Alright, so you’ve probably heard me mention this “pendulum weight loss” thing a few times, and I figured it’s about time I shared the whole story of how that went down. It was quite the adventure, let me tell you.
It all started a while back. I was flipping through one of those slightly out-there magazines, you know the type, and there was this article. It wasn’t very scientific, more about intuition and energies, but something about it just caught my eye. The idea was simple: use a pendulum to help you make better food choices. I was struggling a bit with my eating habits, feeling a bit stuck, so I thought, “Heck, why not give it a try? What have I got to lose, besides a few pounds, hopefully?”
My Little Pendulum Experiment Kicks Off
So, the first thing I did was get myself a pendulum. Didn’t go for anything too fancy, just a simple little crystal on a chain from a local craft fair. I read up a bit more – mostly online blogs and forums, nothing too official. The general gist was you hold the pendulum over food, and it would swing a certain way for “yes, good for you” and another for “no, probably not.”
I had to “program” it first, or so they said. I spent an evening holding it, asking it to show me “yes” and show me “no.”
For me, it seemed to settle on:
- Clockwise circle: That was a ‘yes’.
- Back and forth line: That was a ‘no’.
- Counter-clockwise circle: Apparently, this meant ‘maybe’ or ‘rephrase the question,’ which honestly just added to the confusion later.
The next morning, I was all set to start. I stood in my kitchen, pendulum in hand. First up: the leftover pizza from the night before. I dangled the pendulum over it, trying to keep my hand steady and my mind “open.” It kind of wiggled, then slowly started a small clockwise circle. Pizza for breakfast? My pendulum seemed to think so! Then I tried it over a banana. It swung back and forth – a definite ‘no’ according to my chart. This was going to be interesting.
Living the Pendulum Life
I really committed to it for a few weeks. Before every meal, every snack, out came the pendulum. My family got quite a kick out of it. My husband would just shake his head and chuckle, especially when the pendulum told me to skip the salad but go for the extra serving of mashed potatoes. The kids just thought it was another one of Mom’s quirky phases.
Shopping trips became an ordeal. There I was in the supermarket aisle, discreetly trying to get a read on a loaf of bread or a type of cheese. I’m sure I got some funny looks. Sometimes, I’d get conflicting answers for the same food on different days. Or it would just hang there, limp, giving me nothing. That was frustrating. I’d stand there thinking, “Come on, just tell me if I can eat the cookies!”
I tried to be diligent, I really did. I kept a little notebook for a while, jotting down what the pendulum “said” and what I ate. I was hoping to see some pattern, some wisdom emerge. But honestly, a lot of its choices seemed pretty random, or worse, they seemed to align suspiciously with what I secretly wanted to eat anyway. That chocolate bar? A very enthusiastic yes! The steamed broccoli? A very dead stop.
So, What Happened with the Weight?
Well, after about a month of this, I stepped on the scale. And… nothing. No significant change. Maybe a pound down, then a pound up the next week. The usual fluctuations. I wasn’t magically shedding weight like the article vaguely promised. In fact, I think I was more stressed about “listening” to the pendulum than actually enjoying my food or making truly healthy choices.
I realized I was putting so much faith in this little swinging object that I’d stopped using my own common sense. Instead of learning about nutrition or planning balanced meals, I was waiting for a crystal to give me permission to eat. It was a bit silly, looking back. A fun experiment, maybe, but not a sustainable way to manage my health or my weight.
I eventually packed the pendulum away in a drawer. It was an interesting experience, and it definitely gave me some funny stories to tell. But for actual weight loss, I found going back to basics – focusing on whole foods, watching my portions, and getting a bit more active – worked a whole lot better. No magic involved, just consistent effort. But hey, you don’t know until you try, right? And trying new things is part of the journey.
