Cake for Breakfast

by Anne Mallat

I used to love eating cake for breakfast.

When I was younger, I would save a piece of my birthday cake and eat it the next morning. It was the best part of my birthday. Really!

When I was older, it became cake and coffee. I would skip breakfast and go straight to morning tea. It was my favourite meal of the day.

I came to realise I was using food.

I was using food to pick me up in the mornings, to fuel me through the day, to reward myself at night for a hard day’s work. I was using food because I was exhausted. I was also using food to dull my feelings, to comfort myself, to sweeten my sadness.

Once I came to realise this, I allowed myself to feel what each food was actually doing to me. It took me quite a while to go from each awareness to giving things up, to letting things go, but I have always been stubborn!

Gluten was the first to go. It made me feel heavy and tired, it bloated me, upset my stomach, made me sleepy after lunch. If I ate it, I needed more coffee, and then I needed more sugar. This was a fattening merry-go-round!

I really did not want to look at dairy. I loved dairy, especially cheese and cream. But it clogged my sinuses and ears and made mucus in my chest. It also comforted my sadness from childhood, and that was hard to face without it.

To give up dairy, I had to give up coffee. To give up coffee, I had to realise how exhausted I was. I had to look at how I lived my life, and how I ran my body. I had to learn to be more gentle with myself, to go to bed earlier, to live in a rhythm that suited me.

I still struggle with sugar. I love sweet things, and while I no longer eat pavlova, I still enjoy the fruit! Sugar picks me up, but it makes me feel racy, and runs my body in a rhythm that has me craving more. A treat is a treat, in whatever form, and now if I crave something, I see it as an opportunity to find out why. Am I tired, am I feeling sad, am I looking for a reward?  Every experience, including eating, is an opportunity to learn more about ourselves, to go deeper, to be more responsible for ourselves, for what we put into our bodies, how we live our lives.

What I have learned is that food and drink matter. Everything matters. What we use to fuel ourselves affects the way our body runs. We can nourish our bodies, giving them food and drink that suit them and sustain them, or we can run them recklessly, fuelling them with whatever is easy and tasty to get through the day, and see what happens.

I am continually amazed, at how amazing my body feels, and how great I feel, when I eat and sleep in a way that cares for me.

131 thoughts on “Cake for Breakfast

  1. I used to have a chocolate addiction, so badly that I would drive in my pajamas to the closest fueling station in the evenings to get a bar of chocolate so that I could go to bed and sleep after having my chocolate fix. Then one day after a series of Esoteric Healing sessions I felt so clear and amazing in myself, I did not feel like chocolate, but since my whole family was sitting around having swiss chocolates at Easter, I wanted to belong so I joined them and had 2 small pieces. I could instantly feel the effect in my body and it felt like I had put my fingers in an electric socket in the wall. The buzz was so loud so noisy in my body I was sure everyone else could hear it too! This lasted for 48 hours then gradually went away. I had finally allowed myself to feel what chocolate does to the body. After that experience I never ever felt like having chocolate again. An addiction does not end when one stops the substance, it ends when one no longer feels like having it.

  2. If we start the day with some sugar we already impact the nervous system and ask it to go into a buzz and not feel. It is a sure-fire way to not feel what is coming in the day and hence to not really be ready and steady to handle what comes our way. It is not uncommon for many of us to do this, and yet if we look at what it does and how it affects us this does not make sense!

  3. Such a simple and awesome sharing Anne – there is a simple yet powerful truth in the fact that what we eat affects how we feel.

  4. Every experience is communicating something to us about how we are living and why. Connecting to my body has opened up a vast realm of understanding life that I cannot access by mentally micro-analysing everything.

  5. It’s amazing how our life can change just by observing how food affects us. The more honest we are,the less we can hide the harm some food or drinks have in our body. And from that honesty, it’s easier to make the choice to give up what is not supportive for us.

  6. Food is such a treat until we reconnect back to our essence, then we feel how amazing it is to live connected to ourselves…. no food is greater than that, and eating becomes a way to support the connection to the precious love we are.

  7. I love your honesty Anne and willingness to explore why you were eating certain foods. The end result by listening to, and honouring your body, is well worth the new choices, ‘I am continually amazed, at how amazing my body feels, and how great I feel, when I eat and sleep in a way that cares for me.’

  8. “Every experience, including eating, is an opportunity to learn more about ourselves, to go deeper, to be more responsible for ourselves, for what we put into our bodies, how we live our lives.” This is a loving way to be with ourselves, to offer ourselves understanding to learn from our choices, which I find helps me to develop compassion and understanding for others also.

  9. This is a great blog to read as most of us do not consider what we eat we just eat anything that is handy and near by. I can remember going to a party that I didn’t want to be at, among people I didn’t know and I sat by myself and ate all the blue cheese that was on the table, by the time people came to eat the food prepared there was no blue cheese left! And guess what everyone wanted the blue cheese!
    I definitely used the cheese as a comfort food to quell the loneliness I was feeling.

    1. Ha Ha Mary, this is hilarious on the one hand, and yet so exposing and raw on the other hand knowing that there was such a feeling of being vulnerable not belonging that drove you to make a choice that was not supportive or loving for your body.

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