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Nine days in, feeling pretty good. Having fruit yesterday was so nice.

I’ve got the day off from work today while Dean does snow removal, it’s work at home day for me! I’ve got lots of files to upload for the kids’ school. I need to catch up on housework, oy. And it looks like it’s going to be a beautiful day. Clear blue skies right now.

I made the salad for lunch that I’ve been talking about, y’all, it was amazing! The picture doesn’t do it justice!

Grapefruit, Avocado & Fennel Salad

Here’s the recipe I actually used. I substituted a pomelo for the grapefruit. It takes a bit for the prep, peeling the pomelo segments. The girls also enjoyed it. I will definitely make this again. I feel like I have a better appreciation for the flavors in this salad after being off sugar for a week.

Dinner tonight will be instapot chili from scratch.

Days waiting to eat fruit. Not family size related.

I woke up super early today, not intentionally of course. But it allowed me plenty of time for study and planning our meals today. And I’m so excited to have some fruit!

I may have eaten 3 tangerines, a grapefruit and an apple over the course of the day. They tasted sooo good.

But the day didn’t go as planned so I skipped making my salad for dinner. I took a nap instead. So salad will be for lunch tomorrow!

No, wait, I got that wrong. It makes one strong! Strong enough to bypass the sweets.

I made it a week, way to go me! But why all this self denial anyway?

Too much added sugar in your diet is no bueno. I kept telling myself I wasn’t really eating that much sugar… But, when you compound that with a lot of simple carbohydrates (gluten free foods are loaded with them) and *gasp* alcohol, well you (I) might just be overloading your (my) liver.

“Your liver metabolizes sugar the same way as alcohol, and converts dietary carbohydrates to fat,” says Dr. Hu. 

Harvard Health Publishing

I’ve been feeling the effects of chronic inflammation for a while now. I gave up the daily coffee habit back in late September thinking that might help. (Notice it was easier to give up the Joe than convince me onesies to give up the sugar!) And as it turns out, I really haven’t missed the stuff. Although sometimes that cuppa tea isn’t quite as satisfying… And I haven’t noticed any benefits from not drinking coffee other than no more withdrawal headaches.

So by process of elimination, sugar is next on the list of priorities after coffee… Then dairy (cheese) but I don’t want to talk about that.

Today is my last day of avoiding fruits too. I’m looking forward to enjoying some apples, oranges & grapefruit this next week. Fruits are essential, which is why I didn’t want to go too long without them in my diet. I just wanted to go long enough to reprogram my taste buds!

So far, and I know a week isn’t that long… I haven’t noticed anything that’s a major breakthrough. But I’m persevering and hopefully by the end of thirty days I can notice something beneficial.

Tonight I took a shot at creating a virgin version of my favorite dirty martini. I poured olive brine into lemon lime seltzer and it wasn’t bad!

I made it through Sabbath and oneg without too much trouble. Thankfully there weren’t too many temptations!

I’m looking forward to eating fruit again, of course I have to wait a little longer. I found this recipe for citrus & avocado salad that looks scrumptious. It’s on the menu for Monday! I’ll just omit the sugar in the dressing. It will be sweet enough with the oranges & grapefruit.

Did you know that Little Phoebe means the cardinal number 5? I was today days old when I learned that. 🤓

I’m five days in y’all and I really just want a cookie and a glass of wine.

I’ll have butter chicken & iced tea for dinner instead.

I haven’t noticed any real changes, other than the aforementioned desire.

Besides being one of my Favorite Bands, I’m starting to feel the sugar cravings. Sweet breakfast items .. yogurt… Pudding… All things that I looked twice at this morning.

But I resisted temptation.

I made it through the afternoon. Then I got really tired. Oy. Had to take a nap

Besides having insomnia last night

I was tired but for some reason sleep would not come easy. Oy. (I actually started this post at 1:50 am.) So automatically I know today is going to be harder since I’ll be sleep deprived.

But I made it.

Stopping for that post work soda and snack on the way home, I was good, I opted for water and beef jerky.

I’ll be ready for bedtime.

Spending time with Niki during her visit in September we talked of many things but one very important concept was living a life of gratitude. Not just simply being thankful, which in and of itself is a good thing, but acknowledging others, being kind and realizing how much we have to be thankful for. Meditating on it.

As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness — just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breath it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm.

Laura Ingalls Wilder

When we live a life of gratitude it changes things. It changes how you think and act, even how your brain is wired, how you view the world, and how others view you (that’s not the goal but a side effect of sorts).

An important aspect of gratitude is expressing it. Telling others that you appreciate them and why, otherwise they may never know. Don’t let your moment of gratitude expression be at their memorial service. Tell them now.

Won’t you join me in practicing gratitude and post something every day for the next 30 Days? Begin the habit, if you’re not already, of expressing thankfulness in your own life.

#gratitudeattitude #thankful #grateful #givethanks

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I did.

#election2020

#vote

#quietrevolution

Source: Facebook

Source: Facebook* see footnote

I saw this meme on Facebook recently. I see this type of comment and/or meme often as I have a diverse group of friends. This image disturbed me greatly and I felt the need to respond to it. As a white person, speaking to mostly white people, intending to open a constructive dialog I will try to relate this in the best way I can, without intending to belittle or make of light of the struggles that people of color face.

This meme suggests that white people who face poverty and other hardships means that there is no privilege involved, that “white privilege is a myth” and racist. White Privilege does not deny that white people have experienced struggles both in the past and currently. White privilege does not mean that every white person is born with a silver spoon in their mouths. It doesn’t mean that white people are somehow spared from adversity or hatred…

White privilege is a system. It is the way our country functions. It is simply the status quo…

White privilege exists, it is not about hate per say (but it can be). Let me try to relate: Have you ever gone to the store to buy a pair of pantyhose and can’t find any in your skin tone? What about a Band-Aid that you need to cover a wound and you would like it to blend in and not be so noticeable? What about make-up? Up until a few years ago (and still in some places) anyone who didn’t have some shade of “ivory” or beige skin simply could not find a darker shade to suit their skin tone without going to a high-end supplier. Same is true with hair care products, etc.

I do understand why folks recoil at the term “white privilege” because I did at first. I thought I was being labeled a racist or saying that I promoted hatred against people of color. Thankfully I have some very dear friends who were patient & understanding, who took the time to hear my concerns and then explain what white privilege is. And also what it is not. Which inspired in part my own attempts at quelling this notion that white privilege equates to hate.

….these examples (make-up, bandages, and pantyhose) are basic to privilege. Something that we take for granted because we don’t have to search for things in our skin tone, everything is geared to “our” skin tone.

There is “right-handed” privilege if you will, because almost everything in our culture is geared for right-handed people, what about lefties? They have to change their natural function to simply open a door.

There is “Christian” privilege in this country, try to find a Bible that is not geared to Christian doctrine… or supplies for keeping a Hebrew festival… they just don’t exist here unless you live in a highly Jewish population.

Some of this is just supply/demand at work. But it also overlaps into privilege. You and I simply don’t see it because everything fits us. Step outside of your own experiences and try to see simple shopping from a different point of view. Everything (most everything) is geared towards people of light skin tones: advertisements, shelf space, and product placement.

This is what privilege is in part. It is also the fact that if two people of the same qualifications apply for a job, one is dark, one is light, facts and data show that the light-skinned person is going to get the job time and time again over the dark-skinned person. Is this because the interviewer hates dark people? Not necessarily, it has to do more with comfort and what we are used to. The familiar.

Same can be said about men and women. Men are far more likely to get and keep a job (especially in certain sectors) than women, and get potentially better pay. Data and statistics show this, you simply cannot deny that it exists. Does it mean that men hate women? Not necessarily. It has a lot to do with the familiar. Is it fair? Not at all. But it is reality.

That is privilege.

Not seeing this problem because you cannot identify with it, is privilege.

Source: Facebook

Source: Facebook

As a person with dreadlocks I have experienced being treated differently by others because of their perceptions of us (people with dreadlocks). I’ve heard them all I think… dirty hippies… pot smokers… lazy… unprofessional… the list of adjectives goes on and on. I feel that I have been passed over for jobs due to my hair style. My hair is neat, clean, and looks very nice when I go to an interview… but there are still perceptions shared by many in our culture about what people with dreadlocks do, and who they are. People simply do not understand. Is this hate? Just ignorance? Is it a bias? Is it discrimination?

Ah, but my hairstyle is MY choice you say.

That is correct.

I can choose.

I can’t however change my skin tone, or the fact that I am a woman. Nor can I change what other people perceive about me unless I take the time to build a relationship with them and educate them about who I am. And then there is that part about them being willing to learn. I have no control over that.

What we understand about different cultures and/or the so-called “races” makes a huge difference about how we perceive and react to others who are different from ourselves. Ignorance, misconceptions and stereotypes about other cultures promotes fear and indifference, and in some, hate. But most people do not hate others who are different, they simply prefer their own familiar faces. This is common to all people groups around the world. “Familiar” is what we are comfortable with. We aren’t familiar with dreadlocks and counter-cultural-ism (well most of us). We aren’t familiar with different cultures or variations in skin tones if we don’t make it a priority to learn. When we don’t learn from others we take the negative stereotypes in, by default. It is human nature. We think negatively about black men in hoodies. We think negatively about dread-locked people of all skin tones. We think negatively of those who speak a different language, especially Spanish. We think negatively about homeless people. We think negatively about people on welfare… We all do at some point. I have done it. I still do it. I have a lot to unlearn. But I am trying.

Part of this battle is all in our heads. It’s not simply about thinking and acting. Part of the issue at hand is an ingrained reaction to differences. These are things that we learn over the years (subtleties) and are conditioned to react to. Part of that is simply the familiar, or those that are most like ourselves. There is a natural tendency to gravitate to the familiar. We can change the way our brain perceives others by learning about different cultures, by making diverse friends, by reaching out and hearing what others have to say about their experiences.

I don’t believe in “races”.  Because fundamentally I believe in a single Creation and Creator. I believe in the human race. One race with variations. Different shades and colors of beautiful humans. One G-d. One mankind. One people with various cultures and giftings. Different people who have so much to share with one another. We should acknowledge our differences and be proud of them. We shouldn’t hide ourselves or shun others because we are different. We shouldn’t be afraid of acknowledging when we have a problem. We do have a problem in our society, well, we have more than one to be sure, but privilege is a serious issue that we can do something about. We will either embrace this fact and work towards a solution that really works, or we will continue to ignore it.

To really effect change we must listen to our brothers and sisters of color who are saying that they get treated differently. Who are we to say that they do not? How can a man say that I do not get treated differently because I am a woman? He has no idea. He is not a woman. But he does have a choice. He can empathize with me, hear my testimony, and understand that I am frustrated, he can be my ally & he can support me in my efforts to bring change.

Or he can say that I’m crazy and that I am a man hater and that there really isn’t a problem.

The question that I present to you is: do you take the time to hear what others are saying about their experiences are you just hearing your own voice?

If we listen to people of color we will hear the frustrations that they feel on a daily (minute by minute basis) about their lives and how they are treated. We will hear from mothers who fear for the lives of their sons every time they walk out the door. We will hear from women in labor who are afraid of giving birth because they know what their child is going to face as a darker-skinned person. We will hear that finding a job is very difficult, even more-so than it is for you and me. You will hear a lot of things that you and I never even gave thought to.  If we try to walk in their shoes as much as possible we can relate on some level (for me, I can relate as a woman and as a dread-locked person). Empathy can go a long way in bringing resolution. If we empathize with the struggles of our fellow human beings it will change the way we think and act towards them.

Or we can keep calling them haters. Telling them that they don’t know what they are talking about. We can keep saying that we aren’t racists, there isn’t a problem here, move along.

 

Other thoughts by others:
Explaining White Privilege to A Broke White Person
W
hite People Need to Acknowledge Benefits Of Unearned Privilege
More Thoughts on Why the System of White Privilege is Wrong
P
urple Doesn’t Exist
On the Benefits of Overreaction 

 

*Please note: I used the meme from Smash Cultural Marxism because it was the exact one shared on Facebook, I do not advise visiting their website. I found them very offensive and racist on many levels, even denying the Holocaust. I do not approve, promote or otherwise support them. SMH