You know that feeling you get when you pull into the driveway after you've worked hard all day, and it's suddenly easier to breathe because you are in your peaceful place? Well, I don't have a driveway to pull into anymore. BUT I do have this amazing courtyard in my building that somehow has the ability to make me forget all of my troubles as soon as I see it. Our apartment complex is essentially 3 different units in a "U" shape, with the courtyard in the middle. Our garden of tranquility is adjacent to what used to be a pretty popular Chinese restaurant called Chiam (now vacant). The building has entrances at both 47th and 48th street, and both lead you into this area filled with trees, plants, and seating areas. In the center is a water fountain (Christmas tree during December). It is literally like a whole other world, because as soon as the doorman buzzes you into the door, you can no longer hear street noise...just water bubbling. You look up and can actually see the sky (and of course a few skyscrapers). Today everything looked so green and vibrant, and I was reminded of how glad I am that spring is finally here.
As I was walking down 47th on Friday night, about to turn into my building, I passed Tea Leoni. She was walking with a friend, and I'm assuming was coming from dinner at the Japanese restaurant next door. For those of you who may not know who that is, she is married to David Duchovny and has starred in multiple movies, including my favorite, The Family Man. I definitely recognized her right off the bat, but stood stiff as a board in the street as she walked towards me just to make sure. This random man standing outside a bar saw me with my mouth hanging open, and said "That's right, it's her." I know she's not A list by any means, but I never fail to be shocked whenever this happens to me here. Of course, I didn't have my camera, and didn't have time to fumble around for it anyway. But nevertheless, it was the highlight of my day.
I spent some time at my penthouse piano today, making my first attempt at songwriting. I already have lyrics, and now just need to decide on my chord structure. I love spending Sunday afternoons up there. No one is ever around, and I have this entire floor all to myself. I don't know how I got so lucky to have such a hook up, but I am grateful for it. A friend at church asked me today to join a book club with her, which I was glad to do. I also start improv classes this Tuesday, and am looking into cooking classes as well. Summer is definitely going to be much better than winter here, that's for sure. I already have tickets to see Johnny Lang in June, Journey in August and have a laundry list of free shows in the park on my to-do list. Long Beach is a great place to go on weekends, because it's only an hour away and commutable by train. Fleet week is at the end of this month, which is a time when naval sailors are docked here for a week and are swarming all over the city. Pretty much heaven, if you ask me.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
NEW New York
As much as I wish I could be with family this Easter, this weekend has been filled with exciting NEW New York adventures with NEW friends. I have a friend at work who is about to get married, and this weekend was her bachelorette celebration. She chose the North Fork of Long Island as the destination (very close to the Hamptons), and reserved the penthouse of a hotel right on the water. A NEW place for me to visit in New York!
There are several ways you can get to this area, but I chose to ride the Hampton Jitney. The Jitney is a bus service that has a pick up point three blocks from where I live, and is about the same price as a train ticket. They also have wifi, serve you drinks and snacks, and get you to your destination in the same amount of time. The only complaint I had was that you couldn't talk on your cell phone. I literally had the bus attendant telling me to turn it off while I was getting instructions on where to go from the bride-to-be. Overall, it was a very cool NEW New York experience.
I arrived when the ladies were finishing up dinner at this adorable little restaurant in an old Victorian home. We just spent the evening playing games at the hotel, and laughing A LOT. The next day we toured three different vineyards along the North Fork. Long Island is known for their vineyards, and there are over forty different ones to choose from. We went to Duck Walk, Sparkling Point and Sherwood and they all had very different atmospheres. Another one of my NEW favorite places in New York-the North Fork!
In other news, I recently went to a play called That Championship Season starring Kiefer Sutherland, Chris Noth, Brian Cox, Jason Patric (my favorite) and Jim Gaffigan. The play wouldn't have been nearly as good without such a cast, but they made it worth every penny. Also, I had another audition with an agent whose office overlooks the southern end of Times Square. She is submitting me for some print and commercial work, which is where you can really make good money. When she asked me what types of roles I thought that she thought I was perfect for, I answered the "all American girl" type. Apparently I was wrong, because she said "No, No, No...you are the Corporate Woman." I guess this is what I get for wearing my work suit and bringing a briefcase.
I finally have access to my car up here (thanks to Gina and her wonderful grandmother, for letting me park it at her Connecticut home). Driving there from Nashville with mom was quite the experience. Most of the ride was a breeze, until we got to New Jersey. I had no idea that I-95 would take us through the city into Connecticut, as we were using a GPS and not a map. I guess I should've looked ahead, because before I knew it, I was driving through the Bronx with Debbie Decker. One can only imagine what that was like. Next weekend, a friend of mine from Atlanta and I plan to road trip and I am SO excited about it. We are thinking about Hershey, PA or Philadelphia. I'll keep you posted.
There are several ways you can get to this area, but I chose to ride the Hampton Jitney. The Jitney is a bus service that has a pick up point three blocks from where I live, and is about the same price as a train ticket. They also have wifi, serve you drinks and snacks, and get you to your destination in the same amount of time. The only complaint I had was that you couldn't talk on your cell phone. I literally had the bus attendant telling me to turn it off while I was getting instructions on where to go from the bride-to-be. Overall, it was a very cool NEW New York experience.
I arrived when the ladies were finishing up dinner at this adorable little restaurant in an old Victorian home. We just spent the evening playing games at the hotel, and laughing A LOT. The next day we toured three different vineyards along the North Fork. Long Island is known for their vineyards, and there are over forty different ones to choose from. We went to Duck Walk, Sparkling Point and Sherwood and they all had very different atmospheres. Another one of my NEW favorite places in New York-the North Fork!
In other news, I recently went to a play called That Championship Season starring Kiefer Sutherland, Chris Noth, Brian Cox, Jason Patric (my favorite) and Jim Gaffigan. The play wouldn't have been nearly as good without such a cast, but they made it worth every penny. Also, I had another audition with an agent whose office overlooks the southern end of Times Square. She is submitting me for some print and commercial work, which is where you can really make good money. When she asked me what types of roles I thought that she thought I was perfect for, I answered the "all American girl" type. Apparently I was wrong, because she said "No, No, No...you are the Corporate Woman." I guess this is what I get for wearing my work suit and bringing a briefcase.
I finally have access to my car up here (thanks to Gina and her wonderful grandmother, for letting me park it at her Connecticut home). Driving there from Nashville with mom was quite the experience. Most of the ride was a breeze, until we got to New Jersey. I had no idea that I-95 would take us through the city into Connecticut, as we were using a GPS and not a map. I guess I should've looked ahead, because before I knew it, I was driving through the Bronx with Debbie Decker. One can only imagine what that was like. Next weekend, a friend of mine from Atlanta and I plan to road trip and I am SO excited about it. We are thinking about Hershey, PA or Philadelphia. I'll keep you posted.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Props to the Parents of NY
I have the greatest respect for those who choose to parent in this city, because there is no way it is an easy thing to do. Not only must it be exhausting to lift strollers up and down stairs in and out of the subway, but you have to find a way to maneuver through massive amounts of people without your baby getting trampled. Also, where do you put all of the stuff that comes with a baby/kid? It's not like you can just be a hoarder, and throw your junk in the garage or attic. My neighbors put their daughter's tricycle and playhouse in the hallway, and having more than one kid in a bedroom is incredibly common. It's all about being smart with your space, and making a back yard out of anything you can.
I spent the morning on the upper east side at a movie, and then on a walk around the JKO Reservoir in Central Park. There were strollers EVERYWHERE! And these babies are trained to just look straight ahead, keep all arms and legs inside the vehicle, and not look at, smile at, or talk to strangers. They are machines! I do find it a bit disturbing to see so many children with their nannies on a Saturday, for crying out loud. But there are of course things that New York parents do that are endearing and familiar to me. There are fathers who teach their little girls how to ride a bike and catch them when they fall every five feet. There are mothers who lovingly and attentively care for scrapes, cuts and bruises that are collected on the playground. And there are grandparents who eagerly offer their assistance by taking these little people to the ice cream truck on the outskirts of the park while their parents catch their breath.
The last few weeks have been both exciting and exhausting. I was able to see Amos Lee perform last Friday night at Irving Plaza. He was an absolutely amazing singer, writer (a male version of Norah Jones) and so incredibly humble. Elvis Costello made a guest appearance at the beginning of the show, because he was playing for a sister venue right down the street. I went with my friend Brenda, from church. I was blessed by her company, and the night was one of my favorites in NYC. I also got invited to a dinner party last weekend with about eight single ladies who all shared one mutual friend. I had the greatest time with them talking about their life experiences and listening to music that reminded me of middle school (Ace of Base, baby...woop woop)!
I am SO excited about going to Nashville next weekend to be in a dear friend's wedding. I've definitely had a case of homesickness recently, and I know this will cure me of it. Living here has been such a great thing for me in so many ways, and making the move will probably go down as being one of the best decisions I ever made for myself. However, it has made me even more grateful for and proud of my roots. I love and miss the south often...the culture, the kindness, the people. I am who I am because of the people I have known and loved in my life and because of the environment in which I was raised. This is just another chapter. My roommate sent me the best inspirational message in an email recently, which I will include in this post.
"We didn't come here to fit in, we came here to be who we are. (a southern girl who loves to laugh)
We didn't come here to work, we came here to live our dreams.(to be surrounded by culture & creation)
We didn't come here for the stuff, we came here to love each other. (the wonderful people of NY)
We didn't come here by accident, we each came with a purpose that is uniquely our own." (which I seek to discover daily)
I spent the morning on the upper east side at a movie, and then on a walk around the JKO Reservoir in Central Park. There were strollers EVERYWHERE! And these babies are trained to just look straight ahead, keep all arms and legs inside the vehicle, and not look at, smile at, or talk to strangers. They are machines! I do find it a bit disturbing to see so many children with their nannies on a Saturday, for crying out loud. But there are of course things that New York parents do that are endearing and familiar to me. There are fathers who teach their little girls how to ride a bike and catch them when they fall every five feet. There are mothers who lovingly and attentively care for scrapes, cuts and bruises that are collected on the playground. And there are grandparents who eagerly offer their assistance by taking these little people to the ice cream truck on the outskirts of the park while their parents catch their breath.
The last few weeks have been both exciting and exhausting. I was able to see Amos Lee perform last Friday night at Irving Plaza. He was an absolutely amazing singer, writer (a male version of Norah Jones) and so incredibly humble. Elvis Costello made a guest appearance at the beginning of the show, because he was playing for a sister venue right down the street. I went with my friend Brenda, from church. I was blessed by her company, and the night was one of my favorites in NYC. I also got invited to a dinner party last weekend with about eight single ladies who all shared one mutual friend. I had the greatest time with them talking about their life experiences and listening to music that reminded me of middle school (Ace of Base, baby...woop woop)!
I am SO excited about going to Nashville next weekend to be in a dear friend's wedding. I've definitely had a case of homesickness recently, and I know this will cure me of it. Living here has been such a great thing for me in so many ways, and making the move will probably go down as being one of the best decisions I ever made for myself. However, it has made me even more grateful for and proud of my roots. I love and miss the south often...the culture, the kindness, the people. I am who I am because of the people I have known and loved in my life and because of the environment in which I was raised. This is just another chapter. My roommate sent me the best inspirational message in an email recently, which I will include in this post.
"We didn't come here to fit in, we came here to be who we are. (a southern girl who loves to laugh)
We didn't come here to work, we came here to live our dreams.(to be surrounded by culture & creation)
We didn't come here for the stuff, we came here to love each other. (the wonderful people of NY)
We didn't come here by accident, we each came with a purpose that is uniquely our own." (which I seek to discover daily)
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Wal-Mart vs. Dolce & Gabbana
This weekend I had the privilege of participating in two very different shopping sprees. Gina was in Connecticut for her spring break, so I was more than happy to leave the city to visit her. After sleeping/watching Twilight in the bed until noon on Saturday, we got ready and went to Wal-Mart. Now, I haven't been to a Wal-Mart (or a Target, for that matter) in over three months, so needless to say, I was excited. I can honestly say that I have NEVER used the word excited when referring to a trip to Wal-Mart, until I moved here. It's just so nice to be able to get everything in one place, and to also not pay an arm and a leg for it. I believe there were tears of joy streaming down my face at the sight of a box fan. I have been searching diligently for one ever since I moved here (to drown out the street noise), to no avail. I was running through the aisles, screaming "Gina, I found a box fan! I FOUND A BOX FAN!" God bless the people who invented those, and also Wal-Mart who made them only $14. On the way back to the city on the train, I cannot tell you how many comments I got for having it in the seat next to me. My only response was "I live on 3rd avenue." Enough said.
I have two friends who work in the accounting department at Dolce & Gabanna, and last week they sent me an invitation to their annual sample sale. This has been a New York experience that I have had on my "to do" list for quite a while, so I thought I would check it out. I had no idea what to expect, and honestly never even thought I would have the strength or ability to crack open my wallet at something like that. For those of you who have never been to one, it would remind you of black Friday at Target. There are racks of random clothes, shoes, bags and other accessories scattered recklessly around the space, and people who don't think twice about body slamming you to get to their favorite items in their size. It also reminded me of the sterling silver floor at Tiffanys. VERY different vibe from the clientele than on the diamond floor, by the way.
After trying on a hand full of items in the communal dressing room (yikes! I forgot to shave), I actually found some things that I liked and could afford. The discounts ranged from 60-90%, depending on the year the collection came out. 2008 collections were 90% off!!! The most expensive thing I picked up (and immediately put back) was a dress for $7,000. Normally, I wouldn't have even considered the possibility of paying close to $200 for three items. But thanks to my accountant mother, I received my tax refund over the weekend. I ended up coming away with some fabulous purple heels, some even more fabulous black strappy/ribbony sandals and the cutest skirt I have ever seen. So what if I can't afford groceries for a month! At least I will look good, and the skirt will fit perfectly after all the weight I will lose! (Kidding)
I just want to close by saying that I have the best parents in the world. I came home yesterday to a package from them, which contained two boxes of my favorite cereal that I can't find here (thanks dad!), little Debbie cakes from mama Debbie (thanks mom!), peanut M&M's and some mail. Aside from the box fan, it was my favorite thing I got all weekend!
I have two friends who work in the accounting department at Dolce & Gabanna, and last week they sent me an invitation to their annual sample sale. This has been a New York experience that I have had on my "to do" list for quite a while, so I thought I would check it out. I had no idea what to expect, and honestly never even thought I would have the strength or ability to crack open my wallet at something like that. For those of you who have never been to one, it would remind you of black Friday at Target. There are racks of random clothes, shoes, bags and other accessories scattered recklessly around the space, and people who don't think twice about body slamming you to get to their favorite items in their size. It also reminded me of the sterling silver floor at Tiffanys. VERY different vibe from the clientele than on the diamond floor, by the way.
After trying on a hand full of items in the communal dressing room (yikes! I forgot to shave), I actually found some things that I liked and could afford. The discounts ranged from 60-90%, depending on the year the collection came out. 2008 collections were 90% off!!! The most expensive thing I picked up (and immediately put back) was a dress for $7,000. Normally, I wouldn't have even considered the possibility of paying close to $200 for three items. But thanks to my accountant mother, I received my tax refund over the weekend. I ended up coming away with some fabulous purple heels, some even more fabulous black strappy/ribbony sandals and the cutest skirt I have ever seen. So what if I can't afford groceries for a month! At least I will look good, and the skirt will fit perfectly after all the weight I will lose! (Kidding)
I just want to close by saying that I have the best parents in the world. I came home yesterday to a package from them, which contained two boxes of my favorite cereal that I can't find here (thanks dad!), little Debbie cakes from mama Debbie (thanks mom!), peanut M&M's and some mail. Aside from the box fan, it was my favorite thing I got all weekend!
Sunday, March 20, 2011
The Perfect Day
I have always considered myself a "city" girl. The country has historically made me bored and restless. However, today I was desperate to get out of the city! I just couldn't handle the noise or the mosh-pit walk to the subway anymore. So, I went to a town that had one stoplight. I thought Henderson, TN was the only place on earth in such a condition, but I was wrong.
Cold Spring, NY is only one hour from Grand Central Station, and is listed as one of the best day trips to take out of the city. I should hug whoever wrote that. I'm sure it is partly because you can get there, and get around there, without a car. Cold Spring is a village in the town of Philipstown in Putnam County, NY (copied straight from Wikipedia). It is home to almost 2,000 people, and after today, you may add me to that list.
When I arrived this morning, I immediately found some antique shops to look around in. I landed some great finds for the family, and spent at least an hour in one shop in particular. I even considered buying a skull for my dad. Some of you may think that is a bizarre, but it was a replica from a battle my grandfather was in during World War II. After hours (literally) of antiquing, I decided to check out the rest of the town.
I started at the Julia Butterfield Memorial Library, which was incredibly well maintained. There was a young girl receiving a tutoring session from a man who could've been her grandfather. He was making jokes about geometry (which I didn't even think was possible), and she seemed embarrassed. He seemed kind, and as much as I wanted to eavesdrop on more of his routine, I decided to check out the librarian. True to form, she was an older woman who had read every book in that place. As I was browsing through a pile of books on sale for $1, she proceeded to tell me everything she thought was wrong about all of them. Really her objections amounted to her disapproval on how the female characters were written. In at least 15 books!
Next I headed towards the farmers market, but never actually made it there. I got stopped by an eight year old boy who was participating in his family's yard sale. He had created these puppets made out of mittens, and each one had a different "character", as he called it. He had used felt to create all sorts of faces, clothes and props to go with the mitten. After asking about all thirty of them, I finally decided on Gene Simmons from KISS. He just kept thanking me over and over again, and it took me back to the summers where we charged $10 for a glass of lemonade outside of my grandparents house. I am a proud supporter of the youth entrepreneurs of America!
By this time it was 2:30 and I still hadn't eaten lunch. I had researched the Hudson House (& Inn) and headed back down towards the river to check out their menu. As luck would have it, they were having their "Restaurant Week." Many places do this in the city, but only in February. Restaurants will deeply discount certain items on the menu in order to encourage those who wouldn't normally eat there (due to cost) to try them out. For $20 at lunch at the Hudson House, I got homemade rolls with strawberry butter, vegetable spring rolls, a cajun chicken sandwich with fries and slaw, and New York cheesecake for dessert! And YES, I ate it all!
Thankfully I had worn yoga pants with some give, so I didn't have to pay too dearly for stuffing myself with food. But I did think a hike would do me good, so I headed to a section of the Hudson Highlands State Park called Little Stony Point. There are a few miles of hiking trails there that run right along the Hudson, and provide some spectacular views of nearby towns, the mountains and the water. One of my favorite parts of the day, by far!
By the time I got back to the town, it was nearly 5:30. In an effort to prolong having to head back, I remembered seeing a sign for a jazz concert at the local Presbyterian church, so I went. There were only 30 people there (all over 60), but I thoroughly enjoyed the music. Apparently every third Saturday of the month, they feature a different artist or group in this performance that is open to the community. I definitely plan on becoming a regular.
Cold Spring is the epitome of small town America, and reminded me of the Christmas village my mom puts up in our house every December. The people were so kind, and I felt like I was home. I can't wait to come back in the summer and kayak across the river to check out some of that West Point goodness!
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Two Random Sightings
Just yesterday afternoon, I was walking with a coworker up 6th avenue to a client's office when we passed a few people carrying shopping bags. Naturally, I wasn't paying any attention. This just goes to show that I should always be aware of my surroundings and camera ready in the city, because we had just passed Geoffrey Rush. Fortunately I had just seen the Kings Speech, so I was well aware of who he was. He has also been in Pirates of the Caribbean and a handful of other great movies. No one was bothering him, he was in a shopping zone, and we just went along on our merry way. What a great way to end the work week!
I had a second sighting at the gym this week. Not of a movie or rock star, but a homeless man. Apparently my gym has decided to provide at least one bike every night from 6-9 to this one lone soul. He is there every time I go in, and simply sits on the bike staring at the television with his mouth hanging wide open. He prefers the 6:00 news followed by anything that is playing on the sports network. He keeps his luggage next to him, and wears the same flannel shirt every night. While incredibly unusual, I find it sweet and accommodating that he is there. And he never gives me dirty looks for panting and border line passing out on the treadmill next to him.
Last weekend I had the privilege of seeing a new part of the city that isn't frequented by tourists. The Cloisters is a conglomeration of several European abbeys pieced together, and is used as a Medieval art museum. It is located in Fort Tryon Park along the Hudson River, which is all the way uptown in the 200s. It's a very peaceful place with some spectacular views. I even saw some flowers blooming!
Today was a great day. I had my first solo performance for a project that I auditioned for a few weeks ago called The Meltdown. The actual play only cast six women I believe, but I was asked to perform a monologue (which I got to write) that will be played at the beginning of each show (which will tour six cities). They shot my segment in a studio near Madison Square Garden, and I got great reactions from the director and producer. I won them over with a Charlie Sheen reference that I felt was appropriate. I'm looking forward to seeing the final product!
I had a second sighting at the gym this week. Not of a movie or rock star, but a homeless man. Apparently my gym has decided to provide at least one bike every night from 6-9 to this one lone soul. He is there every time I go in, and simply sits on the bike staring at the television with his mouth hanging wide open. He prefers the 6:00 news followed by anything that is playing on the sports network. He keeps his luggage next to him, and wears the same flannel shirt every night. While incredibly unusual, I find it sweet and accommodating that he is there. And he never gives me dirty looks for panting and border line passing out on the treadmill next to him.
Last weekend I had the privilege of seeing a new part of the city that isn't frequented by tourists. The Cloisters is a conglomeration of several European abbeys pieced together, and is used as a Medieval art museum. It is located in Fort Tryon Park along the Hudson River, which is all the way uptown in the 200s. It's a very peaceful place with some spectacular views. I even saw some flowers blooming!
Today was a great day. I had my first solo performance for a project that I auditioned for a few weeks ago called The Meltdown. The actual play only cast six women I believe, but I was asked to perform a monologue (which I got to write) that will be played at the beginning of each show (which will tour six cities). They shot my segment in a studio near Madison Square Garden, and I got great reactions from the director and producer. I won them over with a Charlie Sheen reference that I felt was appropriate. I'm looking forward to seeing the final product!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
The Daniel Fast
When an old coworker emailed me with her latest news and updates, she mentioned that she had just completed a process she referred to as The Daniel Fast. I had never heard of such a thing, but she spoke so highly of the end result that I decided to research it.
The Daniel Fast is a 21 day spiritual and physical fast, in which one basically assumes a vegan diet with some modifications. Nothing to drink but water. That meant no coffee for me for 3 weeks! Also no meat, no bread, and no sugar. My roommate and I both decided we needed some time set aside in our lives to reflect, pray, be still and make some changes in our hearts on a few matters. So we embarked on this journey together! I also made a choice to deactivate facebook during this time, as well.
This is day 15 for me, and what a life changing experience it has been. In the beginning, we had perceived it as being a very feasible thing to do. Three weeks is such a short time in hindsight! But unfortunately it has not been as easy as that. I had no idea how much of a dependency I had on certain things. How much I relied on food, drink or social media for my happiness, and how I sought fulfillment in so many of these things. The benefits were threefold: physical, mental and spiritual.
So far I have lost six pounds. Bare in mind, we did not do this for the weight loss. That has just been a perk (especially since I need to fit into a bridesmaids dress in a few weeks). My energy levels have been extremely high and my sleep habits are better than ever. It is easier to work out, and all I want to do is organize everything in sight!
I am, by nature, an anxious person. I have a tremor in my hands that I have had as long as I can remember. It flares up when I am nervous. But throughout this period, it has disappeared. I haven't gotten as uptight about things as I normally do. My mind has never been clearer, and I recognize things about myself and my world that I never noticed before.
Spiritually, this has been quite a journey. I must admit that I have not prayed or read as much as I intended to when we started. Although I got rid of one distraction (FB), I replaced it with A LOT of television programs. The true purpose of this time has been lost many a night, when I get sucked in to the Bachelor or American Idol. However, I hope to change that for this final week.
As I mentioned before, I picked an issue in my life I wanted to pray about and wished to receive an answer to after this period was over. Interestingly enough, on the first day of the fast, I encountered satan at his finest. I was presented with an opportunity that I consider to be exactly the opposite of what I was trying to achieve...a stumbling block to my success. He definitely knew which heart strings to pull at, and he was playing tug of war with the Lord for sure.
Another blessing from this time has been my realization that I have not reflected Christ in certain ways to the people around me. It is natural to want to be accepted by those in your environment, and New York is definitely a different animal when it comes to what is considered socially acceptable. I am called to be like Christ, and sometimes Christ was different. A lot of times He was. Being different for three weeks has been a challenge, but has reminded me that this is who I am. It is who I am supposed to be. And what a great wake up call it has been.
I recommend the Daniel Fast to anyone who wants any of the three benefits I mentioned before, but especially if you want all of them. There are cookbooks, devotionals, and a blog available to participants. I only share my experience with it because I am thankful that someone shared theirs with me.
The Daniel Fast is a 21 day spiritual and physical fast, in which one basically assumes a vegan diet with some modifications. Nothing to drink but water. That meant no coffee for me for 3 weeks! Also no meat, no bread, and no sugar. My roommate and I both decided we needed some time set aside in our lives to reflect, pray, be still and make some changes in our hearts on a few matters. So we embarked on this journey together! I also made a choice to deactivate facebook during this time, as well.
This is day 15 for me, and what a life changing experience it has been. In the beginning, we had perceived it as being a very feasible thing to do. Three weeks is such a short time in hindsight! But unfortunately it has not been as easy as that. I had no idea how much of a dependency I had on certain things. How much I relied on food, drink or social media for my happiness, and how I sought fulfillment in so many of these things. The benefits were threefold: physical, mental and spiritual.
So far I have lost six pounds. Bare in mind, we did not do this for the weight loss. That has just been a perk (especially since I need to fit into a bridesmaids dress in a few weeks). My energy levels have been extremely high and my sleep habits are better than ever. It is easier to work out, and all I want to do is organize everything in sight!
I am, by nature, an anxious person. I have a tremor in my hands that I have had as long as I can remember. It flares up when I am nervous. But throughout this period, it has disappeared. I haven't gotten as uptight about things as I normally do. My mind has never been clearer, and I recognize things about myself and my world that I never noticed before.
Spiritually, this has been quite a journey. I must admit that I have not prayed or read as much as I intended to when we started. Although I got rid of one distraction (FB), I replaced it with A LOT of television programs. The true purpose of this time has been lost many a night, when I get sucked in to the Bachelor or American Idol. However, I hope to change that for this final week.
As I mentioned before, I picked an issue in my life I wanted to pray about and wished to receive an answer to after this period was over. Interestingly enough, on the first day of the fast, I encountered satan at his finest. I was presented with an opportunity that I consider to be exactly the opposite of what I was trying to achieve...a stumbling block to my success. He definitely knew which heart strings to pull at, and he was playing tug of war with the Lord for sure.
Another blessing from this time has been my realization that I have not reflected Christ in certain ways to the people around me. It is natural to want to be accepted by those in your environment, and New York is definitely a different animal when it comes to what is considered socially acceptable. I am called to be like Christ, and sometimes Christ was different. A lot of times He was. Being different for three weeks has been a challenge, but has reminded me that this is who I am. It is who I am supposed to be. And what a great wake up call it has been.
I recommend the Daniel Fast to anyone who wants any of the three benefits I mentioned before, but especially if you want all of them. There are cookbooks, devotionals, and a blog available to participants. I only share my experience with it because I am thankful that someone shared theirs with me.
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