Clean Plate Club

Clean Plate Club                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           I remember on the 4th day of Geneen Roth’s Women Food and God retreat, eating my lunch in silence. I had eaten half my lunch and was full/satisfied. Looking at my plate of food which would soon be dumped into the compost bin brought up so many old thoughts and feelings. I was brought up with the Clean Plate Club.  My parents and relatives would occasionally clap their hands when I had eaten all the food on my plate. I had to sit at the table until all the food on my plate was eaten.  Instead of leaning to trust my body as my fullness guide, I learned to use external signals, like a clean plate, to determine when I had had enough. Stopping eating when full was so foreign. To this day, sometimes I still feel a little twinge in my gut when I throw food away.  Occasionally I still hear the voice in my head that says, “Don’t be wasteful! Eat all the food on your plate. I had better eat this now because I might get hungry later?”  My response back to this voice is, “I’m not hungry. Throw it away or throw it in my body. Either way it’s waste.”

Imagine if we clapped our hands and praised our children when they stopped eating when they were full!  Imagine if we celebrated ourselves when we stopped eating when we were full!   I say, celebrate!

“I Like You”

This morning I was babysitting my 3 year old Grandson Vincent for just an hour. I’ve had a strong connection with him since his birth and I’m absolutely blessed that he lives just 3 miles from me!  About 50 minutes into our play together, he turned to me and said “I like you.” I told him that I liked him too. His genuine, unprompted expression of caring for me touched my heart so deeply that I was overflowing with love and gratitude for his presence in my life.

My grandson’s touching voice of affection led me to question when I had last said to someone, “I like you.” I couldn’t remember! I do remember when my children were teenagers occasionally thinking, “I love you immensely but I don’t like you very much this moment.”  In fact I verbally stated those words a few days ago to my new puppy after she chewed up a cord (not plugged in), dug a hole in the yard and pooped on the floor!

“I like you.” How often do you say that to someone? What does it mean to you? To me it means that I enjoy being with you. I like who you are. I am grateful that you are in my life. And, today I commit to telling 3 (or more) people “I like you” after I acknowledge the ways I like myself!

“What you pay attention to grows. Pay attention to your loveliness, your magnificent self. Begin now.”  Geneen Roth, Women Food and God.