We have discussed the incompatibility of our genes with our current living environment in general, we have discussed food in general and exercise in general. So what more is there? Another matter that definitely deserves attention in this series is the effect of stress on our sense of well-being. Not only do we have too much stress these days, the stress is also completely different from the kind we are evolutionarily used to.
Of course, if it was as simple as just changing your dietary habits and – lo presto – you are in good health, we wouldn’t be having this talk now, would we? There is more to good health than what you put inside your mouth. It also what you put out: exercise. Now, I don’t really like to use the word ‘exercise’, since it always makes me think that it is something that you don’t know how to do by nature. And that is so not true.
In Beginning at the start – part 1 I hope to have established that we, our collection of genes that make up the organism that we are, came into existence under completely different circumstances than those we are living in nowadays. In other words, we were ‘made’ for a different living environment altogether. We hit the surface of the problems that we face when we talked about never being thirsty or hungry anymore and the work load that we have. But there’s more.
Well, you have to start somewhere. Why not at the beginning? In the beginning there was earth and a whole load of evolution going on. Then, after millions and millions and millions of years, there was mankind. More millions of years later, or rather 200,000 years ago there was what seems to be our first common ancestor. Homo Sapiens had arrived at the scene.
A warm welcome to my blog page. My name is Emma. I am a woman in her forties, Dutch by birth, globetrotter by nature, married, two children. Therapist, teacher, writer, permaculturist, home educator, musician, not necessarily in that order. Daughter, daughter in law, sister, friend, etcetera. These are quite a lot of things you now know about me, but you still don’t know who I am. Heck, I might not even know who I am!
