Tomorrow is my birthday, and the thought of that makes me smile.
I’ve always loved my birthday. There was always something about it being the one day that was “mine”. When I was younger, I enjoyed being showered with attention and presents. When I was raising my three children I celebrated my birthday by shifting attention to myself and doing exactly what I wanted to do. Sometimes that meant celebrating with my family, and sometimes it didn’t. The freedom was the real gift. As I’ve gotten older, I still have some of that feeling that November 5 is qualitatively different for me than every other day of the year, however, what I enjoy most is getting birthday wishes from my kids, friends and family. It warms my heart to know I am remembered. I don’t need gifts although I am touched when someone chooses to give me one. Bottom line? I have enough stuff.
This morning, when David asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday, I realized that things feel a little different this year. Just about a year ago (the actual date was October 24) we went vegan, and this past year was different than any of the previous 55 in ways I could never have expected. I have had many “momentous” years in my life. Getting married (twice) and the births of my three amazing children created shifts that I could not have anticipated, in terms of both struggle and pain and intense love and joy.
At this point though, I am passionate about something outside of myself. I learned about the suffering and violence inflicted on billions of animals used for food, clothing and entertainment. I learned about the relationship between animal agriculture and the destruction of the earth and oceans. I learned that eating animals is related to the nightmarish state of our collective health. I vowed to stop eating and using animals for all of these reasons, and I decided to dedicate myself to educating others about these issues and provide support to those who want to also make changes in their own lives.
As any animal activist will tell you, this is quite an uphill battle, one that can feel isolating and discouraging. For me, the most difficult part of this activist journey is that the vast majority of people simply do not want to learn or be challenged to look at themselves in any way and this makes healthy, substantive discussion very difficult. I feel like I know so very little about how other people see this issue because it seems that only the vegans are willing to talk about it! I understand the psychological goings-on better than most, but I never get used to how little people “wonder” about their motivations and their behavior. And what I know is that “wondering” is the precursor to change. Wondering if something is true. Wondering if we are culpable or hypocritical or doing the best we can. Wondering if there’s another way. Going vegan doesn’t mean I stop wondering. What is my role in the defensiveness? How can I say things better? How can I be more compassionate? Am I being realistic? Am I being true to myself and is that always the most important thing? I don’t have answers to all these questions but I’m working on it.
So what I want for my birthday is for people to start wondering. I believe that most people are kind, decent and compassionate, and there are defensive walls and blind spots that get in the way of people acting in a way that is truly in line with their values. It’s all about connecting the dots. Here are some questions that might get your “wondering” juices going:
– If I believe that it is wrong to torture and kill animals for pleasure can I be true to this belief while continuing to eat animals?
-Can I be an environmentalist while ignoring the issue of animal agriculture?
-Do I believe that I need to take responsibility for my own health and wellness?
If you’re wondering up a storm and want to talk about it, please leave a message and let’s get a discussion going. If you don’t want to engage with these questions, I can accept that too. After all, even in grown-up birthday world, we can’t always get what we want 🙂