Meant to Be

Meant to be:

it’s been well over twelve years since I’ve changed my diet, with only a few weeks of easing into the inevitable idea that I was meant to be a vegan. I think the previous decade and a half of having a committed meditation practice probably helped steer me in this direction, perhaps it softened and expanded my heart to the point of near breaking if I continued to contribute to the cruelty of animals any longer. I know that since I began meditating many previous habits that no longer served me were simply left behind, no fuss or hand wringing, they just weren’t important any more and I easily walked away. This included an equally committed drinking practice of over a decade and a half as well.

as if I were meant to be sober.

causation is not always readily determined by mere observation, and so for me to say that I was meant to be vegan, sober, or any of the infinite things that I’ve become is decidedly difficult to prove. Most especially to make the claim that meditation is the catalyst for all the good that’s happened. It’s a murky idea scientifically.

and yet….

my life changed through the practice of meditation.

everything.

as if I were meant to be more caring, compassionate, concerned for the well-being of others. It doesn’t feel so much that I followed…