Lent is a time of reflection, meditation and prayer and the practicing of self-discipline.
I’m really crap at self discipline.
For the past few years I’ve got into the habit of observing Lent. Reasonably lackadaisically at times I’m the first to admit, but I’ve done things like giving up cake and donating the money that I saved to charity (seeing an actual pile of cash that represents the amount of treats that you eat? That’s quite a reality check, let me tell you). Although I forgot about that one half way through so it wasn’t as much an exercising of discipline as a demonstration of my slackness and really short attention span.
I’m not actually much of an animal lover* so I’m a bit of a vegan-oddity and can’t really jump on board most of the whole vegan zeitgeist. I mean I don’t wish animals any actual harm but I personally don’t really find eating genuinely ethically obtained meat immoral. When my very very old cat eventually dies I’ll be less traumatized and more ‘thank god I never have to clean up after an incontinent feline ever again’. We’ve got cats and dog and goats and fish and chooks and out of all of them I love the fish most because they essentially require nothing of me. Which I like. Now that’s a species I can connect with.
But I do love the planet and eating meat really fucks up the planet. And I don’t like suffering and the dairy industry promulgates suffering. Taking on a way of life that truly treads lightly on the earth and committing yourself to a standard that refuses to absorb any form of sentient suffering surely must help us to connect with a higher consciousness? I know that I feel more…oh crap I’m going to end up sounding all bloody new Age-y if I go on with such inarticulate ramblings but let’s just say that I feel that being vegan for Lent is an appropriately disciplined and meaningful action to take. First it’s bloody difficult so pretty much exactly like getting nailed to a cross, and also it does good in the world so, Lenten appropriate, I think.
Big payoff (great for the planet, good for my soul) with a suitable amount of repentance (really bloody hard to do).
Anyway, I’ve changed all my passwords to ‘Imbeingaveganforlent’ so its TOO LATE TO BACK OUT NOW.
*although I have attempted to hand rear every orphan/ injured animal/ waif that has ever come my way so while I say I don’t ‘love’ animals I do seem to be pretty invested in them.