🫧 Goose, Goose, Goose — It’s Always About Timing

In my mind, geese were never gentle creatures.
As a kid, I saw them chase people,
honking loudly,
charging forward like they believed they were dinosaurs.

Later, I learned that geese see objects much smaller than they are.
So in their eyes,
the world holds very little fear.

Endless energy.
Explosive presence.
Wherever they go, they announce themselves.

And yet, traditional medicine says:
goose meat is a “high-trigger” food—
not something for weak bodies.

Being the fence-sitter that I am,
I couldn’t accept just one explanation.
The more I looked, the messier it got—
nourishing, yet triggering.

Eventually, I realized:
it’s not a contradiction.
It’s timing.

The goose simply exists.
No instructions.
No moral label.

When your body is strong,
it nourishes.
When you’re depleted and trying to “force” recovery,
it overwhelms.

So many things in life work this way.
Not right or wrong.
Not good or bad.
Just whether you can carry the weight of it right now.

Sometimes you choose restraint.
Sometimes you choose nourishment.
Either way, you have to be honest with your state.

These food rules aren’t grand philosophies.
They’re practical reminders—
about when to take,
and when to step back.

Nature doesn’t lecture.
It waits.
Until you learn to read it.