Thursday, July 14, 2011

What I Eat

farmers market salad by sevenworlds16
farmers market salad, a photo by sevenworlds16 on Flickr.

Many of you have asked me..."what do you eat?" Or, "why?!"

This is my open ended conclusion after studying, failing, growing, asking, and pondering the “right way” to a healthy lifestyle and diet. I have been hassled and sometime criticized for the way I eat. Probably because what I eat is a very foreign concept to the average joe. Some may think it’s a fad, or an obsession. Both are wrong. I am fascinated by God’s marvelous creation of the body. It is designed to heal itself and has the capacity to do amazing things if we treat it right. No longer will I be bashful about the what I eat, in fact, like every good thing I discover I desire to help others in their quest for optimal health.

Let me preface with the obvious, everyone is different and has different habits. And I certainly do not have all the technical terms or diagnoses for you. (However I have many resources to share.) But I do have a brain, a highly functioning body, and a desire to live a long adventurous life. Do you know what that requires? Health! Like normal blood pressure, low cholesterol, a sharp mind, high energy, healthy weight and an absence of any mysterious growths.

In a culture completely obsessed with “health food” jargon, and a bazillion studies and supplements, diet everything, I wanted to cut to the chase. Just like I know where I stand in my faith and am not swayed by any other “way”, I wanted to have a clear guide in my outlook on nutrition so that I would not get swept along in the massive tidal wave of the American Pop Culture Diet. These new Pop Culture Diet’s are accompanied by luring promises. Many people have mistaken this ‘tidal wave’ for a joy ride rather than what it truly is, a deadly force.

Though this rant could get quite extensive I will try to condense it into a few main points that I (and someday hopefully my family) will happily live by. This is what I eat.


1.) I eat fat.


-Do you know that your brain is made up of 50-60% of structural fat? Or that your brain takes up 2% of body weight but consumes 18% of its energy?! And that your neurons that transmit messages in order for your body to preform any function are made largely of fat? Therefore a “low fat” diet is robbing your brain and is probably making you crazy! I will never settle for lackluster low fat, high sugar foods again. You know what’s coming next...it’s all about the “good fat” right? Right. There is Omega 3 and Omega 6 fatty acids. Most of processed foods have large amounts of Omega 6 fats. What American’s lack is a healthy ratio of these two fats. An over production of O-6 is the cause for most diseases effecting everything from insulin resistance (your body’s natural full feeling) to high blood pressure. A healthy ratio between the two is less than 4.


-I finally figured out that low fat usually means high sugar. High sugar makes you more hungry, never feeling satisfied. It’s virtually impossible to overeat healthy fats! I finally know what it means to feel satisfied because I’m not afraid to cook with Olive or Canola Oil, or slappin’ my corn-on-the-cob with a hunk of some natural butter.


-I enjoy fats like, walnuts, almonds, avocados, guacamole, red meat, eggs, full fat yogurts, olive oil, canola oil, organic butter, coconut oil, or dark chocolate (75-90%)


2.) I eat gluten-free.


-I know that I have an intolerance to grains. A large percentage of people do, but will never know it until they go with out for a period of time. My body gets achey, I have low energy, and high inflammation when I eat grains. Generally speaking, grians are harder for your body to digest and gluten is highly allergenic. At first it seemed daunting to go without bread or grains, but now it doesn’t even phase me.


-I eat plenty of quinoa, which works as a substitute from everything like rice to oatmeal. I also bake with different flours such as almond, coconut, or substitute with flaxseed.


-Do you know that often the thing you crave, is what your body is actually allergic too? So for me, carbs like bread (even whole grain) and pasta was a no-go.


3.) I eat late at night.


-The myth of late night eating has been drilled into our head as a subconscious “no-no” somehow or another. Either from grandma, or that “health nutty” friend. Studies have been done however that completely debunk that myth. The reason late night eating gets a bad rap is a mix up of correlation vs causation. Most Americans that eat late at night have odd work shifts and turn to fatty, processed foods, and have a lack of exercise. People that “skip” breakfast and become overweight probably have an unhealthy lifestyle and make up for it with unhealthy food later in the day.


-I usually eat in an 8 hour shift. So if I skip breakfast, that’s fine I just start my meals at lunch and usually have three generous meals throughout the day. It works for me not to think about food so often, and I get a lot done! It doesn’t matter if I have my last meal at 8 or 9 at night. Just 8 hour eating periods. Simple. Against many standard American nutritional suggestions...but the more I learn, I don’t give much weight to what the USDA says about food consumption anyways...WHAT SO EVER. No longer do I fall for most magazines or the general public stances on health. Because it’s driven behind advertising, sales, and hype. It’s important to find out for yourself what works for you and what is healthy. Not only in nutrition, but be discerning, and wise! Don’t make the mistake I made of being spoon fed a bunch of pureed bologna of the general health trends.


4.) I eat whole.


-Because I eat whole, real foods, I eat a lot. No calorie constricting or worries. Just like healthy fats, have you ever over eaten on apples or carrots?


-I eat lots of fruit, veggies, hummus, walnuts, tea and coffee, jerky, and milk (mostly soy or almond), and my own protein smoothies.


-There is so much added sugar to a vast quantity of our foods including yogurt and cereal. I have loved learning ways to cook without it and certainly feel much more energy when I avoid added sugars. When I make treats I will use honey, molasses, or stevia sparingly. I’ve noticed that as I became used to no added sugars, natural sweetness is much more sweet!


-No I don’t feel deprived-I make some mean alternative treats that are WAY better than that double stuffed oreo you just stuffed in your mouth. Checkout the other blogs I follow for amazing recipes. Here is one I made recently. Brownies!


5.) I eat meat.


-I believe in high protein! Plus everyone, and I mean EVERYONE likes meat. Satisfaction Guaranteed: even a vegetarian’s mouth waters when the waiter place a sizzling juicy fajitas order in front of their friend.


-Meat and slow absorbing protein like eggs and cottage cheese satisfy and give you energy! Energy to do cool things. Energy that doesn’t leave you feeling like you want to eat the rest of the box of those sugar laden protein bars. (AKA candy bars in disguise)


-With my love of meat I am currently trying to cut down on my ketchup consumption. I am like a 3 year old... needing ketchup when meat is served. But ketchup is really just sugar. Unless you make your own...


PS. I will never again calorie count

PPS. I didn’t even touch on artificial sweeteners. I understand they are ravenous on your body. Not going to lie, sometimes I can’t say no to a diet A&W or 7UP. But most of the time favored sparkling water does the trick.

PPPS. I hope this helped some of you, at least maybe you understand my somewhat strange habits a little better. I would love to answer any questions, share recipes, or advice. Not to mention my extended personal story of my nutritional “journey.”


Like I said before, I believe we are meant to live incredibly amazing, purposeful life. We are three parts, mind, body, and spirit. Balance is absolutely necessary, and each part is vital. I hope this note helps to strengthen all three.


Cheers!

Monday, July 11, 2011

A Brown {photoshoot}

It was an ideal Minnesotan summer day. A tad bit overcast, but it didn't dilute the 'sunshiney' demeanor of the Brown family. These little munchkins were sure not camera shy. We were at my aunt Pat's house where there is no shortage of fun props and picturesque scenery to make for golden photo opportunities.
Thank you Greg and Katrina for being so gracious and letting me capture some of your family memories. This photography journy is somewhat of a new-found venture, however, once I get behind that lense it sure is invigorating!
Here are a few favorites...





They loved these vintage props!

Sweet little Tess..

Why so serious?


Make a wish!



Little toes never get old.

So in love.

Bless you Brownies!

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Paleo(ish) Ice Cream

Ice cream van by waynep57
Ice cream van, a photo by waynep57 on Flickr.


This summer I have enjoyed exploring the benefits of eating a "Paleo" diet. It's a lifestyle I've been pretty faithfully living for about a year and a half now and the phrase: "Paleo Diet", is a widely known term that basically categorizes and sums up the what, why's and hows. More on that later...
Bottom line is this is NOT a fru-fru, health-nut craze. It is the way of eating I've chose to honor my body as an instrument for HIS glory. And it is NOT bland, boring, or burdensome.
I came across this ice cream recipe the other day,and have been dying to try its deliciousness. I wanted to pass it along to you fellow healthful wholesome peeps as well.
Here's to "not-being-left-out-just-cause-we-like-to-eat-good-stuff!" And to "ICE CREAM"!

I found this Ice Cream Recipe on one of my new favorite blogs.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Dandilion {seeds}

Dandilion Joy by Telstar Logistics
Dandilion Joy, a photo by Telstar Logistics on Flickr.

I spent a beautiful Memorial Day with my family lounging around home doing the unimportant, restful things you're supposed to do on a holiday weekend. The momma and I took a walk down by the lake. It was warm, windy and overcast, but refreshingly summer. As we walked and talked, enjoying eachother's company we were passed by bikers, joggers, and strollers. Everyone was taking in the view of the massive lake and the sharp white trails left behind by windsurfers.
We stopped a few times to admire blooming flowers, kneeling in close to get the concentrated scent of their sweet aroma. Walking on I bent down to grab a white fluffy dandilion. I couldn't resist the full white top, perfictly ripe for blowing seeds in the wind. I took a great breath and watched as the seeds floated carelessly away, very quickly I was left with a bare stem. The momma came up behind me and said with a smile," This is your summer." I shot her a puzzled look. "Yes, this is what your summer is like, just planting a bunch of seeds."
I laughed as I was getting such a marvelous revelatation from a weed. She was absolutley right. This summer, (and probably for the rest of my life) is all about planting little tiny seeds. It's like blowing the seeds away on the dandilion. We have no control where they land, how they're recieved, or what they become. The only part we are responsible for is taking that breathe.
Little seeds of kindness, of time spent with a friend, a smile or encouraging word to a stranger, an invitation, a prayer, a little seed of sometimes minute inconvient sacrifice.
Take a breath,
watch it float away,
no need to fret,
it shall bloom someday.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Welcome {Home}

Happy, happy, home for the summer! After a 16 hour drive with the momma and a two day pit stop in Chicago we finally arrived back home.
Isn't it funny how going back home seems to induce so many memories...good and bad. It's almost like induced child pains {or tickles depending on how you look at it}. The smell of the house, position of that old recliner, high school momentos clinging to, if any glory it once had.
Although I am glad to be back for a season to catch up with my wonderful family and friends, my room needed a new twist. I unpacked my hefty bags {that's a long "A" for you southerners} and started the unfinished process.
I squinted, moved several different times to regain different perspectives, sifted through some stuff, stood on my head, and prayed to God for some new inspiration for the look for my room. I started throwing away. Simplifying. Repurposing pretty old things that the momma and super sisters had collected.
I am pretty happy for now. I think the next step will be painting a mural on the wall by means of using a projector to project something to trace? Any suggestions?
It's amazing what a few changes can do. I'm looking forward to making some new memories in my home. Tea with the momma, random haircuts for my sister, lots of dreaming, and motercylcle rides with the guys.

Make something pretty today :)


These are some coral and shells I brought back from Haiti, now a background for my good smellies.
One of my walls is painted white corrugated metal, and next to it on the wall is an old-whitewashed farm door. I found some random hooks and viola, hat and necklace holders.

If you don't own any milk glass bowls...shame. They are the ultimate "workhorse" as my Aunt Pat puts it.
Darling tea pot on my dresser.
This is a picture frame that has been replaced with chicken wire. See that little blonde, crazy haired girld in the corner? Me.

This is just for fun. My dad found crow eggs and nurtured them until they hatched in his nest, it was love at first beak.

Tidbite*
For incredible vintage finds and eclectic ideas Pat Brown's Harvest Brown web-page, or follow her on twitter for amazing vintage finds and tips.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Tornado(s)



Wednesday, April 27th was a normal day. People all over the state woke up, most of them brushed their teeth,headed to work or school with a mediocre tasting cup of coffee,and hoped for the best. I however was at Orange Beach,AL enjoying lots of rays and the continual crash of beautiful powerful waves...
The last thing I was expecting was to come in from the beach late afternoon to crazy storm reports to my current home in Birmingham,AL. At first I didn't think anything of it, because southerners are uber paranoid it seems of storms. Sometimes I wait for a darkish clouds just to run errands because no one is on the roads.
Anyhow, we watched and waited as Twitter was blowing up with pictures and tweets of people finding debris from a hundred miles away in their yard. One picture sealed the deal, as we saw a whole street literally shaved off the face of the Earth. It was apparent that this was a record breaking,mean,ugly storm. Throughout the afternoon there was over 100 tornados reported that touched down all across the SouthEast.
My friends and I packed up a little earlier than planned to help with relief efforts that my incredible Church of the Highlands began initiating immediately.

FLASH FORWARD

Sunday was the first day that I arrived on the scene in Tuscaloosa. You can't even fathom the size of trees that had been flat-out uprooted. AND THEN MOVED. It was a waste land as I drove through commercial and residential areas. Church had a base at a nearby park with supplies up the wazoo that people were coming to collect for free. A small step in the major rebuilding process.
Monday, my fellow Highlands College crew and I headed to Hueytown which was another town ravanged by the tornado monster. The first day we did a lot of driving around to asses the needs and get a strategy. (The needs were glaringly obvious...houses! Food! Drinks! Because there were neighborhoods completely obliterated.) We came across a lady named Mrs.Terry,she was there with her 2 children and a few other family members trying to salvage anything they could find. She walked out of the bared open basement and greeted these strangers (us) with hugs and tears. She was overwhelmed. One of her first comments was "But do you know how good God is?" I asked her if she would let me take pictures as she told me of her and her families survival.
Her husband and 2 grandchildren were the only ones home. They heard the tornado coming like a thousand freight trains. The only place in the house that remained somewhat stable was the corner of the basement where they ran too. The grand daughter Kate slipped under a wooden structure as her brother Chase was right beside her. Mrs. Terry and her husband got down in the corner just second before the tornado plucked their home from existence. The two cars in the driveway flew and landed just a few feet beside them in the basement! Bricks them crumbled all around them. And within 20 seconds and a quick "whoosh" sound. It was over. They crawled out with nothing but bruises! They crawled out and found them standing in a pile of rubble, all that was standing was the front concrete steps.
Mrs.Terry recounts walking around her house and found a page of her Bible sticking to a broken tree. Matthew 6...

“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?"

"But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself."

She held this precious page in her hands...her eyes filled with beautiful brokeness, at peace trusting in her Jesus. He confirmed His promise to take care of her and her family.
It seems unfair that some of the people around her did not make it, where was God for them?? I don't know. But I do know that whatever happens He promises to turn for good. And I do know that He knows what excruciating,"lose everything you have" feeling. And I do know that He makes everything work for good for those who love him. I ask God often that I would be able to "see" with my heart. Because lots of the times what I see with my eyes...well it's not always perfect. When we see with our hearts if you will...we see who He is, and what He is capeable of doing. That is hope my friends. You see I don't trust my eyes. I trust His heart in me.








The front steps is all that remains...







Chase pointed where him and his sister hid. Note the car next to him that flew from the driveway to the basement!
He walked out of the rubble with only bruises.

This was the page of her personal Bible she plucked from a tree after the storm.

"Do not worry..."

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Alive.

I have this awesome friend named Brittany who is a total radical. Brittany knows that Jesus is just as relevant as He was 2000 years ago. She attends a college outside of Birmingham. A beautiful campus, and a impressive academic reputation. Brittany asked me to come to campus over break to take some pictures of a sign she had painted. I wasn't surprised when I saw what it read.
Jesus is Alive.
I smiled ear to ear, believing that this would be much more than just pictures. Faith mixed with action, speaking about what will come. It takes faith because right now this particular campus has a reputation of suicide and witch craft, just the opposite of Love. It also requires action, because a belief that just sits inside of our noggin' is just that. A stagnant,safe,and harmless dream.
As we walked around quiet campus we got chills thinking of the miracles that Jesus has in store. We made some friends who cheered as we snapped the pictures and freely volunteered their services. We ran into a student who looked like she hadn't slept in three days, beautiful green eyes hidden underneath a thick black paste. Her black hair fell into her face as she zipped up an army green oversized coat. Her unlikely state took my by surprised and I blurted out some sort of awkward greeting, just for a second of her time.
It turns out she was wiccan and didn't believe in "our God", but she was kind and moved to held back tears because the Love that rested on Brittany and I. We said a short prayer for her and sent her off. Just one soul that we are believing to be transformed because of a wee bit of faith from two average kids.
I am going to be involved in a college age group starting on Friday nights with some stellar people. Brielle Hoffman, Allen Pedrum, and Adam Westly. We believe God has some seriously big plans for this group. We desire to build a real, strong,powerful community that is compelled by Love and filled with the Word. Please come and join us.
Bottom line. Jesus is Alive. Let's start living like it. Ask big. Read the Word, and believe with all your heart everything that it says. Test it out.Come spend your Friday night's with us. I dare you.

Give me a sign of your goodness, that my enemies may see it and be put to shame, for you O Lord, have helped me and comforted me.
Psalm 86:17