MOO! Often I feel such a cow. Regurgitating old stuff to chew on it a bit more, round and round again. To some extent, you /can/ get nutrition out of this, but you need to have the right symbiots in your stomach and a really long digestive tract. 😛
The trouble with being stuck at the chewing-over stuff stage (which I am apparently addicted to) is after a while you forget about having to swallow the damn stuff and get it through your system, and out the other side.
Maybe Freud and his theories was on to something? I do declare there is a link between body and mind beyond just the brain. (memory reference – talking to a massuse who found that manipulation of some muscles resulted in crying and unsticking of emotion). But it’s not just about digesting and shitting. I vividly remember one time that my mother laid into to me so intensely,and I just went upstairs and puked the whole thing down the toilet – it really felt like I was getting stuff out of my system, body mind and soul: everything together- “we are not accepting this poison”.
I think in analogies because it’s less hassle than words and makes more sense to me at least. And it’s good for sweeping generalisations which are always fun at the end of a bad day 🙂
theory of the moment:When it comes to dealing with food, or life, or processes of the mind, there are three options we can choose- spit it out (rejection), swallow it (good and bad, let the body digest and lets hope we don’t get food poisoning), or the endless regurgitate-rumination. We also have to think about where the food comes from, what food we want, and where the best place is to shit (ideally somewhere that it can become compost for the next lot of food). It’s amazing what our bodies CAN deal with, until we overburden them with ‘stress’, or try too hard to keep everything ‘clean’ which weakens the immune system. Still, people will always have particular allergies, preferences, and also (IMO) metabolisms suited to different types of food. Then there’s stuff to take into account like where in the world do you live, what is in season and so forth. (wow I could go on for ages with this…or possibly ruminate for ages??!)
I decided a while ago that I’m not an isolated little brain-ina-vat but it’s only recently I’m seeing how my body and life mixes up with lots of other processes, and actually if you can get the basic ones sorted the complex ones follow.
The best revelation I learnt from my time doing the organic farming in Japan thing is, that when your life simplifies down you actually get MORE pleasure from the basic stuff. I really did find this to be true, much to my surprise, and I’m finding it again now!
This weekend I enjoyed outdoors and sunshine, friends and peace. I’ve been boiling up lamb bones and organic veg to make my own stock (fed up with moaning about salty stock cubes) and generally really enjoying basic stuff. Later I’m going to get some flower pots and do some work with plants, and hopefully draw. My life has been getting better since I realised I had choice, in what I eat, in what I do with my free time, and started acting on it.