The Powerful Snare of Compromise
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An “I blew it” moment is not the end of the world. It's a miniscule blimp on the radar screen of a long journey called health; humbly reminding us that we are living, breathing, human-beings.
It all starts with getting little nicks and dents in the neat picket fence around us called "boundaries." The purpose of a boundary is to keep us safe. The nutritional wisdom and guidelines in Dr. Fuhrman’s books, newsletters, teleconferences, etc., if followed, keep us safe.
Even though the boundary fence may seem restrictive at times, especially in the beginning of the journey when still heavily addicted to toxic foods, and continually surrounded by the deceptive lures of this culture, we know there’s safety, freedom, optimal health, and many pleasurable perks within the picket fence. (Like the opportunity to give away plus size clothing or go jogging with the kids.)
We don't just wake up one day and "blow it" big time with careless eating.
An "I blew it" moment starts with a seemingly insignificant, almost unnoticeable compromise.
We may close our eyes and overlook tiny compromises for a few days, or perhaps they have been allowed to simmer for a few weeks; however long, we have planted the seeds of compromise, and they have been sprouting growth nonetheless.
"Oh," we say, "What's the harm in a little compromise? Don't be so scrupulous."
That, my friend, is the deception.
If we sow a seemingly insignificant compromise, over time, it will grow into a bigger, seemingly insignificant compromise. Over time again, it will grow bigger and bigger, until one day, the taste buds are aroused into full swing, the stomach is stretched to capacity, and we wake up totally engulfed in the psychological and physiological power of toxic food addiction.
Slip ups are those impulsive moments, well, we just slip up. If we recognize, acknowledge, and quickly continue on we’ll be totally fine even with those little imperfections here and there along the way.
Compromises, on the other hand, are those intentional choices to step outside the boundary fence; denying the danger of the power of psychological and physiological addiction.
Seeds of compromise sown into the soil of our lives will eventually produce a harvest of addiction. Guaranteed.
Think on it.
My desire is to help others get free of food addictions, and reclaim their health. The focus of my writings will be sharing success tips that I’ve learned along the way of getting my own health back.
