sweets can tie up a great day too! A great day, for me, is something that feels spontaneous or thoughtful (and often times both!) For instance, one of my favorite dates with Jacob was when we decided to go to the museum. We started at our favorite breakfast place in Salt Lake that had fabulous coffee and a steak and eggs dish. Then we headed to the museum. What we didn't know was that the museum was doing a special event where you could see parts of the museum that weren't normally public access! We saw a golden eagle up close, creatures preserved in resin, old fossils, wicker baskets of various kinds, a man getting a fossil out of stone. It was phenomenal! We ended the day staring out at the sunset view and felt so connected. There were no sweet treats anywhere in the equation; just a sweet love for the day. I bring this story up because of the adventurous spirit it has. And how I don't need sweets to fulfill that phenomenon for me. And yet, I got into a habit of making it so.

I strive off routine, I feel less scatterbrained and know what to prepare for. But, I can also get bored with this because I know life isn't suppose to be that way 100% of the time. So as a quick and easy way to keep things interesting, I would say, let's get dessert! This was how I lived spontaneously. By doing this, the only shock I got was those of my diagnosis'. And I wasn't allowing other amazing opportunities a chance. So here is how I've shifted now. I am adorned when Jacob makes gluten free things for me, and makes sure I am getting plenty of veggies in my meals. He is sweeter than my dessert. And with this food transition, and him supporting me through it, we feel ever so connected.

Now I am not saying I will never eat dessert again, for we got ice cream from a place we hardly go to the other night. Rather, to myself and to anyone it might resonate with, find the line of having dessert be something fun. But it not being crucial to have fun. You will be surprised at what wonderful moment's open up and how your life continues to change. It's awe-inspiring.

marvelously yours,

Emma