My Diet Soup

1 stock
1 Cup of soup mix
seasoning and love

Soup Diet

My Soup Diet

1 Bunch of celery

750g carrots

Other vegetables like green beans or peas

Anything but not potatoes or turnips no starches

2 Pieces of chicken or 250g of red meat

What to do:

Cut veggies how you want and cover everything with water.

Cook until the soup is ready.

I cook in the pressure for 90 mins.

Daily:

What I do daily is eat the soup when needed.

I drink coffee in the morning. My vitamins and meds.

Drink lot water.

Drink one glass of Enegade when I need in day normally when I get home from work.

Once a month spoil myself once a month

Poem

2 June 2013

This quoted from a book I read “The Theft of the Spirit – A Journey to Spiritual Healing” by Carl A. Hammerschag,

“When I first met you I was struggling with my cerebral palsy. I needed to be “supercrip,” but my journey then was strew with fear, anger and sorrow. Over the past several years it finally dawned on me that I really could dance to my own music – that’s what led to the recovery of my spirit

In the old days, I cried for my losses in a voice that was so shaky it would never be lifted up in a church choir to sing glory to God...

I cried for loss of hands that so often I could not control. Hands that would never draw paint or create. Hands that gave me shame and that I desperately tried to conceal.

I cried for my legs that lacked grace. I walk like a goose or like falling-down drunk. I cried for ballets I would never dance and mountains I would never climb.

Because they feel my caring and I think now that God hears my labored song and welcome it.

My hands? They still can’t draw but they do create. They create loving connection when I reach to touch someone in need.

As for my legs, sure they stumble and I fall, but grace I now treasure in a different way – I’m dancing through my life aware of my excitement in the journey and the adventure in every step.

I have still not totally accepted. I still hurt and cry, but awareness of my limits doesn’t consume me anymore because I finally see that the real hurt is not what others inflict but what I do to myself. For not accepting the me that is, which is beautiful and still growing.”

As Dragon Willow I hope I get there