Somewhere along the line, we stopped trusting our bodies. Moms stopped trusting their children to know when they were full and created the “clean your plate” generation. This could be the reason why we have to rely on numbers. Numbers on the scale, numbers in calories, number of push ups to counter the number of slices or scoops. Our bodies are alien planets to us.
If we could re-learn the art of listening and responding to our body’s cues, we could start detangling the messages and stimuli around us (food ads and stressors) which are leading us to food just for the sake of consumption, from the actual messages that our bodies give us to tell us when we’re hungry, thirsty, needing fresh nutrition, ready to stop.
I believe the act of trusting our bodies would cause the consumption of smaller portions, to curb hunger and a larger variety to satisfy our body’s need for a wide range of nutrients.
No numbers needed."
A student blows up at a teacher, drops the F-bomb. The usual approach at Lincoln – and, safe to say, at most high schools in this country – is automatic suspension. Instead, Sporleder sits the kid down and says quietly: “Wow. Are you OK? This doesn’t sound like you. What’s going on?”
He gets even more specific: “You really looked stressed. On a scale of 1-10, where are you with your anger?” The kid was ready. Ready, man! For an anger blast to his face….”How could you do that?” “What’s wrong with you?”…and for the big boot out of school. But he was NOT ready for kindness.
The armor-plated defenses melt like ice under a blowtorch and the words pour out: “My dad’s an alcoholic. He’s promised me things my whole life and never keeps those promises.” The waterfall of words that go deep into his home life, which is no piece of breeze, end with this sentence: “I shouldn’t have blown up at the teacher.” Whoa.