21 day water fast: day 22 (follow up)

I slept five whole hours last night – and all in a single stretch!

This is my big news.  Five hours in a single stretch: literally the first time for more than two weeks.  I know the natural assumption is that it must feel like a relief, but, honestly, it’s not that simple.  Of course, there’s always the relief of slipping back into a familiar old habit – and for me, five hours in one stretch is the norm, since I normally rise to meditate after this.  But it’s also much more complicated.  Once my biorhythm had accepted and acclimatised to the fasting routine of sleeping two hours and then rising, there was a certain beauty in sitting to meditate in the dead of night instead of the pre-dawn hours, there was a certain peace in sitting afterwards to write, with the silence of the night allowing my mind to express itself in an effortless, uninterrupted flow.  Continue reading 21 day water fast: day 22 (follow up)

21 day water fast: day 7

mcdonaldsSo here we are, another milestone in the fast: the end of the first week and, with it, the first third of my planned duration.  I feel good, just physically slow in ev-er-y-thing.  But this new tempo – precisely because of its more leisurely, deliberate speed, as well as because it’s different to what I’m used to – also evokes an increased consciousness in everything I do.

This morning I’ve noticed a lot of muscles making their presence felt.  My shoulders and thighs are very subtly sore – low and behold, completely matching the muscles used to carry the fridge yesterday!  Normally, I wouldn’t have felt anything today, but again this proves the point that while fasting it’s extremely important not to overstress your body physically.  You can do lasting damage to it, as Gandhi demonstrated.  Quite bluntly, muscle damage was done yesterday (no matter how minimally), whereas normally such exertion would have been well within my normal capacity.  Continue reading 21 day water fast: day 7