When I was 15 years old and living the hand-me-down hippie lifestyle, passed on from my Mom, I and my commune-raised friends who were descended from the Me Generation, were convinced that we were changing the world with our liberal politics and outspoken ways.

Most of those friends were vegetarian and, because I, at some base level, thought that I understood the suffering of animals, I became one too.

It lasted a full 7 months. It ended with a bad case of anaemia.

The main problem was that I was very fond of the taste of animals and very unfond of the taste of spinach, broccoli, nuts and tofu.

The other problem was that I understood very little about why I wanted to be vegetarian, about what that meant and how it effected me and my body.

Now, at 31 years old, I am still a liberal hippie type and proud of it, but I’ve learned a few things along the way.

Or at least I have come to my own opinions about things through study, life experience and spiritual realizations.

1. Energy effects your health, is stored in the cells, changes your DNA and carries on to future generations.

5. Base energies such as fear, depression, illness and violence can greatly impede your ability to reach personal spiritual ascension and therefore impede the ability of our entire planet to ascend to the higher dimensions.

7. Our ancient ancestors ate only wild game, perhaps less than once a month, and only when plant-based foods were scarce.

So, now that my understanding and opinions on food have been broadened and set, I have decided to once again become a full-time vegetarian. I made this decision just yesterday, after an “on-again, off-again” trial period.

Some people make this decision out of some great compassionate caring for animals. I have not.

Though I care very much for all living creatures and do not believe in torture, suffering or the waste of life, I do not fundamentally disagree with the eating of animal flesh by humans.

That decision is for each person to make for themself.

What I do know is that I have had several small, yet annoying, health issues that crop up from time-to-time throughout my adult life.

And in my trials of going on and off of certain foods I have realized a definite correlation between my food intake and my day-to-day health.

The thought first occurred to me a few years ago after reading Oneness by Rasha, when I was thinking about my empathic and psychic nature and the way that images on television and lyrics in songs seemed to impact my mood at any given moment.

“Wait a minute, I said to myself, if a song can effect my health and happiness in that way, what is my food doing to me?”

And that was when I started thinking, though ever so generally and fleetingly, about energy, food, emotion and illness.

Only recently, (through the influence of my sweet, vegan boyfriend) have I come to practicing with removing and then reintroducing things to my diet in order to gauge how they effect me.

This is the beginning of a process of detoxification that was suggested for me by my guides, and some visiting spirits, during the past few months. You can read more about it in my future post, The Universe Says to Detox.

And what I’ve found so far, during the early stages of this process, is that chicken makes me sad, oversensitive and weepy, whereas beef makes me headachey and just plain angry.

I eat beef and within 24 hours I am having a screaming match with someone that I love, inevitably over something that I barely even care about.

This has been proven to me several times in the last 3 months and the last time was the last straw.

Meat in general seems to make me tired. My body is working overtime to process this stuff and since I would rather have more energy to my brain, and less energy to my colon, I will not be eating meat from now on.

This is no way rules out meat forever. However, until I can find a nice pagan farmer who raises his animals organically and honorably and pays homage to the spirit before the slaughter, I will swear it off.

Or, better yet, I will not try eating meat again until I can raise it myself, on my own farm.

Most likely I will be off of meat entirely for at least 4 years and if I feel better and look healthier I will just forget it altogether.

There is more to life than bacon and eggs….like joy and creation.

For me, that is more than enough to fill me up!

(This article had now been featured in the Carnival of Improving Life, Fourth Edition)

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