Honestly, we've eaten a vegetable centric diet for the last 10 years. We grill a lot in the summer; love yogurt, good olive oil, and cheeses of all nations. And we cook every day.
Even so, this shift feels true and transformative. It is simply what it is. We eat our home made vegetable sushi rolls, fava bean parsley salad with lemon and olive bits, rye crisp sesame crackers with humus and a piece of red pepper, and don't miss a thing. I roasted our oyster mushrooms in the oven, and cooked the herbed shallots and zucchini in a smidgen of water.
Did we go over and over this decision? No. Had we quietly been preparing for this over the last several years? Probably. Are we vegan? Not really. I think we are living truthfully. Making our own inquiry, seeing where it leads. I wonder if I will use up the turkey soup stock in my freezer?
This feels very much like my yoga practice. Many familiar elements, always under analytical scrutiny but also flowing with the wind. Evolution is not a plan, it is a way of being alive. So we lighten our footprints, honor the vast array of amazing nutrients out there, and feel delighted to be able to share the adventure. Who knows what the next moment brings? (My husband offers me a handful of peanuts!)
I've never done a "cleanse" but I have a feeling I just signed up for the longer term clean up.