Now when I look back I can see that I was not tuned into the water fast experience. It was the first time for me and I had no real concept of what it was. Now after my short little experiment I have a clearer picture of what it is all about. I think that next time I do it, it is going to be a more genuine experience.

I do not see what I did as a failure. It is probably good to do a short little try-out to get a feeling of what it is all about, before actually doing “the real thing”. Anyway, I started the first of April so it is easy to know the date. Day one (1) is thus first of April 2005, and the last day, day eleven is the eleventh (11) of April. Here is the journal:

    Day 1: I made a clear commitment yesterday night, and thus today I am not hungry, I do not crave food, and everything feels fine. Being clear and steady of mind, totally “forgetting” food lets me change in a heartbeat with no or minimal “problems”.

    Day 2: It still feels good, natural and easy.

    Day 3: I have a lot of heartburn. It is terribly annoying. It might be that my liver is still producing acid and bile as a way to cleanse itself, perhaps its only way to flush out small stones, poison or whatever. It might also be that I am spending a lot of time with my friends, helping them with cooking food and going with them to restaurants. My philosophy is that if I cannot live among so called food and be unconcerned then I am not ready to be a fruitarian. Perhaps smelling all that food while eating nothing makes my system produce acid in anticipation. Anyway, I had to drink a lot of water to counteract the irritating feeling. Perhaps it was my body’s way to get me to drink more water. Perhaps it needed a lot more water to cleanse itself than what I was providing. In the evening I had severe pains through my whole body, especially in an old neck injury.

    Day 4: When I woke up the next morning all pains were gone. It was as if I never had them.

    Day 5: It still is easy, feels natural. Starting to get used to the state, and at times it feels like I could live like this permanently, that is to be an “Aquarian”. However, I like fruit too much so I have no plans in that direction whatsoever.

    Day 6: Still feels natural and easy.

    Day 7: Today is somewhat different. Things shift. I feel a kind of emptiness, and noticed that I wanted to listen to music. When I did that then I felt good. It was like I was “hungry” for music. I had to have it. Had heartburn agian. Very annoying, but I drink a lot of water and things are fine again.

    Day 8: Everything is still fine. Went to town 0730 and came back 2300. A very active day running around all day. I have a lot of energy.

    Day 9: A friend thought I looked pale, but I felt strong. However, when I really felt deeply I felt that as if I had very low blood pressure.

    Day 10: All is fine.

    Day 11: Today is very different. I feel a little tired, but mostly I feel a need to meditate. I did so basically the whole day. This day felt like the “real thing” more than the other days. I was getting something out of the water fast “spiritually”. I had the feeling that I had gone about the whole thing a little “wrongly”.

These were my eleven days of water fasting. On day twelve I went into my favourite Thai shop and found that they had just got the first fresh Durians of the year. I decided to eat almost a whole Durian. It was very delicious. A few hours later I had four avocados. Then I went to bed.

My insight into water fasting is that I should do a lot more meditation and spiritual work while fasting. This does not mean I cannot train physically. I did that while fasting this time; going to the gym and so on. In fact, I think I will train even more next time. However, what I missed in the beginning was to meditate a lot while fasting. Not doing that was my “mistake”. Anyway, on the whole it was a very nice experience, and after it I do not feel so “in need” of food. I feel freer somehow. I still love fruit though and will continue eating it. To me, the water fast is like a cure or something, a temporary thing. My constant “thing” is fruitarianism.

Hugs, Fredrik