The Wisdom of Our Bodies: Body Typing for Diet

I have been fascinated by body typing for a few years now.  There are several books and authors on the subject and the one I have been drawn to is the Body Typing Diet by Abravanel and King-Morrison. 

(http://bodytypes.com/)  The premise of body typing is that there are different body types (in this case, based on dominant gland) that

dramatically affect what foods and exercise are good for you.   It’s

important to know your type as the recommendations are drastically different for each type.  While I have worked with several different systems based on blood type and metabolism, this system appealed to me the most.  (That doesn’t mean I think it’s the best; it’s just the most useful for me.)

 

After taking the tests and working with the pictures, I thought I was the thyroid type that needs protein for breakfast and needs to avoid

sugar and caffeine at all costs.    However after following that diet

approach for about a year, and gaining weight and staying grumpy, I realized I needed more help and consulted with Elizabeth Morrison, one of the authors.  (If you are at all interested, I highly recommend her. 

You can reach her at ekmorris@pacbell.net <mailto:ekmorris@pacbell.net>.  Her fee is very reasonable at $75 for a 90 minute assessment.)

 

Turns out I am an adrenal type who needs a light breakfast and can tolerate a bit of sugar and caffeine.  Ironically enough, I was absolutely convinced that I wasn’t the adrenal type.  However, after looking at pictures together and talking it through, I can now see how I

am an adrenal type.   I an not sure why but discovering this has

absolutely boosted my confidence.  ***I feel a huge sense of relief like I’ve discovered what I’m getting for Christmas and I really really like

it.***

 

This process of discovering my body type has strengthened my commitment to conscious parenting and homeschooling.

 

As I look at my children and see them eat totally different foods, I am in awe that they instinctively know what their bodies need.  One child needs eggs daily, another eats very lightly for breakfast with fruit, and another flourishes on dairy.

 

As I hear all those rules about food, (sugar and caffeine are bad for you, you must eat a hearty breakfast, avoid dairy, eat dairy, avoid red meat, eat red meat) I can realize that while those rules might work for one person, it doesn’t mean they work for me or my children or

husband.   What my mother told me isn’t true!  So what works for me is

not necessarily what my children or husband need.  I can stop nagging them to eat how I think they should eat …..

 

As I hear all those rules about exercise (you must do strength training three times a week, you must exercise 60 minutes a day, you must stretch …), I realize that each person has a way of exercising that supports their body and it looks very different for each type.

 

As I realize how distorted my view of my body image was, I can ponder what caused me to discount my own inner wisdom and criticize myself so

harshly.   And as I think of my three children, I wish them a continued

sense of security and confidence in their bodies and hope they don’t lose track like I did.

 

So here’s to knowing that we are all different in what we need for food and exercise, that we have the wisdom inside ourselves, and that it’s okay to ask for help.

 

Cheers!

 

 

 

Deborah Donndelinger, EFT-ADV

 

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A Mile in His Shoes

I saw my maternal grandfather last week for the second time in my life. Considering I’m thirty-eight years old, I realize this is somewhat unusual. My mother’s childhood could be written as a Shakespearean tragedy:  parents divorced when she was two, her father remarried and moved to Florida when she was five; her mother dead in a car accident when she was 10; her father and grandparents fought a bitter custody battle, which her grandparents won; and her father left her. Completely. He did not contact her for the rest of her childhood.

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The New Parenting Paradigm: from Socializing to Helping

I’m reading a fascinating history of parenting called Parenting for A Peaceful World by Robin Grille, available at the great site

www.naturalchild.com.    The author describes the evolution of parenting

over time in cultures around the world.   The history of parenting is

rather brutal, with children once considered non-entities that could be discarded, killed, and used at the parent’s whim.  He takes us through

the different modes of parenting and shows us where we are today.   He

sees our collective approach to parenting as evolving and developing, which is good news indeed.  He also sees how we collectively parent as the leading force that shapes how we are as a country, whether we perpetrate violence or encourage peace.  It’s a fascinating read, I don’t normally enjoy social-history books, but this caught my attention.

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The Trap of Creature Comforts

Ah, summer, that time of year when we crave lazy days and instead try to have as much fun as possible in as short a time as can be managed, resulting in muddled sleeping and eating schedules, and therefore mildly crazed children and self. All our fun is making me pretty tired. It makes me think of a conversation I had with my sister, who has lost almost twenty pounds in the last six months because she keeps signing herself up to run 5K races every month. Talk about motivation! She now works out four days a week but if she pushes herself further than that, she is overtraining. Her body feels weak and sore, she starts hurting herself more easily, gets sick, and generally feels grouchy and irritable. Hmm, this all seems oddly familiar… I’m overtraining in parenthood!

            I strive for balance in all things. It is my mantra, my goal, my paradigm, but I have found that I have the bad habit of trying to achieve that balance by swinging wildly from the two extremes of working too hard to working too little. But the concept of working too little is something of an epiphany for me. We all work so hard, how is it possible to rest too much? I’ve discovered some cultural habits I’ve picked up: when I want to recharge, my top picks include an hour-long full body massage, toodling in front of the computer (writing my blog doesn’t count), or lounging by the pool with lemonade in one hand and a trashy novel in the other. When I’m resting, I’m going to rest, darn it! Give me comfort! Give me empty stretches of time where my brain and body are in total stasis! I deserve it!

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It’s Good To Want Things

I am lucky- very lucky. I live in a comfortable middle class neighborhood, and am blessed to have food in my cupboards and a bit of money left over at the end of each week.  I have everything I NEED.  I try never to forget this.  Having my family’s needs met is a true blessing.  That said however, nothing in this world drives me so much as a want.  My parents, my mother in particular, imparted no piece of wisdom more strongly in me than this one.

It’s good to want things.Now, I raise my children in fairly alternative circles, we recycle, put a higher value on well made goods and so can afford fewer of them, and just generally  try to consume fewer resources than the American norm.  So this particular phrase may seem an odd thing to want to pass on to my own children, yet I find it very helpful.   After food, shelter, safety and love are in our lives, are we all walking around in blissful enlightenment?  I wish that were the case, and perhaps it should be.  But in the world I observe it seems that is not.So, as my mom would say, it’s good to want things.The key is how you look at the word want.  If all I meant for my children to take away from this phrase was that they should want more stuff, it would seem patently materialistic.  But the kind of want I’m talking about here is the stuff of goals, dreams and aspirations.   In a world where intention is everything, where you draw to you what you ask the universe for, having clear and strong wants is absolutely necessary.  If the word WANT has negative connotations for you, call them dreams, desires, goals – find a word that does work for you.

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Happy Birthday to My Two Sweethearts

Today two very important members of our family turn one today.  They have grown so much in this past year.  One year has seen them transition from nursing to learning to eat solid food; from crying to learning how to express their needs; from being all floppy and uncoordinated to learning how to move their bodies with joy and delight.

I never thought I’d get past the night wakings, they sure seemed to need a lot of night-time attention.  Carrying them both at the same time was tricky, especially when they started getting bigger.  It was hard leaving them alone during the night but once they got too big to carry, I had to.  I knew they had each other.  I never thought I’d get them to understand it wasn’t okay to eat everything they find on the floors, but I think they get it now.

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Life is Good, Realizing my Vision

I have nothing troubling to write about today.  It’s sort of a weird

feeling feeling really good.  I like it.   I feel very comfortable in my

own skin and feel very connected to my children.

I have a vision board that I play with — it’s in powerpoint and consists of pictures and music and statements of what I want to create and attract in my life.  I love working on it and coming back to it to see what’s come true, what’s shifted and what I want to add.  What’s very interesting about working on vision statements is that when I focus on what I want, I can be more open to allowing different ways of it happening.  For example, I have been very focused on my body weight. 

But it doesn’t feel very good to do that and I wasn’t feeling inspired to take much action.  I got very clear and realized what I really want is to feel great in my body.  Since I clarified what I want, I have started running and taking karate with my son.  My weight isn’t changing but I love feeling stronger and more athletic and great in my body.

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Playing Games With My Husband…. In A Good Way!

Playing games provides something remarkable to the people involved in playing together.  Normally I apply this line of thought to my four children.  They learn cooperation, grace, creative rule making, rule following, and a myriad of other skills while playing card games, board games, pencil and paper games, you name it and they are encouraged to play it!

But, it never fails… I consistently forget that the rules I apply in my parenting also apply to my other relationships.  My husband and I both have a ton of responsibilities and on top of that we each have our own interests and hobbies, so when we do have that rare evening to spend together we often just plop down to watch a movie together.  Basically, it’s easy and neither of us has to think much to hang out in front of the screen.  We do enjoy these movies, but it leaves no time for finding that real human connection I usually needed at the start of the evening.

Last summer though, something interesting happened on our yearly vacation.  My husband, B, and I were camping with the kids and they were (gasp!)  all tucked into an early bed at the campsite.  My book was in the locked car and I didn’t feel like going digging for it, but I remembered that I had thrown a word game into our travel bags during the last minute packing. We decided to play while we sat by the fire.  GAMES!  Why had I forgotten how fun it could be to play them with the person I love most in this world?

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Give Me Community!

As a mother of three, two of whom are one-year-old twins, my solitude is eked out in small doses on a semi-daily basis. I’m even more rarely out of the house without an entourage, but I managed a trip to the grocery store by myself the other day. Yes, quite the excitement, wouldn’t you say, but I approached the trip with great relish. Ah, solitude!

The trip turned out to be no fun at all. It turns out that I like discussing the various bizarre fruits and vegetables that now populate our grocers with my four-year-old, and watching my one-year-old boy pointing to everything he sees and using his new vocalization of “Whatsat?” while his twin sister smiles and waves at every passersby, her own newest trick. I am used to being a point-worthy sight, one baby in a backpack, one in the grocery basket, and the child running circles around us. But this day, it was just me.

And it was so strange. No one smiled at me. No one spoke to me. Heck, no one looked at me. I walked through the store with complete anonymity, and I found it extremely demoralizing. Now that I’ve (mostly) mastered the art of navigating the outside world with my gaggle, I usually find the experience invigorating. While this trip was more relaxing, it certainly wasn’t invigorating.

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Opportunity For Change

When I’m in smug mode, I often enjoy watching the people around me, pointing out their bloody-mindedness and obvious mistakes, and then congratulate myself for avoiding similar blunders. See how self-reflective I am! See how relentlessly foolish they are!

            My annoying smug mode happens to me far less these days. If you need a dose of humility in your life, add a child or three to the mix, and they’ll soon beat it out of you, which is best for everyone involved. My previous smugness was based on the illusion that I actually had a clue about myself, my life, and my place in the universe. It was a fun illusion, while it lasted, but it is much better to see life with open eyes and to know what is real and important. I thought I was self-reflective before, and I guess I was, but I didn’t have the tools to really peer in there and see what was happening. Besides, I needed the crucible of motherhood to burn away all those inessentials, the stuff I used to think was important (money, vacations, status, electronic media, etc.), and find out what actually feeds me as a person.

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