Eating...What's your reason for it?

Food for thought...
There is a story I heard a number of years ago. It goes something like this:

There was a particularly hard winter that caused deer to migrate from their homes in the mountains further down into a valley where a city resided below. The residents worried for the deer and decided to help. They put out bales and bales of hay for the deer and were happy to feed them.

The deer later died of starvation. Why?
The autopsy provided the answer. The deer's bellies were full of hay their bodies could not process.

A recent "dinner party" for pans I attended brought up the same point. Are we eating to be fed or eating to be nurished?

Normally I am content with my ability to nurish my family. I didn't realize how hard it can be for traveling folks until I went on a business trip with my husband. I felt like I was going to starve with so few options available to me in the airports and in cities with no vegan friendly restaurants. Yet, there were options (thank you grocery store for carrying Larabar's!) and I survived. I'm afraid my husband, thrilled with the tantalizing non-veg options in front of him, didn't fare as well. He ended up being more hungry than I was, even after eating his meals.

Rather than diet, maybe just take a look and answer the question: Am I eating to be fed, or eating to be nurished?

Your body will thank you for the nurishment, everytime.