a week of fasting, release, and lightness
i joined a seven-day detox challenge recently. whole foods only—no sugar, no stimulants, no processed anything. simple. clean. earth food.
by day two, i felt the pull to take it deeper. i started eating just one meal a day. not out of discipline. not to prove anything. but because i could feel my body asking for more space. more quiet. less input.
one meal a day. seven days.
here’s what came through.
physically
the first few days were shaky. some fatigue. a bit of a headache. my body adjusting to the new rhythm. but by the third day, i felt light. clear. i had more energy—not the jittery kind, but something steady. i could do more with less. my body felt efficient, precise. no bloating. no heaviness. just a clean burn.
mentally
there was space. so much space. my thoughts slowed down. i didn’t realize how often i reached for food out of habit—just to interrupt a moment, avoid silence. without that pattern, my mind had room to settle. i could focus. i could finish things. i was present.
emotionally
i started crying on day two. and i didn’t stop for a few days. not a sad kind of cry—but something deeper. like my body finally had permission to release what it had been holding. old grief. little heartbreaks. things i didn’t even know were still in me. fasting gives these things space to move. i wasn’t overwhelmed. in fact, i felt happier. lighter. like a weight i didn’t know i was carrying was gone.
spiritually
fasting is devotion to lightness—not just of body, but of being. without the constant pull of digestion, i could feel more. my sensitivity dialed up. my dreams became vivid—like visions. i could hear my intuition louder. the way i pray changed. the way i listen changed. i remembered how much wisdom lives in stillness. how much guidance shows up when we finally get quiet.
what i’m taking with me
fasting isn’t for everyone. and this isn’t advice. this is just what i noticed. how my body responded. how my spirit opened. how my emotions unclogged. one meal a day gave me more than just physical clarity—it brought me back to myself.
sometimes the most nourishing thing we can do is pause.
not to escape.
but to feel what’s really there.
fasting is not about deprivation. it’s about devotion.
to space.
to clarity.
to truth.