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Vegetarian No More

RP_fish_ac Somehow  I am ashamed to admit that I shouldn’t really be calling myself vegetarian anymore. Health reasons… but, back in 1989, I only started by giving up meat. For spiritual reasons, linked to food density and metaphysics cf Pythagoras.

To me all life is sentient, so killing only animals never really figured in my reasoning.

I well remember the day before cutting out all meat that I went to an expensive restaurant near where I lived and had steak tartare for lunch. It was so heavy and rich, I fell asleep – in the middle of the afternoon! Haven’t knowingly touched meat since. Unless you count those Polish ‘vegetarian’ dishes swimming in revolting animal fats which I unwittingly tasted (and spat out).

But I wasn’t a vegetarian as fish was still on the menu. More specifically, shellfish and smoked salmon. That pescatarian period lasted for about 4 years or so until I developed a very serious allergy. Over that time I had at least 3 allergic reactions resulting in serious difficulty breathing and finally gave up fish when I landed up in Santa Monica ER with full blown anaphylaxis. Yeah, you’d have thought I had a death wish!!!

And so from c 1993 till 2003, I was religiously vegetarian – though never vegan. Even gave up alcohol and coffee for a number of years.

Then in 2002 I had a serious car crash and my left hand was very badly injured. My little finger and ring finger were so badly broken and the bones on the back of my hand were so crushed I had two general anaesthetics – one week apart.

It was recommended I ate oily fish to aid healing but it still took several weeks before I took the step back to eating fish again. Clearly not shellfish though because of the since confirmed allergy. I did however stop and revert to a vegetarian diet once it looked like no further progress could or would be made with the fingers. (I still have adhesions in that hand.)

Anyway, now it’s 2009 and my normally smooth unmarked back is covered in large dark brown splodges. But it wasn’t just that. My scalp was burning and reduced me to tears from the pain. I could almost live with oily gunk on my head every night but it was the seeming endlessness of it which made me go to the GP who immediately referred me to a dermatologist.

After several visits (to the dermatologist – and another story in itself), it transpired I had a ‘serious allergy’ to tomatoes – which as you probably know includes aubergines, chillis, peppers and potatoes. Also included were soy products. Now for a veggie, that leaves next to bugger-all you have left!

Within a couple of weeks of giving up all those food stuffs, all splodges went and my back reverted to its normal niceness. Phew! Palpable relief. (The itchy scalp thankfully stopped after giving up cheese.)

Then, circa 2013 (not entirely sure exactly when TBH but at least two full years if not longer), I started to get hives on one side of my stomach and on one shoulder. I didn’t bother going back to the dermatologist, just got a repeat prescription for anti-histamines and Eumovate and did my own elimination diet.

And, oh misery, no rice, no green veg, even carrots and peas caused reactions. Eating became so stressful and my social life died as it was so difficult finding anything to eat.

Who knows what the issue could be: histamine levels, lousy enzyme digestives, leaky gut, liver not healing properly or just plain stress? It all meant I had to start eating fish again – albeit not every week.

Then I had a fright a while back with low white blood cell count so had to take collagen.So I am now in a position where I am a vegetarian by desire alone. I still think of myself as a veggie but clearly am not – hence this confession.

That said, unless a doctor orders it, it is unlikely I’ll be eating meat, let alone another steak tartare!   .

Vibes & Other Dimensional Messages



Thomas Szasz once wrote “If you talk to God, you are praying; If God talks to you, you have schizophrenia. If the dead talk to you, you are a spiritualist; If you talk to the dead, you are a schizophrenic.” Wonder what he’d have said about empaths and vibes?

I find picking up vibes from others fascinating on the one hand and horribly intrusive on the other. Especially the sexual kind.

For rather more than a few days, it felt like every part of me was on fire. And no, I am not going to go into detail! This is a metaphysical blog not a porn one though the image is kind of related. And edited!

To be honest, I can only guess as to the originating source as the guy has not been in touch for weeks, and anyway, absolutely nothing happened – well apart from him appearing to have the hots when we met. (Most odd since I really did not give off any signals to say I was open for business, so to speak, and the few messages exchanged were devoid of any hanky-panky. On my part at least.)

It’s just that because God is so difficult to ‘hear’, I tend to mark every out-of-the-ordinary’ remark or incident as the divine trying to get in touch in some way.

If so, the only message I can get decipher is that I shouldn’t be ignoring my long dormant sexual needs. Hah! Like I want to indulge with passing strangers! Anyway, sex, however pleasing, never assuages soul loneliness which is why I have stayed clear of meaningless romantic entanglements these many long years. They always drain me of both emotional and spiritual energy.

But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t flattered. Getting older means you tend to accept that opportunities lessen (though I haven’t felt that as yet). And the day we met, was yet another bad hair and allergies day. Enjoyable, yes, but not necessarily the reason or source of the vibes. So all very puzzling – though thankfully now gone. Like I said, they really are intrusive and make getting anything done impossible.

And to end on a more higher spiritual note, I have noticed that being in tune with the Divine tends to increase one’s sexual potency. However, the general view cf Napoleon Hill & Yogananda is that one is supposed to transmute it.

Perhaps that was the message?