Organic Snobs or Caring Moms

I watched a show today about GMO’s in our foods and how they are allegedly poisoning¬†us. I always thought “organic” meant I was better than the next person and walked around with my noise in the air — that was my “belief” …omg, where did this come from?

It is bizarre to try and trace back a deep rooted belief to find its source. Was it influenced by our parents, our friends or siblings, or society; our schools, media, or communities? For me it really isn’t super important the experience surrounding the origin, just that I can pinpoint the actual time in my life. This way, I can think of all the human experiences, where I put a belief into motion and gave it energy. I could now discern that those times are a product of a belief I told myself was true for years – and not the real, true, whole, worthy spiritual and human being I am.

With the ability to live open and find value in everything, I watched a show about GMO’s in our foods and from now on, I will buy organic when it is available or better yet, I will seek it out. I will not be walking around the store with my organic basket of items with my nose in the air … for heavens sake, I have six kiddos, my hair lives in a ponytail and if I put Chapstick on I am wearing make-up. By being buying organic I am sending the message that it is important for Mom’s to do this for their families and break the stigma that is attached to buying organic.

My life, and that of my children’s, will forever be changed in small or large ways because of one human experience I chose to listen to with an open mind.

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