I officially broke my fast last night with a lovely dinner of baked chicken with onions and mushrooms and steamed asparagus in garlic and butter. Yesterday was a mess: I was miserable and weak all day and started getting a migraine. As soon as I decided that I wasn't going to wait until Monday, a level of calm and peace came over me. It was the peace that I had been looking for all through the fast, actually. Though I didn't make to Monday, I feel good about what I did. I also learned a great deal about myself, my body, my relationship to food and liquor.
I want to give a shout-out here to my good friend, without whom I would have broken down on Saturday afternoon. She joined me on my quest for cleansing and it was so helpful to have her to call when I was feeling weak. She also had conversations with others who fast on the regular and she got a lot of information about what not to do next time...not in winter, not on a weekend, etc.
Though I wasn't at all in a spiritual place during this fast, I have a new found appreciation of food. Food is great! I think I will try fasting again after the winter.
Time for lunch!