I had committed to eating plant food in January, yet I would remain flexible. With friends or family, I would eat what was served. Two days later, half a cow was laying on the table in front of me. My 11-year old son took to the floor and explained why he was not going to eat that animal. As though I heard myself talking: it was pathetic, bad for the environment, and not necessary at all. He continued, “My mother is only eating plants this month. And my dad, too.” As I desperately took a bite of meat, I felt a mixture of pride with regard to my son’s principles, guilty about eating the meat, and simultaneously shameful towards our host, who had been cooking for over three hours.
I thought about this uncomfortable incident for a long time. The feeling of shame, the little voice in your head that tells you exactly how to live your life, made me feel guilty despite my own conscious choice to eat flexible vegetarian foods. Actually, that works counterproductive.
I propose that we leave the word -shame behind in 2019 and pour our energies instead into actively encouraging each other’s personal, sustainable choices in 2020.