It’s about 1:00 pm when I pull into Green Mountain.
It’s the third time in four years that I’ve made my way up Fox Lane, heading toward the place that would, did, and still is changing my life.
The sky is clear and the ground is coated in a thin layer of vanilla snow. It looks magical from the outside, and as soon as I open the doors – I feel at ease.
I’m home again.
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And I’m not just saying this because it’s what I’m “supposed to say.” I fell in love with their energy, their humor, their compassion… and most of all – their strength.
Now, there were a lot of differences among us –
- How old we were
- Where we came from
- How our stories started
- What moments or events lead us up Fox Lane on that particular December day
But we all had one thing in common – emotional eating, emotional overeating, or binge eating is a part of our lives in one way or another.
Whether it was someone’s first time or she was a seasoned alum looking for a safe place to recharge, we were there together – no judgment, no pressure, no expectations.
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Thursday night through Sunday afternoon, we talked and listened, laughed and cried. We found an effortless connection with people who had been strangers – just minutes, hours, or days before.
But at Green Mountain, time doesn’t have the same meaning. It can take just one caring look, one honest word, or one welcomed embrace to create an unbreakable bond.
On top of that hill, you can find yourself surrounded by a type of understanding you never thought possible. At least that has been my experience, and I don’t think I’m alone.
Someone Else Gets Me!
Throughout the weekend, women responded to each other’s anxieties, fears, and hopes. As validation flooded the room you could hear waves of excitement, joy, and relief wash over a dozen and a half brave bodies.
“I thought I was the only one.
You do that, too??
I’m so relieved it’s not just me.
You have no idea how much better it makes me feel just knowing someone else does that!”
For the first time, many women finally got to say the things they don’t always feel comfortable saying out loud – even to their closest family members or friends back home.
While these people in our daily lives get us… they can’t always understand what we’re going through when it comes to our complicated relationships with food and the process of eating, overeating, or bingeing.
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Our loved ones can sympathize, yes. And many do the best they can to help us feel heard and accepted. I have a handful of wonderful people who will give me an ear or a shoulder any time, any place, any day.
But empathy is an entirely different story. By no fault of their own, our parents, coworkers, best friends, or partners aren’t always able to swaddle us in the kind of support and understanding we sometimes need.
The Freedom Of Reconnecting With Myself Again
That’s why Green Mountain can feel so good for the soul – we can fully immerse ourselves in unadulterated healing. We can reflect without extrinsic interruption, we can breathe at our own pace, and we can learn how to take care of ourselves starting from the very core.
Every time I leave Green Mountain, I feel a sense of freedom. I head back to “real life” with a polished enthusiasm for my life.
And I’m reminded once again – that I matter… to myself.
Just The Right Amount of “Intense”
When I say that weekend was intensive – I mean it. We took part in 14 classes… in less than 2 ½ days! We learned (or refreshed our memories) on such topics as:
- Managing Your Life Without Turning to Food (it’s possible. It’s not easy but it’s possible.)
- Healing Your Relationship With Your Body (my most difficult task to date…)
- Self-Compassion (…what’s THAT? Sadly, I admit that I had nearly forgotten…)
- Change (and how friggin’ hard it can be)
It was a lot to discuss in such a short time and yet it wasn’t too much. Many topics, concepts, and strategies were written down and given to us in a binder so that we could take home a physical copy of all of the new knowledge we’d discovered.
The experience, education, and wisdom that the Green Mountain experts brought to each class were inspiring. I didn’t feel like I was being fed any (pardon my language) bullsh*t. When we had questions – they had answers. When we needed to cry it out – they passed the tissues. When we started a chain of laughter – they joined in. They were there with us and for us.
Finally, after years of dieting, emotionally overeating, or binging – we were handed tools that didn’t involve restricting, living by the scale, counting calories, or berating ourselves for our coping skills. If I had to boil it down into one sentence – that weekend was about learning how to eat to live, instead of living to eat.
A Part of Something Revolutionary
I’ve believed in this program since my first visit in 2011, but this weekend I was able to step outside of my own head here and there to witness the experiences of others. I felt like was a part of something important, something revolutionary. And I can’t help but think that the sea of faces and the chorus of voices that surrounded me – felt similarly.
If I met you that weekend and you happen to be reading this post – thank you being part of an experience my inner child will never forget and that my healing soul with always remember. You have impacted my life. You have changed me.
Until Next Time,