Making friends with food

I never grew up with much of a sense of excitement about food. It was a neutral issue, like breathing... something you just do. Even today, see a food show on tv... meh.

But I also have come to understand how intolerant my body has become for certain foods, and it took a friend who cooks to bring to my attention the idea that maybe I need to "make friends" with food, and my body and food will get along better.

I take a holistic view of most things in life, and now I'm adding food to my view of universal connection. I need to be on friendly terms with what I eat, emotionally, mentally and physically.

So now I'm getting in the practice of sort of re-engineering the old religious practice of saying grace before a meal... I'm taking a moment to follow the path this food took to get to me, noting all the different hands and processes and energy that it passed through on the journey. I feel that by taking time to recognize these things I can "shake hands" with them and create a kind of peace and understanding. I'm paying respect to the thing that's going to keep me alive.

I've just begun this so I'll post in a couple months how this feels but right now it resonates for me as a good path. Perhaps my food allergies will disappear... be nice to be able to eat a pizza every so often.