The last couple of days I have made some changes in my life that I thought I would write about. One of these changes is my lifestyle, and how I chose to eat and live my life. Two years ago a dear friend of mine gave me a book that she thought would interest me since I was so into training and eating right. The book was Crazy sexy diet by Kris Carr. A young and entrepreneurial woman who saved herself from an incurable cancer by the way she ate. She was diagnosed with a very rare cancer disease and was told to only have a few years left to live, and she decided to do everything in her power to survive and let her body heal. She contacted many scientists and doctors all over the world, went on different retreats and started studying nutrition. Today she is strong and healthy, and the cancer in her body that once threaten to end her life was now gone. This book changed my life and opened up my interest even more for living a healthy lifestyle and eat what is good for my body. She taught me that everything i put in my mouth either makes me more or less healthy. Overnight I changed my diet and haven't consumed meat ever since.
I sat by my desk at work and was just about to have a bite on my standard breakfast; one boild egg with caviar. I took the small teaspoon and cut into the egg ready to take my first bite, when I felt something with the spoon in the middle of the egg. The spoon couldn't cut through the egg and I opened it up to look what it was. Inside the hard boiled egg yolk there sure was something hard, beige-grayish that had stopped me from taking my first bite. And there it was. A 2-3 cm long, 1 cm thick hard lump that I realized was supposed to develop to be a baby chicken. I could see it. I had a fetus in my egg. Or, not in my egg, I had an egg which was a chickens egg with the chickens baby fetus inside it. I was so disgusted and threw it away in the bin and found it hard to find an appetite for the rest of the day. The next day I didn't search for my standard breakfast but found something else, and the couple of days ahead I did the same.
I also happened to have the house for myself since my parents had gone on vacation and my brother was at a music festival, having tons of fun. So I took my time to relax, to enjoy the sun and to finally find the time to do some reading. I had bought a new book, one that wasn't focusing on mindset, health or how to maximize your life, but a traditional novel. I had been looking forward to read an actual story so when the sun decided to spread its shine over our house I was quick to take the opportunity to just relax with my novel by the pool. And I did so for hours. The second day I had finished the novel and had also managed to buy a new one. I was getting into that summer-reading-mode. When I read the beautiful story about the blind boy in Burma, who had to rely on his ears instead of his eyes when walking around in his village, my mind opened up. He wasn't blind, he just couldn't see, but he had realized that it was far from the same thing. When I read about the lives of the people in Burma, the monks and the poor old man, the woman who lost her husband and how people during a few months were walking around hungry due to a bad harvest during summer, I felt how lucky and privileged I am, we are. How grateful I am but how easily it is to be blind and not see all the possibilities we have and how easy our lives are.
And then I thought about the stories I've read. The stories and the reality for far to many people. I started to think about the problems and difficulties in my life and could see that even if they were my problems, they were not really problems at all. Not really. Not in comparison. Thats how my first argument against myself going vegan disappeared. My second argument against myself was weather I would miss having the parmesan cheese on my pasta, not being able to indulge in haloumi burgers or (even if I wasn't craving eggs by that time) if I would want to have an egg for breakfast. Basically my two arguments were related to inconvenience or flavor, and of which both were killed rather quickly by myself thinking "oh come on, so you can't have cheese on your pasta? Buhu! And no more eggs in the morning, ever? You are really choosing a difficult life for yourself" and then it was settled: From now on I'm vegan. I realized how the excuses not to go vegan were ridiculous especially when I put them in relation to problems other people have in their lives, and even more ridiculous when I compared the two arguments inconvenience or flavor with the massive list on WHY to GO vegan. If you dont know I can tell you the list is looong.
I was satisfied and happy with my choice, a bit proud of that I finally actually did it. I made a decision by heart and it felt good into the roots. Maybe because I can feel how Im changing and developing. From how I two years ago went vegetarian mainly for me, for my health and longevity, but how i'm now not going vegan for me, but for the animals and our planet. Finally the reasons why didn't matter, the main thing was that I had decided and now there was no turning back.
The second change I did in my lifestyle I did together with my brother. We talked about how often our society arn't present, always scrolling on our phones unaware, or not recognizing that reality is outside of it. I will tell you about what change we made in my next post. Until then, take care. (And I'm not sorry for my love of writing long posts. Eventually I think I could write a book without blinking, just because how much I love letters) Until then, live life, be happy, and respect those around you. Lots of love, Thea.