The First Mess...An Introduction

Hello, and welcome to Soul and Spoon! 

I am giddy to be back at it--writing, recipe developing and testing, and documenting my unconventional life, delicious, wholesome eats, high-velocity rants, spontaneous travels, and insight on how to live into your happiest, healthiest self. 

For those of you who don't know, I began my food and lifestyle blogging days as Wholeisticallyhaley. I was 18, a freshman in college, a newly diagnosed Celiac, and living on my own for the first time in my life. Combine all of those factors with the fact that I am naturally and pretty much chronically high-strung (working on it), I was...well...a bit lost. Already a gym rat and fitness fanatic, I was eager to get my health straightened out upon diagnosis in order to regain my strength and energy. I began learning how to cook and did extensive research on the healing, disease-reversing powers of food, and, desperate to feel normal again, pretty much went cold-turkey on sugar, caffeine, alcohol, and grains. And then...meat and eggs. And then...additional "trigger foods" that I was sure also caused inflammation such as certain spices, nightshades, the list goes on...

3 months into my freshman year of college I was down 30 pounds, clearly emaciated (to everyone but myself), with a case of good-intention-induced eating psychosis, or, as it has been deemed more recently, Orthorexia Nervosa. An obsession with eating purely. When I finally realized that the way I was living was anything but healthy, I was devastated. I realized I needed to redefine the word "healthy" for myself, and that I could not be preaching about self love, body image, or anything relative to a healthy lifestyle to the followers of Wholeisticallyhaley until I had recovered and rediscovered myself. I took time off, traveled, put everything back in my diet except for gluten and dairy. I spent a lot of time reflecting on who I am, what I love, and how I want to help and inspire others through my love of healthy living. And what healthy living truly means to me. 

In the past few months I've spent away from the keys of my computer, I've found both myself and balance in my life, found more inspiration in the kitchen, and I've also gone stark-raving mad because all I've wanted to do is WRITE. I'm back. It feels good. A fresh start. The first mess.