Sometimes we starve ourselves and end up wanting to act out more often than had we attempted a moderate balance.
Sometimes I feel like I've been starving since we moved to SF. We eat a whole lotta veggies and homemade soups 'round here. Yum, yes. But sometimes I want some richer, more meaty foods. Like meat. I want more meat (even though philosophically I could easily be vegetarian).
Sometimes I crave the television. I curl up with a good book and then spot the remote and I'm reminded that I have cable. Oh God.
Sometimes we just want sugar and caffiene. Perhaps our nursing friends could hook us up with an IV?
Oh, I should never talk about "living into greater wholeness".