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PASSION
So this is where it all began for me. From a very young age I was fascinated about the human body and what makes us hum and thrive, motivated by the desire to be the very best version of myself. I instinctively knew that surely nutrition had to play a massive role in our health (even though mainstream doctors would say it makes no difference). Forever searching and experimenting with various dietary regimes (from blood type diet, to vegan to vegetarian) it wasn’t until I stumbled upon the works of Dr Weston A Price (through my beloved friend and naturopath Anthia Koullouros) that I learned, quite simply, that the answer is eating what we are biologically designed to eat based on our evolutionary past (which is universally an omnivorous diet rich in nutrient-dense whole unprocessed foods) as tailored to individual physiology (to take account of things like gut dysfunction, allergies, chronic infections, immune dysregulation and genetic polymophisms...ultimately with the goal of fully healing oneself so that the full plethora of nutrient-dense traditional wholefoods can be consumed #goodtimes).
Anthropological evidence tells us that we evolved to eat wild seafood, pastured animal products, natural fats (such as olive oil, coconut oil, egg yolks, the fat on pastured and wild meat), organ meats, bone broths, fresh and cultured vegetables, and nuts and seeds properly prepared. We also know that we are NOT designed to eat processed and artificial foods (refined sugar, refined flour, industrial seed oils) and nor are we designed to eat large amounts of grains and legumes and if we do eat them in small to moderate quantities they should always be properly prepared (through soaking, sprouting and fermenting) in the way that all traditional societies prepared them pre industrialisation. Illness and disease occurs when there is a mistmatch between our biology (what we are designed for) and what we actually eat or do with our bodies (our environment).
Marvellous! Simply, marvellous! Except for the fact that this turns the conventional food period upside down and inside out. We are told by modern dietetics to avoid saturated fat like the plague, to avoid cholesterol rich foods like coconut oil, egg yolks, fatty meat and full fat dairy. We are told that low-fat, skim and fat-free foods are best. We are told to eat grains until they come out of our ears (with no reference to refined versus properly prepared). We are told to eat “heart healthy” vegetable oils like canola, cottonseed and margarine. And we are not educated about the source and processing of food at all because the diet dictocrats don’t think it matters.
When I found out that the conventional food period that I had been strictly following for the vast majority of life was a complete and utter farce, I experienced emotions not dissimilar to hearing about the sudden death of a close friend:
- Disbelief (“no way, it can’t be wrong! I mean how could the government get it wrong?!?!”).
- Then anger. And lots of it! (“I’ve been eating the exact opposite of what I’m supposed to eat!! You mean to tell me that I’ve been lied to all my life and it’s the been the cause of all my health problems?!?! Are you freakin’ kidding me?!?”).
- To then depression (“Woe is me. My health is f#$ked. I’m never going to get better. I’ve stuff it all up. I’m a walking mess. I’m forever spending money on my health”).
- To then feeling stressed and overwhelmed to piece together and comprehend a whole new dietary paradigm (“Ok, so how does this all work again? Please explain it to be one more time Anthia!!”)
- To then acceptance of what is. (“Ok I can’t change the food pyramid and being angry and stressed is futile, and my partner and friends think I’m crazy for even considering a nutrient-dense unprocessed ancestral diet but I have total control over what I eat and this stuff really resonates with me so deeply so maybe, just maybe, I can do what I think is right regardless of what others think and let’s see what happens….”)
And then ultimately passion. Passion in all its glory. Passion in the full sense of the word. Passion to take back control of my health and my life. Passion to restore the health of my baby boy who, on a grain-based low-fat conventional food pyramid diet, ended up in hospital at 11 months with bronchial pneumonia and rounds of antibiotics. Ok, so let’s get cracking! Let the healin’ begin!!! BUT! The wholefoods scene in Sydney 10 years ago was a very different story from what you see today. No one was making and selling pastured bone broths, chicken liver pate, broth-based soups and casseroles, slow cooked meals, raw fermented veggies, kombucha, beet kvass, water kefir, raw treats without refined sugars or agave, or super crispy activated nuts. No one. Desperation breeds creativity. What did I do? I got back in the kitchen and started making from scratch the very foods my family and I needed to not just to survive but to thrive. And thrive we did. Within a matter of months all our health problems “vanished”. Anti-depressants were redundant, my periods resumed, I stopped breaking bones and needing constant osteo-skeletal support, my kids and I stopped getting sick, my energy levels and mental clarity soared. All this just from changing our diet! From simply fuelling ourselves with the very foods that we are designed to eat, the mismatch between genes and environment diminished and we could start firing on all 6 cylinders. And what did I want to do? SHOUT MY MESSAGE OUT TO THE WORLD. FROM THE ROOFTOPS. LOUD AND CLEAR. FOOD IS MEDICINE!! That’s passion. It was the little spark inside me that ignited that thought “Hey, there’s nothing unique about my family and I. If we can heal our bodies through changing our diet, then so can you and I want to show you how to do it really easily and I want to share with you all that I have learnt to make it super simple for you!” So I started selling the nourishing foods I was making that was surplus to my family’s needs to my friends and then friends of friends and the circle kept expanding and expanding until 1 stock pot turned into 2, then 3 then 7, and 1 dehydrator quickly turned into 11, and 1 helper turned into 10! I then started running cooking classes to show busy time poor mums how to make ferments, bone broths, pate and other nutrient-dense wholesome fare for their family, and I started sitting down with people in one on one health coaching sessions to demystify all the confusion around nutrition so by the time they walked out my door they were crystal clear.
Passion is the fire that burns inside you that no one can smother. There may be nay-sayers in the process that will try to side-line you. A partner who thinks you're into “quack science” and resists any change that conflicts with the mainstream (because it's very safe and comforting to follow the crowd). A friend who belittles you for being the only person in the entire cinema to be drinking bone broth instead of coke zero (“Just you watch me make a business out of it” I told her, to which she rolled her eyes “As if!”). And another friend who says that with my 2 degrees and a university medal in commerce and law I am “above bagging nuts for a living”. So why did I continue bagging nuts and walk away from a successful 10 year legal career? Passion. Some relationships broke down in the process of living my truth. True friends will support and champion you no matter what.
Follow your passion. Always.