As I progress through life I realize that there are no coincidences. Everything happens at the right time, even though that time sometimes comes across to us as very inconvenient However, once we start seeing our experiences as lessons and decide to invest some serious thought into them, we find important lights flashing on, and unbelievable insights emerging.
In the past week, I was confronted with various instances, which all seem to point in one direction: the dire darkness of humanity's lack of awareness and the disastrous effects this has on other living beings.
It all started with a visit to a nature exhibition hall in the hills surrounding the little valley I live in. While I often drive around in that area, I decided to visit this small exhibition room, and see what was displayed. There were two deer near the entrance, prepared with taxidermy as if they were frozen in time. There was a collection of "exotic" bugs, which were pinned in small cases and boxes. There were, however, two living creatures on display: a snake and a tarantula. The tarantula had tragically retreated behind a small rock in his glass cage, while the snake was moving from one dry branch to another one in his tiny prison. A little boy was smacking against the glass walls of the snake's cage, but there was no hiding place for the reptile.
My heart sunk. I wondered what would happen if I would visit again the next day when there might be a nice, friendly person sitting behind the desk, ready to provide information to whomever was interested. What if I walked up to this person and asked her how she liked her job? She might say that it was nice and quiet. Upon that, I might ask her what time she would be leaving for home, and if she said five or six o'clock, I could tell her, "Lucky you! The poor snake and tarantula have to tough it out in their small boxes day after day after day, while their only crime was to come too close within reach of a human being." She probably would call the cops on me, or at least wonder why I was being so "irrational."
Our sense of prejudice and discrimination has come a long way in the eyes of some. But when I see these things I realize that we still have an even longer way to go.
Today, I received a small clip from a friend. It was titled, "exotic food", and of all the things I may have expected, what I saw was absolutely the last: the clip showed a cuisine contest, Chinese style, where snakes and fish had to be prepared by competing chefs. Oh, the displays were beautiful, but the details were gruesome: the major prerequisite of the contest was that the "meals" still had to be alive when served! Imagine: a snake with a head chopped off, outer body layer skinned, but with pieces that were still moving and a heart that was still pulsating. Imagine: a fish, dipped in water just warm enough not to kill it, then unshelled, and slightly chopped, but only to the point that under the layer of onion, tomato and other colorful veggies, he was still breathing.