A Spiritual Experience: I Was a Pig in the Death Trucks
Tonight I had an interesting spiritual experience of sorts.
I had just had dinner with my sisters and friend, and was riding in a taxi back to my apt.
It had just rained and it was warm and beautiful out.
I remember relaxing back into the seat and for some reason, instead of looking at my phone I felt like just enjoying the moment.
I relaxed into the seat and turned my head out the window and let the beautiful breeze rush over my face.
I started gettting lost in the moment and suddenly, like in a dream, I felt reality becoming blurred and I had a vision of my dogs and how they used to love to stick their head out the window. Sort of like how when you are doing a truly perfect impression of someone, and for a second you BECOME that person, in that moment I became my dog, sticking his head out the window, taking in the beauty of life.
I felt exactly like he used to look.
Then I remembered this picture I had seen of a pig sticking his head out the window of the transport trucks. The death trucks, as Toronto Pig Save so aptly calls them. The photo has always stayed with me, because that pig looks exactly like a dog taking in the beauty of life out the window of a car.
For a moment then, I became that pig.
Then I kind of startled myself out of my reverie.
I was shocked to realize that I was also in the death truck.
I had a kind of spiritual revelation in that moment, that what I felt– the wind and the smell of the world after it rains, the breeze rushing over my skin…. that is EXACTLY what it feels like to be a pig.
And for a second I had a flash of insight.
That is exactly what it feels when a pig sticks its head out the window and enjoys the breeze…
on the way to the slaughterhouse.
In a way I can’t even quite articulate, I FELT in that moment that not only were those pigs LIKE me, they were exactly like me. They felt the breeze and enjoyed their life exactly like I was feeling the breeze and enjoying my life.
I know it doesn’t make sense. But I had this spiritual experience of sorts in the taxi.
I was a pig in the death trucks.
Thank you for posting this. I have had surreal, spiritual feelings like this, and now I do not feel so alone. I wish more people would have these; it might change them. Those Pig Save death truck photos are forever seared into my brain and just break my heart into a thousand pieces.
Thank you so much for your comment. What was your experience like? It is so hard to put these things into words. Xoxoxox
I wish more people had your empathy and ability to put themselves in another’s shoes–even if (or should I say especially when) that someone is an animal headed for slaughter. Great post!
Thank you jean!
Hi. I am a huge fan and supporter of Toronto Pig Save, and of pigs. My daughter is the 11 year old founder of EARTH PEACE FOUNDATION. She is a whole hearted propagator of Toronto Pig Save both on her website http://www.earthpeacefoundation.org and on her facebook page for the foundation – which NEEDS MORE SUPPORT, more likes and more visitors. http://www.facebook.com/earthpeacefoundation
You can email us from the website. We will send you a free bumpersticker if you want to join the Earth Peace Nation.
Earth Peace is for achieving species equality and conserving the earth’s ability to make clean food for us all through organic farming and plant-based living. I love your blog. Thank you!
Wow how adorable. And it’s an awesome website and mission. That’s amazing. I liked your page on Facebook. She should start a youtube channel. I think it’s the fastest way to gain a following, and I think an 11 year old talking about this stuff would really stand out and catch on–especially one so passionate about it. Thanks for commenting!
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