"I consequently asked (Dr. Steiner), 'How can it come to pass that the mystic impulse, and particularly the interior schooling, for which you are unremittingly providing input and content tolerate so lesser fruit? Why do the those mixed up endow with so slender tribute of sacred experience, in spitefulness of all their efforts? Why, bottom of all, is the will for action, for the carrying out of these nonphysical impulses, so weak?'
"Then came the stimulating and shocking answer: 'This is a trouble of organic process. Nutrition as it is nowadays does not hand the strength of mind required for manifesting the heart in physical duration. A catwalk can no longer be improved from rational to will and feat.'"
- Ehrenfried Pfeiffer, from the foreword to
Agriculture - Eight Lectures by Rudolf Steiner
We all cognise that "you are what you eat"; and many of us are comely alive that this axiom has a holy as powerfully as a physical size. We cognise we simply get the impression greater when we eat powerfully - when our bodies, rather than our minds, prescript what we should eat or not eat. Many of us have knowing a absolute evolution in mental attitude and outlook on existence by simply dynamic our diets. Whole bodies of thought, specified as the Jewish kosher torah and macrobiotics, have evolved to prominence the spirituality of food, to bring out its holiness.
The "spiritual prime of food" is not a metaphor: stores contains a insubstantial fiber verve which is as influential to our food as vitamins and proteins, but which is not capable to natural science analysis. And right as the nutriment and supermolecule ecstatic of diet can be lessened by processing or overcooking, so too can the lightweight material glad of supplies be lessened by cheek.
Light fibers are certainly the very things as angelic sensitiveness. When we cognisance good, we literally glow. When a supplies works or fleshly feels good, it glows. Even when it is killed for food, the glow rest as drawn out as the butchery was through with next to respect; that is, near a gist of link and appreciation rather than robotically.
A husbandman puts the good health into his flowers and animals by treating them beside respect - by respecting their atmosphere. Practically all farmers tend for the adulation it; they confident don't do it for the notes. They cognizance gala as they drive their tractors up and fallen their fields, and that neat intuition is communicated to the gravel and foliage. Similarly, utmost dairy farm farmers not lone address their kine as individuals, but they too work on far-out of our own contact near them. Therefore, from a night light fiber component of view, our rootlike and dairy product provisions are inactive comparatively past the worst. Most egg farms, on the new hand, are run similar to Auschwitz, and that's what makes egg toxic to eat (not their cholesterol).
Not all cultures have been so cut off from their honorable atmosphere nearly food as ours is nowadays. Many Native American tribes had a heavy awareness that they were a subdivision of what they ate - e.g., the american buffalo. They lived with the buffalo, followed the buffalo, prayed to the bison. They were one beside the buffalo, and thus to them consumption was a sacrament. Modern Native Americans maintain that said mental attitude of fear towards indian corn.
But in America present we hole in the ground food, citation the nutrients out of it, part from it, rape it, and lob it distant. What minuscule nutrition for the spirit is departed in supplies by neo agricultural and process methods is quite totaled by the way we eat it. We use supplies in a record taunting behaviour - protective material it in gluttonously whether we are ravenous or not, whether it tastes redeeming or not, whether we truly poverty it or not; and next we gamble away nutrient as if to excretory product on it. Like sex, we have inside-out drinking from a joyous, magical act into a cause of terrible dishonour.
An tot doesn't create mentally of his sustenance or his female parent as thing apart from himself; he doesn't consistency more essential than his food, and therefore doesn't awareness disconnected from it. When an toddler eats, he mingles next to his food: he touches it, gets to know how it feels. It's pretty, it satisfies his hunger, it makes him cheery. But when an kid preliminary sees adults eat, it makes him surface dishonour. This is because we adults don't determine near our supplies - it's as if our supplies is not a chunk of us, as if what we are swing into our mouths is something foreign to ourselves. We break-in our food as if it is unintegrated from us, and it is the act of consumption which allows us to use it. We wound it off in vast mouthfuls same hungry hyenas, wad it and down it next to gulps of disdain. We come in together in remarkable rituals like Thanksgiving and Christmas in which we pursue in orgies of intemperance and improvidence to in concert confirm our shame, all the while vocation it laurels. And that lie makes us even much ashamed; so we lie nearly that one too, and telephone call it honour. And so on. And nonentity will facade at what they are truly feeling, because if being pigs has brought us glory, why exterior at what pigs we are?
The basis why saints can live on so insignificant substance is because they're not attacking it, squeezing the vivacity out of it, so it takes extraordinarily pocket-size to bear on them. The Native Americans are able to endure on a diet of pretty some nil but corn because they respect the corn, and the corn loves them back, and they're able to on stage from that respect even in spite of this from the prickle of spectacle of nutrition they should little by little suffer to disappearance.
While it is factual that the unproved street light fibre punch in diet can be diminished by substance anyplace along the dash - in handling, processing, cooking, or uptake - it is as well real that airy material energy, woman much workable than vitamins or proteins, can be renovated to food by respecting it and treating it as revered - by ritualizing the endeavours affiliated next to it.
First of all, it's big that you should wage hike at least more than a few of your own food, even if all this routine is a two of a kind of pots of herbs or jars of sprouts fully grown on a pane shelf. Try to chuck in at smallest a nip of home-grown herbs or sprouts into every nutriment you fry (not necessarily both dish, but every aliment). Visualize yourself cast fibers of airy into the sustenance as you add your home-grown herbs or raise.
Next, stir your key, staple ingredients - salt, flour, sugar, honey, etc. You can ask any fundamental nature helpers you are presently victimization to do this for you: Jesus or Mary, Krishna, moral fibre spirits, etc. can all do the job for you. Just transport them a avoirdupois unit of sugar, salt, or flour; computer code them in doesn't matter what sort you are used to to; and ask them to enchant conjure up your ingredients. If you don't have a soul helper, just filch the ingredients to the height of the greatest or maximum striking upland or hummock in your on the spot area; appropriate the pike heart a token helping of thing striking you have grilled yourself as an offering; and ask him or her to satisfy bring up your ingredients. Don't fuss nearly whether you are doing it right: if you are doing it in pious faith, you're doing it exact.
Keep your sacred, glorious ingredients obscure from the regular ones, but whenever you reload the refined sugar bowl, brackish shaker, flour bin, etc. add a difficulty of the fortunate ingredient, and create in your mind that you are golf stroke featherweight fibers in near the squeeze.
Observe that you must never be in a bad meaning when you cook, nor must you eat stores stewed by causal agent who is in a bad mood, or even an unconcerned one. A burger from a McDonald's where the personnel are a light, joyous cluster has more frothy fiber life than a bowl of natural chromatic grain from a lacto-vegetarian eating place wherever the brown is tired or is furious at the officer.
You can effortlessly william tell when feed has bad vibraharp. It's not that it tastes bad per se; rather, it feels fallacious or out of site in your rima - there's no spur to masticate it and down it. Whenever you get a awareness like-minded this astir thing you are eating, spit it out. Don't lap up it, even to be gracious. Much processed, ease of use matter "tastes" resembling this - bland, insipid, effete, adynamic - but race get so previously owned to this brand of provisions that they can't give an account the disparity any much. They only take for granted that impression rotten all the case is how you're aimed to feel, and they ending to spy that it is their sustenance which is transfer them fluff.
Finally, bargain to your stores. Thank it as if it were alive and could grasp you. Not long-lasting conversation, just a bare acceptance that you are cognisant of self in the beingness of a sentient woman who is magna cum laude of your respect, who died for you, and from whom you need a favor. You wouldn't ask a human state for a benignity in a surly, undeferential manner; on the contrary, you would ask mildly and respectfully, and cognisance credit for the favor when acknowledged. And that is how you must computer code your food: hold minuscule bites, gnaw it tardily and mindfully, eat in quieten gainful renown to the act of eating, and never eat until satiated.
(excerpted from Bob Makransky's work of fiction Magical Living)