You would think as I enter the fourth month of my self-imposed media detox the temptations would be next to null. Not so. If anything, the stakes are continuing to increase as I see early advertisements for the Summer Blockbuster Movies. I’ll fully admit, I’m kinda over the whole no media thing.
I have a friend who is doing a media detox as well. Although inspired by mine, her detox is slightly different: no TV or movies, and she allows for a few cheat days for a movie each month. …
Written by Chef James on 10/04/13 am30 06:10 AM
A few years back I studied with Marc David at the Institute for the Psychology of Eating. I can remember in one particular lecture, he said something that blew my mind: “The disease is the cure.”
Say what? That makes no sense.
How is diabetes the cure for diabetes? How is cancer the cure for cancer? I couldn’t wrap my mind around it.
He went deeper.
What is the disease asking of you? Rest? A change in lifestyle, perhaps dramatic? To step back and regroup? Realign priorities? He explained:
“I have never seen a situation …
Written by Margaret Floyd on 03/04/13 am30 03:04 AM
Life in Los Angeles doesn’t make for an easy media fast. There are advertisements EVERYWHERE! Shopping cart handles and beach trash cans; the plate of the car you’re driving behind. For all you ladies out there, the only reason your guy knows about the 2-for-1 special at the local restaurant is because it was advertised to him as he stood there peeing in the bathroom. The worst offenses are the television-like digital billboards that flash multiple ads within seconds. Pretty challenging being on a media fast when there is a …
Written by Chef James on 27/03/13 am31 03:00 AM
Indulge me for a moment:
Look at your hand. The skin, nails, maybe you can see some tendons and veins, freckles, a little bit of hair. Now make a fist, and then shake out your hand. Think of the muscles engaging to contract and relax. The bones to which they attach, keeping form intact.
Now think of where your hand came from. A weird question, I know, but stay with me. Where did it come from?
What was it before it was a hand?
Yup, every single cell in that magnificent hand, from the …
Written by Margaret Floyd on 20/03/13 am31 03:05 AM
As a boy I was taught to “save” things; becoming sort of a mini-collector. At that age it translated to comic books and toys and as I got older, letters and all things related to school.
In many ways, being a collector was easy because my parents had a basement in their house in which all our collectibles were stored out of sight. Within the shelter of my parent’s home, I was able to expand my saving to all things I came across, particularly those things we call “freebies”. Then, when …
Written by Chef James on 06/03/13 am31 03:15 AM