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FAT

12/7/2021

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​Throughout history, one of the dietary differences between the rich and the poor came down to one simple ingredient: fat. The rich cooked their food in oils and animal fats, the poor cooked theirs in water. Oil from olives and soy beans has been produced for thousands of years, but until modern extraction methods were invented, oil production was costly and labor intensive. Oil was precious, and the poor got precious little of it.
I started thinking about this because I was reading about diets in Victorian England, in London specifically. It's amazing anyone lived through it. Not only was there no fat, there were no vegetables, not much meat, just not enough calories. This was for the working poor, mind. The rich had plenty of calories, and fat, and meat. Thank God for cabbage. It's always been the saving grace for the very poor. Even boiled, it at least offered something GREEN and potatoes, when they had them, filled hungry bellies. I read that in a very poor family, if there was any meat, it went to the father. The mother and children lived mainly on bread and water. Mothers lost their teeth at an early age and children developed rickets and scurvy.
The desire for fat is a desire for taste and richness. Fat free food requires more sweetener, or more saltiness, something to give it a richer taste. Fats from meats have been around since people started cooking; olive oil and soy oil have been used since at least 3000 BC. Until 1856, all vegetable oil was naturally produced, either by simple pressing or by heating and pressing, but that was the year solvents were introduced as a more economical means of procuring more and cheaper oils. In this country (USA) and Mexico, we used peanut and sunflower oils along with lard from pigs.
When I was in Mexico last, I shared a taxi with a Mexican-American woman visiting from the States. I had just taken a cooking class and was telling her I ate more lard that day than I probably had in my entire life, and felt fine from it. She told me her grandmother cooked with lard, that pans where food was cooked with lard washed clean really easily, while food cooked with oils left a sticky residue in the pans. Her grandmother figured the same thing happened in our bodies.
​"Fat free" is a dangerous fad. Healthy fats are so important to our proper body functioning. Nuts, oils and even pure lard, not hydrogenated man-made synthetics, help our bodies work just the way they were created, perfectly.







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Silence

12/7/2021

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Most mornings, after I check in and hopefully don't go down some rabbit hole, I  click on the Siddha Yoga website: www.siddhayoga.org, for inspiration. This month the subject is Silence; every day another aspect of silence is highlighted. 
The ability to be in silence is virtually uncultivated in our culture, what with TVs playing and distractions celebrated 24/7. Sure, many of us got "the look" from talking or even squirming in church, but we were never taught to be still. At least I wasn't.
The first time I ever went to the Ashram, I came up in front of the Guru. Besides my awkwardness and discomfort, I remember the profound silence in the hall. About three hundred people were sitting in stillness, and I was caught in my racing mind, standing frozen and numb.
A year or so later, I was in a small group sitting in the Guru's courtyard. This was, to be sure, an exalted opportunity: there were hundreds of people who would have loved to have been sitting in there, but I knew a guy.... We sat in silence as the Guru sat in a chair, in sunglasses in the bright California sun, inscrutable. My body sat still. I was forty years younger then, and able to sit cross legged on the floor with ease. But my mind. Oooh la la! I'm sure the Guru could hear my constant inner blabbering: "What is going on here??? Why doesn't somebody
SAY something? What is going on, what's supposed to be happening????" and on and on and on.
I needed something I could hang my hat on, some words or a song or Something. There was no place in me that knew how to be in silence and my mind struggled, not with some problems of my own, but with the silence itself. The stillness of the mind. I realize now that my father got it on the golf course and my mother in her garden, because everyone seeks the peace of a quiet mind, but that didn't spill over into the rest of their lives, which were tense and stressful. Years later, living at the Ashram, I made my sons go to programs where they had to sit still. I was trying to give them something I never got, the discipline to sit still for an hour and hopefully, cultivate the quiet mind I didn't have.
And so this morning, after I post this, I'll go sit, in the silence. I don't do it often enough and realize that with cold weather, retirement, a town where I know almost no one and a pandemic going on, it is by far the best game in town. When my mind gets quiet in this way, it DOES carry over into the rest of my life. I just have to make that choice, between stillness and distraction.

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