Yesterday I worked from home. It’s like winning the $5 lottery scratch off! Five days a week would feel like probably one of those Set For Life deals.
It was a grey Spring day. My honey and I traipsed out to let the chickens out for the day. We found that one of the girls has already given us an egg. We aren’t sure that we’ll ever lose the awe of seeing that wonderful, smooth, brown egg just waiting in the nest for us. As we walked in the second time to check on them (and collect three more eggs), they came to greet us. Most of them flying in their weird I Could Fly If I Really Wanted To way, over to where we stood.
Ah. Maybe they are starting to trust and like us. A wonderful flappy greeting it was!
That being done, I come back to my lap top to work. And maybe write this blog.
Or maybe I did that *on my break*.
I put the water on for our 2nd pot of coffee as Honey has cracked the four eggs and after grating parmesean cheese and going outside to pick some chives from under the kitchen window, and then made us omelettes. As he cracked the first two eggs, we stood over them, studying them. Wow. The same thing we spend all that money on at the store a few times a week. Not knowing where they came from. Now we are singing and talking to and feeding the very same beings that are gifting us with wonderful eggs.
I’m sure people get used to it. But there is just something about wanting to really protect and keep those hens happy – as sentient beings and also because we are grateful that they are feeding us.
This will be an interesting journey. I realize that you don’t have to be vegetarian to be Buddhist. I went vegetarian 18 years ago so this whole catching bees and wasps and letting them outside, not eating things that poop, and pretending not to see the stray house ant here and there is not new to me. My honey on the other hand is full force soaking in everything Buddhist…right down to founding Buddhism in our game of Civilization on the computer. Except for the vegetarian part. He still adores eating meat a few times a week. I know he wants to go by everything that the Buddha mentions….especially as he goes along and it makes sense to him. And all of it has, thus far. So….will he ever go veg?
I will not pose the question. To me that’s a very individual choice for someone who is responsible for their own nutrition.
He had chicken for dinner tonight and my vegetarian Humanling looked at it, horrified…..wondering which one of the new girls he captured and was now steaming with heat on his plate. None of them met the axe of course – but it showed a very valuable thing to her. She is now identifying with our girls in the back and then seeing it on the plate. It’s different when it’s all store bought and you haven’t been feeding what’s now on your plate, having had its last great poop!
One thing I will need to learn is how to harness my wild mind into some sort of focus. Unfortunately, the only time it seems to be hyper focused is when the dog is crotch snorkeling. That will be my big challenge. Not to just quietly Not Draw Attention to how annoying the snorting and licking is. Without saying it out loud, I am still focused on it. Perhaps Step Doggie has many things to teach my stubborn but willing, mind.
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