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Raw Foods: My Experience Going 100% Raw

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Raw Foods: My Experience Going 100% Raw

Tracy Partridge-Johnson
Apr 17, 2011
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Raw Foods: My Experience Going 100% Raw

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My Introduction to Raw Foods

I feel it's essential I tell you about my introduction to the raw foods lifestyle and why I developed the Eighty Percent Raw Plan.

The process started on September 6th, 2001. My husband and I were on a business trip to New York City just five days before 911. It was just a quick over-nighter, so early the following day, we made the long flight back to Portland.

Four days later, we were on yet another business trip to the east coast, but this time our destination was Tampa, Florida. We arrived late on the evening of September 10th, and, as you know, at 8:00 am the following day, all hell broke loose. The gravity of our situation quickly sunk in as we realized that we were stranded in Tampa, 3,000 miles away from home. Our teenage children were in Portland, all by themselves, and we had no idea what to expect next. In addition to all of this, I received a phone call from my oldest son in Texas, who had recently enlisted with the United States Army National Guard Reserves, informing me that he was on red alert awaiting orders to report for Basic Training. I was in a high state of anxiety but doing my best to stay calm and balanced. What a relief it was three days later to learn the airport in Tampa was re-opening sooner than anticipated, and we would be able to return home within the week. After returning to Oregon, we tried to adopt an optimistic attitude that life would return to normal. But, like everyone else, our reality had been severely shaken. And it wasn't long before it became glaringly apparent that this experience would not be without its profound repercussions.

Long Story Short

One month later, on October 10th, 2001, I found out for the first time what it feels like to have a spontaneous panic attack. Little did I realize at the time the impact these episodes would have on my life for years to come.

This whole sequence of events began a domino effect that would ultimately lead to the development of my Eighty Percent Raw diet and lifestyle plan. But, at that point in time, all I knew was that something inside me had broken, and I wanted nothing more than to fix it.

Fortunately, my mother taught me to trust my intuition and the wisdom found in nature at an early age. We weren't a family who went to the doctor for every little cough or cold that came along. I can probably count on two hands the number of times I visited our family physician during my childhood and adolescent years. Though I occasionally took over-the-counter pain relievers or allergy medications, I learned to prepare home remedies and concoctions based on natural herbs and foods such as lemon, apple cider vinegar, honey, garlic, olive oil, and the like for healing whatever might ail me. Mom also taught us that diet plays an enormous role in our overall health and well-being. This training served me well when I was confronted with this breakdown in my body's immune system later in life.

In Retrospect

I have to say that, if nothing else, having those panic attacks taught me many valuable lessons. I learned about the power of pharmaceutical drugs to harm our bodies. The contrast was especially stark compared to the gentle healing properties of whole and living foods. And I was flat astonished that the doctor I visited didn't even bother to ask any questions about my diet or make suggestions regarding what I ate. I expected a healthcare professional would offer dietary advice to alter my chemistry and potentially heal my miserable condition. I knew, at an intuitive level, that this was the key to my healing.

Through this experience, I became more acutely in tune with my own body and its nutritional needs.

I began experimenting with different foods to discover which might improve and exacerbate my system's panic tendencies. I had a firm belief that "you are what you eat" and possessed first-hand knowledge that the food and beverages we consume directly affect the chemical balance in our bodies. Even though I was still eating much more cooked food than raw at that point, I was beginning to learn about foods that might contribute to a sense of calm and well-being and began incorporating more of these foods into my daily menus. I also investigated foods that might agitate or excite, and I avoided these like the plague. At this time in my life, I decided to eliminate all processed foods, such as; refined grains, refined white sugar, all dairy products, artificial sweeteners, caffeinated beverages, and other non-whole foods from my diet. And I began to experience a level of healing as a result.

I Lost Weight Eating Raw Foods

I shed pounds and experienced a significant improvement following a raw foods plan, which sustained me for several years.

Fast forward to 2007, when I was observing the slow but steady decline in my dad's health. His condition not only made me concerned for his well-being but also fed into fears I was suppressing about what the future looked like if I followed in his footsteps. All these factors resulted in my seemingly random introduction to raw foods.

My dad suffered a double heart attack about ten years before this time. He subsequently experienced many other health problems, the least of which were not the multiple mini-strokes that were beginning to significantly impact his memory, motor skills, and cognitive abilities.

My father was a brilliant man, an aeronautical engineer by profession, and I always took great pride in his intellect. So it was very deeply disturbing for me to see such a decline in not only his physical capabilities but, more significantly, in his mental health.

Mom Thought She Was a Health-Nut

Even though Mom always tried to prepare healthy, home-cooked meals, we consumed the Standard American Diet (SAD). Family meals consisted of mostly cooked foods that contained an awful lot of wheat flour. Even though Mom insisted on baking with only unbleached flour, we ate plenty of white flour products. Noodles, tortillas, pizzas, store-bought doughnuts, coffee cakes, cookies, and crackers heavily supplemented her home-baked goods. Frequently there were potato chips, Ritz, and graham crackers to snack on. Breakfast was cold or hot cereal with milk and sugar, pancakes, waffles, or a couple of slices of cinnamon toast (made with margarine, white table sugar, and cinnamon). Lunches were cheap deli meat and cheese sandwiches or leftover casserole or stew from a prior evening's meal. Dinners were generally a noodle-based casserole, which contained a cream or cheese sauce and meat of some kind. We also had lots of homemade soups and stews or mashed potatoes with gravy and plenty of margarine. Vegetables typically came from a can, or sometimes we had some over-cooked frozen kind. Fruits came from a bottle that Mom put up herself because she thought this was a healthier option than buying canned fruit from the store. But in reality, these fruits were heavily cooked and saturated in sugar syrup. Homemade muffins or dinner rolls regularly accompanied our evening meal. And most nights, we also had desserts of ice cream, homemade cake, or cookies. The only raw foods mom insisted on having alongside whatever else she served for dinner was coleslaw or a basic green salad made of iceberg lettuce, shredded carrot, sliced radish, and scallions. But it was almost an afterthought for the rest of us, and we rarely, if ever, ate it.

Is This Sounding Familiar to You?

So, that's essentially the diet Dad lived on his entire adult life. He also liked to "treat himself" to jugs full of Flavor-Ade (prepared with a cupful of white sugar per gallon) and cans of Chef Boy-R-Dee ravioli. You can imagine how all of this might wreak havoc in his body. Dad's diet very likely led to his ill health and death.

But they didn't know any better in those days. We believed that Mom choosing not to feed us Wonderbread and checking labels for "artificial preservatives" put us smack dab in the center of the health-food crowd.

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