On the juice side of things:
I am feeling really good. Last night, I felt myself begin to get angry and agitated. I have this layer of anger within me that I have run into in the past when I begin to lose weight. So I have been wondering when Mr. Anger will come knocking on the door. It starts with angry thoughts that come out of nowhere - these angry thoughts that really have no basis in anything going on around me.
What these thoughts want me to do is to nurse them. They want me to feed them a baby bottle so the baby can grow really fast into a huge, snarling, drooling, angry gargoyle that wants to lash out at everyone around me.
This time, however, I didn't nurse them. I just noticed them. Noticed myself. Witnessed myself.
We watched Alfred Hitchcock presents last night, then went to bed. Toward the morning, I woke up having deeply emotional, cleansing dreams. That was really good for me.
This morning, I woke up, did some weight lifting, pushups, and squats, drank more juice, and I am feeling good. I just drank my second juice, and I am going strong.
Last night, thoughts of food crept in. I always experience a weakening of my resolve at night, and a strengthening of resolve during the day. Daytimes are much better for me.
On the spiritual side:
I am progressing steadily. Still asking the questions, and still listening to the recording. I feel like I am waking up from a dream. It feels like my real self is beginning to stretch, yawn, and open his eyes. The clarity is really wonderful.
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