This blog post is going to be about why I'm turning back to my Vegetarianism/Veganism after about a month of eating meat following a year or so of no meat.
I'm going to try to explain why I feel that, for me, being a vegetarian is the best option for me, not only as an animal rights activist, but as a Wiccan. I'm not here to try to convert anyone, but if you happen to want to give vegetarianism/veganism a shot, well hell, I'll be pleased.
Maybe some of you will agree with me, some of you may think I'm crazy. I hope maybe some of you will see where I'm coming from and perhaps even agree with me.
I'm going to try to keep this as "normal" as possible without going into my animal rights activist rant.
But I make no promises.
"You are what you eat."
Think about it. We've all heard it. We've heard it from the gym teachers yelling at us to stop eating all the donuts, we've heard it from our mothers wanting us to cut out junk food. But think about it. You are what you eat.
What does this mean to you? Does it mean what most people take is as? A way to curb people from stuffing themselves with greasy french fries and sugary sodas? Or do you take it a step further?
As I was driving to work today, I had a minor epiphany. For the past month or so I've been nibbling on meat again. I don't really know why. At first I felt like my body felt better when I ate meat. Yes I'm an activist, yes I've leafleted and tabled with organizations and yes I know all about the horrors of factory farming - that's why I first went "veg" a year or so ago. Still, I listen to my body first and organizations second, sometimes third.
For the past two weeks I've had digestive issues. I won't horrify you with details of that. Today I decided than rather than deal with the stomach aches and issues, I was going to cut out meat again. In addition to the stomach issues I've had crap energy. I haven't been sleeping well, I feel sluggish all the time and I have headaches more often. So, as I was thinking of the money I would save by not eating meat I started to think and "you are what you eat," popped in my head. As I watched the world go by me in blur of green trees and red robin birds I realized that I can't eat meat anymore.
Keeping the "you are what you eat" in the back of your mind hear me out. As a pagan woman I believe we're all connected. I believe that animals have spirits. I believe that animals fear, love, have hopes and lives and dreams. As an activist I know these sentiments are true. I've read countless articles, watched documentaries, read outlines of research and all that. I know that piggies are just as smart as dogs, if not smarter, that baby chicks communicate with their mothers while they're still in the eggs, that dolphins are smarter than cats (my cat Snowy will disagree, but that's a story for another post.)
I believe that whatever we eat sustains us. This can be proven by science. We don't eat, we die. Fact. Whatever it is that we eat is absorbed into us. As I was thinking today I thought: "well, if we absorb whatever we eat...and that happens to be meat...and the meat is really an animal...and those animals have feelings...well, what if, just what if we absorb what those animals were feeling?"
You are what you eat.
Humor me for a second. Really think about it. Personally, ever since I've incorporated meat into my life I've been a little moodier, a lot more angry when I have the digestive issues, sluggish, "like crap." All of the meat that I've shucked out money to buy has come from factory farms where the animals have been brutally killed. All meat is murdered. I'm pretty sure all the animals felt immense pain, intense fear. Those were their last feelings, the last things that ran through their minds, their bodies, theirs souls....and I eat that.
I'm absorbing all that negativity, all that fear, all that brutality. That's what's sustaining me, my body, that's what's feeding my soul. And I'm not ok with that. If you are what you eat and I'm eating a bunch of unhealthy (yes meat is unhealthy for you) negativity, well it's no wonder why I feel like crap all the time. It's no wonder that I'm in a spiritual slump of not doing a damned thing.
What do you guys think? Does this make sense to you? Do you feel that by changing what you live on will change your spirituality at all? What sustains you?
~Ristoria.
