Cleaning Up Another Holiday

Dear Sugary Traditions,

You are strong and sneaky. You show up right when I think I have you all figured out. When my family's journey back to health began in the fall, you showed up as Halloween and I vowed to begin getting clean with food on November 1st (because one more time wouldn't be that bad). That was the last time you got me, and you got me good.

On the evening of Halloween, my little girl's gut had already been wiped of anything strong to fight your false joy wrapped in beautiful, glowing paper. You see, I didn't realize that the 9-day antibiotic treatment for her ear infection just 2- weeks prior had set her body up for 'the perfect storm'.

Following the rush of your promised happiness came a crash filled with illness, countless absences from school, confusion, and another proposed treatment of antibiotics. This was the turning point where my intuition looked you right in the face and saw what you were really about . . . and guess what? You were never about my children's highest good.

And so the path to healing with nutrition began.

Sometimes, when people make attempts to eliminate something, they create a war within their minds and bodies in an effort to fight the thing that is causing them harm. The message of war can sound like love or hate depending on the moment. Sometimes it says, "Everybody eats this way, it can't be that bad.", "We'll eat healthy tomorrow.", "Everybody gets sick and medicine will brings us back to good health."

I am grateful for my yoga and meditation practice because at this critical point I leaned into the gifts it offered me.  I knew deep down that a fight in my head was the last thing my children and I needed. We needed to surrender. I had heard that expression time and time again, but when 3am wakes you out of a sound sleep and you realize you do not know what to do - you let go. You admit that you don't know where to start and you trust that guidance will come in ways that stretch way beyond your current scope of imagination and knowledge.

Letting go of what I believed was right about sugary traditions, turned into creative ideas that support my family's emotional and physical well being.  Wow, imagine that? A day filled with regulated moods, optimal energy levels, and finding joy in the biggest overlooked place of all - yourself.

For those of you who are curious about our Easter baskets this year, my daughter loved receiving new colored pencils to support her joy for art, a book about dogs (because she thinks she is one), and a fluffy bunny to snuggle with at night. And here's the sweetest part - after finding her basket, she proclaimed, "The Easter Bunny knows I'm healthy!"

Wishing you all a beautiful Passover, Easter, and Spring filled with fresh starts - wherever they are calling for your surrender.

Namaste,

Elizabeth

Elizabeth Goranson is the President of Stretch What Matters, LLC. Known for her humor, enthusiasm and passion for her work, Elizabeth leads captivating workshops and trainings on yoga and mindfulness for children with special needs. Her primary focus is teaching educators and parents to use yoga as a vehicle for teaching body and mind awareness, self-regulation skills, and social thinking skills. The company’s patented visual yoga system is a critical success factor for Stretch What Matters™ program participants.