Beer Fast ~ Day 5, part 1
10 AM – When I was meditating yesterday day I felt this bubble of fury build up in me. A sphere of fiery red energy ballooned up and I was surrounded by anger, defensiveness, and fear. Could it be that as the fast proceeds and my body consumes the as-of-yet undigested burritos still stored in my intestines for God knows how long, that I would, on a parallel track, work through as-of-yet undigested emotions?
Beer Fast ~ Day 4
Today Liz and I took the train to Florence for a meeting with an excellent new friend of the Project, Doug Platt. He just happens to live in a former convent. It is a beautiful home with stunning grounds. It might have been the biggest challenge to the fast yet: sitting at the dinner table with Doug, Liz, and his three kids, while they ate what smelled like delicious arancini (traditional Roman fried rice balls stuffed with a variety of different things), ribs, green beans, porky somethingerothers, and salad. Luckily, I had a really good beer.
Beer Fast ~ Day 3
Today, Day 3, I got up at 6am to get to the office for an early morning my time, late evening in the States Skype call. So I’ve flopped the schedule for working in the morning and studio time in the evening. Liz got up that early too, to drive the clowns to the train station.
Beer Fast ~ Day 2
Nathan was fresh out of another meditation retreat. He said, “Wow. Have you ever fasted? Fasting and meditation really do go great together.”
Beer Fast ~ Day 1
Today, Charles, Molly, and I begin our 14 day fast, harkening back to the monks of yore who fasted for as many as 46 days, ingesting only water… and beer.