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wisdom of dogs, Issue #052-- Year of Equanimity
February 23, 2022
Sandy Wants to Help
Unlike last week when Sandy was uninterested in this newsletter, this week she wants to help.
That's because it involves the refrigerator. Sandy is very helpful when it comes to food.
You might not think your refrigerator is a place to practice non-judgment, an opportunity to view yourself and your life choices with equanimity. If that is the case, I applaud you. You are a better person than I am.
You obviously are more organized and disciplined than me. You apparently have no mushy celery, no brown-green salad soup, no sketchy chicken lurking in your refrigerator.
My JudgmentsMy first judgment is how foolish it is to waste money on food I didn't eat. Worse to prepare something, spending both time and money and then not eat all of it.
Sandy judges me too. She gives me that look: “I told you so – you should have shared with me!”
There are moments of sadness when I find something absolutely delicious that I forgot was in there. And now it's too late.
There are guilty moments as I look at the trash can with all that wasted food.
My parents’ voices echo from the past: “There are starving children . . . I don't know. . .somewhere in the world. . .oh just eat your @%$@ dinner!”
But there are hungry children and adults right in my own community. Yes, I make contributions to our local food bank but probably not enough.
Trying EquanimityBecause of this practice instead of judging, I consider how equanimity would work here. How could I view this waste as neither good nor bad?
It goes against my upbringing, but that was pretty judgey - let’s be honest. Ten years of Catholic school is a lot of judgement.
Back to equanimity. I can learn from this.
I can learn to stop lying to myself about how many vegetables I'm going to eat. I can stop telling me that I want a salad every night so I should buy two bags instead of one.
I can be grateful for the fact that not only could I afford this food but even more that I am not going to go hungry because I wasted it. That hasn't always been the case for me, so I am indeed grateful. (But it also activates my guilt.)
It could be an opportunity to organize better. Shop precisely. Plan meals and actually eat them.
So much potential for growth!
Or maybe it's just a chance for Sandy and I to bond over the beef is still good but has lost its appeal. I rinse the sauce off of it and Sandy gets an extra treat.
P.S. Don't tell her I cut back her dog food tonight to make up for this indulgence. We’re trying to bond here!
Happy Tail Wags
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