Mason jar soup of 6 peaches, 4 medium tomatoes, the rest of the celery, and half a head of lettuce, in all of its messy glory. 💁🏼♀️ Can you tell how substantial this meal is by the strain in my hand? 😂 (I almost deleted this caption for feeling self-conscious and too outspoken, but I’m gonna open the cap every once and a while lest I explode). I’ve been reading like all of the animal rights books lately (Animal Liberation right now) and it’s sparking fires in me that were previously dormant, and I can’t tell if it’s great or biting me in the ass 😜 How hard it is to sit amongst such injustice (that I’ve recognized in my own self) and only present a brief window for those whose are so pure and whose language we cannot yet tune into. I’m inspired by @earthlinged’s ideas...when your “beliefs” or choices are involve a victim and are unnecessary, that‘s cruelty and that is when I will stand up and say something, just like I would if I were witnessing any form of abuse. When it comes to our food, each purchase decision we make is a vote (supply & demand). Hard as it sounds, to do nothing only supports the oppression. I really believe we can all do something in our own unique way, even just by being. I’m trying to learn to be as encouraging, effective, and humble as I possibly can be as I find my most empowered way...and also not combust from the passion I feel towards transforming unconditional empathy, integrity, and fairness into commonplace.
I’ve had support and inspiration along the way, but so much of this journey has been made on my own, especially within my own family, and that discrepancy hurts and often feels painful, isolating, and simply not right. I want to remember that we have come a long way as a species and that I’m not alone in this. So, I offer you my most sincere recognition in the knowing that the same would bring me great comfort and encouragement.