My choice to go vegetarian this month had been long on my mind. I have always felt a kindred connection to my feathered or furred friends. I preferred salamanders to sun tanning, puppies to perms, lions to love notes. I loved collecting the little ceramic animals from the Red Rose Tea boxes. I dreamed of unicorns. I longed for lounging with lions. You get the gist.
I grew up not really caring much for the emotional or global impact I had. I didn’t think that when i was 6 and traipsing around in my leather shoes that i was doing anything “wrong”. I really dislike to use the word wrong in this instance. Is it wrong to kill animals for food? No, not at all. I am not a devout Peta prostitute baring my bloggy flesh for all to see that I, for one, wont eat meat! I’m not going to be shaving my head for bunnies, not shaving for salmon, or any other silly shit the media would like you to believe. I just think that if I want to eat meat, I should be able to kill it with my own bare hands. If I can’t, then maybe I don’t deserve to eat it. It’s a respect issue, for me. Why am I better than the animal, that stood huddled in a row at a slaughter-house to, well, I will save you the gory details. It isn’t a fair fight. That animal deserves to live and die a respectful way. This is a growing trend in not only America, but the world. If you can not respect the food that goes into your body, you stop respecting yourself, and then others, and so on. Now this is the mess we are in. We have lost common compassion. Think back before the internet if you can. Do you think half of what happens now would then? Would there be massive paparazzi swarms so large that they are causing accidents just to get a glimpse of someone famous for existing? Famous for being ______ … naked, rich, high, stupid, brave, gay, just pick a random hot topic and place it in the box. There are so many scenarios that I would be here all day and quite frankly, no.
When Cecil the Lion was splashed across every electronic device in america, I felt the utmost awful feeling. I never heard of Cecil before this, but here I was, stuck to this awful story that some jerk felt compelled to kill him. You watch it all the time on TV. The natural Geographic channel, the news, internet sites, and it is becoming mind numbing. Is that what these hunters want? These killers of man and beast? To be numb when it comes to our personal moral compass? I just can’t. I have heart. Lots. Too much sometimes. So, I am choosing to leave meat off my plate, to not wear leather, or use leather goods. No down feathers for me. Hygiene products have all been cleared out and replaced or made by hand with cruelty free products. I have been recycling more ( let’s be honest, we have all just thrown it in the trash at times). I still feel not so great about things though.
I have been searching my soul to figure out what is misplaced in my heart space. I just can’t put my finger on it. Maybe it’s not in the suffering of animals. Maybe it is the whole Earth crying that has me bothered. When did we just stop caring? How pissed do you get when you get cut off in traffic? Now how pissed do you get when someone has a blinker on and is just a bit too close when moving over a lane? Same reaction? Yeah. Me too. My rage level is at a solid 70-75%. That is horrible. Where the heck does it come from?? I have NO reason to be that mad. I have a nice home that keeps me safe, warm and dry. I have family and friends that love me and care about my well-being. I have food, water, companions, pets, clothes, a vehicle… The list goes on. I am even fortunate enough to have my own little blog. Some people don’t have any of those.
So maybe some of you lovelies can help me. I am going to make a conscious effort to be better. I know I will fuck up. I know I will get mad when someone cuts me off or I am stuck in traffic. I will get pissed about paying a ridiculous amount of money for grapes. Maybe if I place it all here, I can get it out, move on and help someone else in the process. I don’t know. Maybe you can tell me a great technique you have for stress. I am all ears.
Until next time,
Try a little tenderness? 😉