feminist reasons for veg*nism Remembering my mothers

[Guest guest]

In responce to Vegetarianism and Feminism:

 

Remembering my Mothers

 

I find it morbidly significant that in the living

legacy of a patriarchal dominated society it is

primarily female flesh that is continuously exploited

as consumptive object and disconnected from the vital

reality of being a living being.

 

The repeated cloistering of female animals, and use of

forced impregnation of female animals is undeniably a

violent edifice of male dominion against female

principal…One sadly, that now many women themselves

perpetuate. It deeply concerns me that women have

become accomplices to the continuation of the abusive

enslavement and violent exploitation of female animals

and their young.

 

Female identity in all its manifestations must be

protected from such insidious and destructive

practices and for that to begin women themselves must

stand up for that protection and must urge their

families to understand the importance of such value.

 

The other really significant realization to me is that

I have long believed that in the ancient times when

cows were revered as sacred (Think back to Isis) it

was a time when we truly understood the beauty and

value of having a kindred relationship with a sacred

animal.

In those days cowboys were women and I believe it was

these women, and their children who tended and cared

for cows for many reasons.

 

But in that special and rare time when a cow had her

offspring I believe the milk of a cow was a special

and rare sacrament that a woman who tended for a cow

and her young might share to her children…In this way

an intimate relationship between a woman and her

children and a cow and her young was mutually realized

while sharing care for each other.

 

Thereby, a cow became a gentle wet-nurse to a woman’s

child just as a woman became a caretaker to the cow

and her offspring...together sharing motherhood of the

young.

 

Anyone who has ever drank the milk of a cow; has thus

been nourished by her breast milk just as assuredly if

your mother had breast-fed you.

 

So, I wonder how it is we have come from being a

people to whom a cow was a divine milk mother to our

children; to now being a people whom casually eat the

flesh of our mothers? I have little doubt when the

marauding patriarchal dominion overthrew divine mother

spirituality so too were her sacred cows taken to

slaughter.

 

But now I claim remembrance to that divine beauty and

sanctity and I will not disavow the legacy of my

mothers.

-nikki lee

 

 

I offer understanding

wherever I am standing;

between reason, passion, balance.