A Lovimco Story
Somewhere along the way, eating turned into something we rush through.
A fork in one hand, a phone in the other, mind halfway across the room.
Most women aren’t battling food itself; they’re battling noise.
The noise of responsibility, the noise of overwhelm, the noise of a mind that never quite switches off.
This mindful-eating journey started for me on one of those days where I felt disconnected from my body, my emotions, even my own hunger. I reached for food without knowing whether I was hungry or just exhausted.
That was the moment I decided to slow down and listen again.
This blog is a little window into that journey, not as an expert talking at you, but as a woman learning alongside you.
Step 1: Journaling — The Moment Awareness Began
When I first sat down to journal what I was eating, I thought it would be quick.
It wasn’t.
Once I started writing, I noticed something deeper beneath the food itself.
Things like:
“I needed comfort.”
“I was overwhelmed.”
“I hadn’t stopped all day.”
Meal after meal had little emotions tucked between the bites, and I hadn’t noticed any of them.
The awareness was gentle, not confronting. It reminded me of David’s prayer in Psalm 139 —
“Search me, God.”
It wasn’t a demand for perfection, but an invitation to understanding.
Journaling helped me see myself with that same compassion.
Awareness softened me. It brought me back to myself.
Step 2: The Hunger Scale — Hearing What My Body Was Actually Asking For
Using the hunger scale felt strange at first, like learning a language I used to know but forgot for a while.
Sometimes I paused before eating and realised I wasn’t hungry at all, I was tired, anxious, overstimulated, or simply needing a moment where nobody needed anything from me.
It was freeing to separate physical hunger from emotional hunger.
Not with judgment, but with honesty.
Honesty that sounded more like:
“Oh… now I understand.”
Our bodies whisper long before they shout.
This step helped me finally hear those whispers again.
Step 3: Removing Distractions — Rediscovering the Taste of My Own Food
One night I decided to eat without distractions.
No scrolling.
No TV.
No multitasking.
At first, it felt awkward.
I wasn’t used to giving myself full attention like that.
But after a few minutes, something shifted.
I tasted my food more deeply.
My shoulders loosened.
My breath slowed.
My whole nervous system felt like it exhaled.
It brought to mind Psalm 46:10,
“Be still, and know that I am God.”
I always read that as a quiet-time verse… but I realised stillness can be woven into something as simple as dinner.
Eating slowly turned out to be a kind of worship — not in formality, but in presence.
Step 4: Appreciation — Gratitude as Nourishment
The final step changed me quietly but profoundly.
As I sat with my meal, I began noticing the small miracles within it —
the soil it grew from,
the people who harvested it,
the hands that prepared it,
the journey it took to land on my plate.
Suddenly the food in front of me felt like more than nutrients.
It felt like provision.
Like a reminder of God’s kindness in the ordinary.
James 1:17 says every good gift comes from Him, and sometimes those gifts are humble — a simple plate of food that nourishes more than your stomach.
Gratitude slowed me down.
It made the moment feel whole, sacred, steadying.
And it made the meal taste better too.
Bringing the Journey Together
If I could describe mindful eating in one sentence, it would be this:
It’s not about eating perfectly; it’s about coming back to yourself.
Mindful eating invites you to:
✨ Notice instead of judge.
✨ Slow down instead of rush.
✨ Listen instead of override.
✨ Honour your body instead of ignoring it.
✨ Find peace in small moments instead of waiting for big ones.
Through each step, I found myself feeling more connected — emotionally, physically, spiritually. Not because I changed everything overnight, but because I gave myself permission to be present.
And in that presence, I sensed something I’d been missing:
a quieter, kinder version of me.
The one God has been gently leading me back to.
If any part of this journey speaks to you, take it as an invitation to begin your own.
Just one small step.
One quiet pause.
One gentle moment of awareness.
That’s all it takes to start returning to yourself — one mindful meal at a time.
