A forty-year-old woman named Judy walks into her work two minutes after 8 am. That is two minutes late. Her co-workers stare at her as she tiptoes to her desk. She puts her coat on her chair as she presses the “On” button to get her computer started. ” Ready for another day,” she thinks as she puts her coffee to the left and slides her egg-mcmuffin lunch in the office fridge.
She thinks to herself, “Another day, another dollar.” After all, this gives her a paycheck in order to feed the kids, live in her downtown apartment and afford the occasional “must haves” once people see her wear the same clothes each week. As a data processor, she processes everyone else’s data. What about her own?
According to Merriam-Webster, “data processing is the process of putting information into a computer so that the computer can organize it and change its form.” The data processor “converts raw data to machine-readable form and its subsequent processing (as storing, updating, rearranging, or printing out) by a computer.
After hours, which seem like years, Judy is starving after no breakfast and coffee all morning, and takes her lunch at 1:00. It’s Tuesday! She leaves the egg mcmuffin, (it should be good by tomorrow) and went across the street to the corner cafe for her favorite Tuesday special. As she crosses the street she thinks, “every Tuesday I order the same Tuesday special-The meatball parm.” She always feels sluggish around 3 pm. and realized she in fact LIVES A PROCESSED LIFE.
See, the body is a very complex machine, consisting of many individual, interconnected and separate parts. Each machine, whether is be the heart, kidney or the lung function at its own individual speed, yet all “know” how to function in a specific relationship to one other. Our body processes the food we put in it, so why make this process more difficult?
If the body gives you the gift of processing what you put inside of it, why would you feed your temple processed junk? Not only does the body store, update, rearrange, and print out (we all excrete!) just as Judy does at her job, but it stores all of the hazardous chemicals in our internal gut, intestines, and eventually we end up paying the bills at the Doctors office because of our decision to choose processed over purity. We may not be able to update our bodies like the newest processing system, but we can sure as hell proceed to feed properly.
Rid yourself of a processed life, processed and pasteurized foods, and soon you will rid your bloat, headaches, stress and all the other “junk.” Get rid of the SPAM folder. Disable the cookies. I may not be tech-savvy, but your body certainly is.
Living a Processed Life 