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2. Cow’s urine potion: “Cow’s urine is cooked in about three kilograms of ghee, together with about 200 grams of asofoetida, dark salt, and a mixture of black pepper, long pepper and dried ginger this is the best thing for banishing insanity” Wajastic, (1998 ).
originally posted by: Trachel
Meditation provides a wealth of novel experiences. It contains a plethora of untold wonders.
And it also provides insights unbidden.
All in all I've been meditating and doing Qigong for about ten years, and during that time I've experienced some pretty crazy things.
I've felt myself leave the body, I've had my consciousness peel away from my form and descend into my torso, I've experienced the phenomenon known in the Chuang Tzu as "the white room."
But above all else, what I most enjoy while meditating are the revelations.
Awareness arises while in the depths of concentration, and information trickles forth from the void. Then suddenly you find yourself realizing things vast and profound--elements you need improve, objectives you should pursue, situations you should avoid.
It was in the depths of meditation that a friend of mine had a realization that he should contact his estranged daughter and rekindle a relationship with her.
And it was there that I realized I needed stop eating meat.
The Blaue Ecke is a quaint three-story hotel nestled tight within the stately village of Adenau. With rosebeds outside its windows and a picturesque facade, it looks like something straight removed from the middle ages. Within its walls one can purchase a bed for roughly a hundred euros a night--but no amount of money could buy the prophetic epiphany I therein experienced.
Meditating deep to recover after a pair of days spent racing, I emerged from trance with a startling discovery.
"I'm going to be a vegetarian soon," I told my friend.
The next day I realized why.
The drive from Germany to Amsterdam is hours-long and soul-wearying. Leaving behind the green fields of the German countryside, you head interminably north along the highway towards the gray Netherlands skies.
Along that route the scenery is essentially unchanging. Farm follows farm, where placid cows rest sleepily in pasture. And whilst sitting in the passenger seat along that voyage I found myself relentlessly confronted with that view.
Then imagination wandering, my thoughts started moving in strange directions. Idly I started musing: Would I go out into one of those fields and murder a cow? Would I walk out there and cold-bloodedly slit its throat?
Repelled, repulsed--I immediately answered no.
Then I realized that unless I was willing to take firsthand responsibility for the death of those animals, I had no business eating meat.
Within a few months I started fighting an uphill battle against my mind towards reducing my consumption of animal products. And along that time I backslid again and again as my love of meat temporarily outweighed my ethical conclusion.
But eventually, at long last, that struggle I won. Meat I ceased consuming, and in the years since I gradually pared back my diet unto mostly those things that result in no taking of any life (plant or animal).
Right now I subside on rice, eggs, dairy, fruits, vegetables. I try to keep my meals consisting only of foods that are freely given by plants and animals. I don't know what it does on a metaphysical level--but it makes me feel good that I've largely removed myself from the circle of consumption through slaughter.
Is this a diatribe that everyone should become a vegetarian? No--of course not.
This is simply a plea for everyone to think through the ethical consequences of your actions.
So imagine yourself in the same situation: If you were starving and alone with nothing but a knife--if you were trapped in a field with nothing but a calmly slumbering bovine--would you do it? Could you do it?
Would you cut the cow?
originally posted by: cavtrooper7
a reply to: vethumanbeing
NOT my job so I wouldn't dull a blade...
originally posted by: PapagiorgioCZ
This week I've been coincidentally reading about the use of the five products of the cows according to hindu tradition.
I kinda like some of their traditions lately. Not that sacrifice of a 100.000 animals prior to the Nepalese earthquake. I'm trying to ingest the sattvic milk and man today I've found an interresting one:
2. Cow’s urine potion: “Cow’s urine is cooked in about three kilograms of ghee, together with about 200 grams of asofoetida, dark salt, and a mixture of black pepper, long pepper and dried ginger this is the best thing for banishing insanity” Wajastic, (1998 ).
So this week I wouldn't do that to a mother cow and I'm content with my daily BBCh - bread, butter and cheese.
In theory I think I could do that with a sharp katana and maybe a bottle of chloroform and get the job done almost "nicely".
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Trachel
Ever been really hungry? I don't mean late for supper, I mean so hungry your belly swells up?
You'd cut cow then, you'd eat the family dog.
Easy to philosophize with full grocery shelves.
originally posted by: cavtrooper7
a reply to: vethumanbeing
Why would anyone kill a talking cow?
CAN you imagine the VALUE of such a creature?
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Loveaduck
We know what you would do but we really don't know what he would do. There are some things more important than a full stomach.
After a certain point , there is nothing more important that an empty stomach.
originally posted by: Trachel
originally posted by: intrptr
a reply to: Loveaduck
We know what you would do but we really don't know what he would do. There are some things more important than a full stomach.
After a certain point , there is nothing more important that an empty stomach.
My (gentle) amendment would be: after a certain point of spiritual development, there's nothing more important than caring for other living things.
I'd personally starve before killing the cow. I'd perish while petting it for comfort.
Although I can't guarantee it, that's where I'd place my bet.