Gonna use this place a document, my spiritual journey, or at least some of it.

Today is day 1 of a 3 day fast.

For some a 3 day fast seems simple or easy 

For me, not so much.

Through emotional turmoil and job loss, I have used food as my comfort, my company, my expression of love to myself, and I’ve been addicted to using food, even when I’m bored.

Luckily, I work out so it doesn’t look like it 😅 but the way that I have been married to food has been… more consequential than beneficial.

Mastering Web3, growth, internally and externally. Hiker. Momma. Lover.

That was another confirmation for me. 

It was time for me to do this fast and I needed to do three days.

My last meal was yesterday at 6 PM so my next meal will not be until Friday after 6pm.

I’m looking forward to Friday because my best friend made us reservations at fogo de chao🔥

Right now, I’m trying my best to manage my expectations.

I want to get closer to God otherwise, my goal is to see it through, I will be so disappointed if I don’t. 

Hey, at this point, I’m almost 3 hours away from 24 hours.

Over the past few weeks, my intuition has been telling me to fast constantly saying I need to fast. I’ve been getting confirmations that I need to fast.

Today I woke up and decided to fast.

Then I got in a road rage incident, my emotions were high (someone committing rage against me) and I was hungry and what did I wanna go to first, food. 

I drove in the Chick-fil-A drive-through and then quickly reversed before someone pulled up behind me.