Yesterday I consumed flesh for the first time in six years. I was looking forward to the message and sensation my body(s) would receive. Here is my report …
I woke feeling like I typically do upon rising. Soon, however, a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach brought itself into my awareness. Perhaps it is residual from the fight the animal I consumed put up before being slaughtered, the fear it felt, the adrenaline, infused in its fleshy fibers.
I became agitated, short tempered, and my energy became somewhat chaotic.
I was expecting to feel stronger, nourished by it, but the opposite happened.
My energy was dirtied by it.
I am not saying the animal itself, while living, was dirty.
What I’m relating here is that the fear, the fight, the intense adrenaline … all of this was infused into the flesh, and when I consumed it, these energies affected my own.
It is easy to understand where much of the chaos in this world stems from.
Those who consume fear and adrenaline toxicity enmesh it into their own fields.
We truly do become what we eat, energetically speaking.
There is the mindset that humans have dominion over the animal kingdom and can kill and consume as they please. There is no compassion or regard to life.
Many will be shocked when they discover there are many higher beings than we, soon to make entry here among us, who feel the same about humanity … thinking us a commodity, a food source.
None of us will be able to complain justly or argue in defense.
What we reap we shall sow.
The experience was a necessary one for me, to affirm my position when it comes to the honoring of life.
This concludes my report.