This meal arises from the labour of all beings,may we remember their offering.
Above is
the beginning of a chant we recited before every meal at the
meditation retreat I attended recently. Rarely do I think about all
the people who participate in making sure I am fed, partly because
it's impossible. On a snowy day yesterday, I bought a bag of
carrots. From the person who put the seed in the ground to the woman
who took my money at the store, how many people were involved? I can't quite imagine. (I tried unsuccessfully to find the source of the picture above.)
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