These animals are not for eating. These animals are not for breeding. These animals are for nothing more than profit. Which animals? I am speaking of the animals that we, unfortunately, eat and breed.
I added something new to my fasting these past two weeks. Consciousness of the source. The source of the food that I am eating. When I started my fasting journey I spoke of the importance of conscious eating. Conscious eating to me meant that I was eating foods that made me feel spiritually, physically, and emotionally whole. I felt whole when I ate foods that were at their purest state, where I could almost physically see the vitamins and minerals luminesce. However, I was missing something…
I had just come home from a long day and I was very hungry. I felt that my body was calling out for protein. Part of conscious eating, to me, is listening to my body’s needs. And my body was saying, “Lamb chops”. I momentarily deceived my body by having a handful of almonds while I waited for my meat to cook. As I stood over the stove watching my meal tenderize, I began to ponder, “I wonder if this lamb was a happy animal”.I conjured up an image in my mind of a plump lamb lazily grazing in the fields. After all, I am a firm believer in the transfer of energy. If the lamb was happily roaming the green lush fields eating to his heart’s content, while playing freely with his other lamb friends, then he surely would be transferring his happiness to me. I would be eating happy meat. I chuckled at the thought as I gathered my utensils and my serving dish. I plated my meal, lit a candle, and made one of the favorite drinks to ensure that the ambiance was just right for the “happy transfer”. I was famished and I was looking to feed my soul. Half way through my meal I felt uncomfortably full and surprisingly, a little queasy. “ This animal was definitely not a happy one” I said under my breath while pushing the dish away.
After cleaning up, I decided to go on my computer and do a little research. And wow, did I get an awakening! After reading many articles on the living conditions of the cows, chickens, and other popular meats that we consume, I became nauseous. I realized that I was never conscious of the source. I was not thinking of the living conditions of these animals or what was being injected into these animals to make them available for mass production--I almost wanted to become a vegetarian. I say almost because I knew the answer was not vegetarianism. The problem was not the idea of eating meats, but rather the meat itself. This got me thinking about the Prophet (pbuh) and what he would say if he saw us eating meat in this condition. I convinced myself that he would be far from pleased and I vowed that I would not eat meat unless I was completely comfortable with its source. I am now eating with more of a consciousness and I am happy. Now, if only I could transfer my happy energy to these animals...
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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