“Relax and be with your life AS IT IS! – STOP this incessant searching and crying for some fool to save you…You are saved! Shut Up! (fall silent) and BE Happy!…and if you can’t be happy, then complain about not being happy, and if you can’t complain, go have a cookie…just move along without analyzing everything you think, say or do…just move along from one moment to the next…
May 1 at 10:02am · ·



This fight that people have with food is heartbreaking to watch, because it so seems that we should be able to control it and yet………we just can’t. All you have to do is check out Oprah with all her money and all her trainers and al her everything and she still can’t control what she puts in her mouth.
Food is usually associated with life. You eat, you live. If you associate it with control then you get all the weird symptoms of food control, anorexia, bulimia etc.
Fortunately I’ve always considered myself a dyslexic anorexic. In other words, I’m big & ZAFTIG and I look in the mirror and I see a perfectly shaped model. GUESS I’M ONE OF THE LUCKY ONES & my dyslexia has come in handy.




‘I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! If I am bringing anything into this situation that would cause me to feel ill/fat as I am eating you, it’s not you! It’s not even me! It’s something that triggers that I am willing to be responsible for!’ I LOVE YOU – then enjoy the meal because it’s now cleaned.”


I don’t believe in positive thinking, or begging to make my life or anyone else’s better. Sometimes a natural prayer arises and I’m thankful for everything including the piece of chocolate cake that’s sitting in front of me or that great plate of vegetables.
A Simple THANK YOU is always enough. If YOU want to do more, great, what could it hurt. But all this talk/and begging and pleading and loving nonsense to make it all OK – IS ONE OF THE BIGGEST ILLUSION. BECAUSE no matter how many times you say “I LOvE YOU”, the fact that you’ll still get that sugar/diabetic attack after you eat that donut, or a rash after those strawberries – will assure you that you are full of “positive I love you” Shi@!@@@@!




I have a friend who was trying to ‘fix’ my thoughts the other day by doing some mirror work, and while she was trying to get me to dig around in my sludge, I kept looking in this mirror and getting distracted by how pretty I am.
It’s an illusion, I’m sure of it.
It’s great. I feel free. Hand me a coke.