fasting, day six
What I have realized about fasting is that regardless of whether I'm eating (you know, that time of the month) or not, unless I get up early in the morning to say prayers and eat, I don't actually *feel* like I am fasting. Isn't that interesting?
For the past couple of days, I have not had my morning prayer/eating time - either because I had to get up earlier in order to go to work (4:15am in order to get to work by 5:00am) or because I just didn't get up to eat in the morning because I decided to sleep in. And this has totally thrown me off! It's so odd. In just a few days, I had become very accustomed to the habit of waking up early to pray and eat before sunrise. I was really enjoying that time of day, listening to the birds singing, sitting in solitude and journaling, blogging, emailing or whatever. It has been a very reflective time for me, and, it seems, unless I have that time each day, I don't feel like I am fasting.
Go figure.