Are we fruitarian? Are we breatharian? Are we lovearian? Maybe all the above?
Progressing with My Fruitarian Experiment
I came to Vilcabamba because I wanted to live on fruit and I am noticing that over the last couple of days I was unable to eat only fruit. Nonetheless, I noticed that I didn’t need anything else other than fruit, but I chose to eat because food was offered to me, or because I honored and accepted my desires for sensual pleasure.
This fruitarian bodybuilding adventure first came to be because I wanted to prove that it was possible to live on fruit only. In the meantime I learned that it is not only possible to live with fruit but also possible to live with only water and even without water or anything else at all.
I am learning more and more how amazing my body is because I learn how amazing this life is. I am learning to flow and to be and I am learning that the only thing that stops me from eating only fruit is my environment. When I am in an environment where only fruit is available it is easy for me to follow a strict fruitarian diet. When I am in an environment where fruit is unavailable or where other food is offered to me, I struggle to eat only fruit.
Some people may consider this to be a weakness s of mine and perhaps it is, but I found other things as important as discipline, such as exploration and the ability to blend in social situations. More important than anything, I want to accept other cultures and ideologies’ as true or as true as any of my thoughts may be.
More Struggles with the Fruitarian Diet
Today I woke up and did my morning routine of meditation, qigong and Foundation Training. I had a huge papaya for breakfast which was quite delicious and then I worked on my videos, uploading two dozen videos to my YouTube channel.
For lunch I had a huge bowl of tomatoes, and that was plenty to fill me up. I didn’t feel hungry after that. To be honest, I didn’t even feel hungry before eating the papaya or the tomatoes, I just wanted to eat them, no needs, only desires.
On the afternoon I moved to my new placer were I will be living for the next 10 days. Because of that transition I was unable to make it to the market. Big mistake.
After settling into my new space I ran downhill to the Centro of Vilcabamba because I wanted to socialize. I didn’t want to remain alone in my cabin for the rest of the day. I was also hoping to buy some fruit but by the time I made it to Vilcabamaba I could not find any fruit stands. The farmers market had ended at 2 p.m. I walked around and found no place that satisfied my consciousness so I decided to get some vegetarian soup at a restaurant instead. Just by eating the soup, which was fairly light, I noticed some heaviness in my belly.
In and Out of the Fruitarian Diet
Form there I headed back home and on my way there I almost had a bowl of rice. I was just curious to try. I decided to not eat the rice and instead I kept walking. I stopped again at a bar where they sell beer and pizza, I was curious to try that too, but again decided not to. I kept walking and stopped at a place where they sold fruit. I bought an apple, an avocado and a pound of rice. I figured this was my least bad option.
Five minutes later I ran into my friend Juan, a fellow Argentinean from Chambalabamba, he was heading to buy some food, so I walked with him. We had a nice talk, bought groceries for him and on our way back we receive an invitation from a child on the other side of a fence inside the house who said with a kind and loving voice “do you want to come to a party?” I was surprised, I looked up and saw a sign that said “Govindas”, this was one of the Hare Krishna temples in town, I had heard about it before.
My heart immediately lighted up and told Juan “let’s go in”. We did some prayer and sang Hare Krishna. I was ecstatic and peaceful at the same time. Juan had a nice time too, it was his first time at a temple. After singing dancing and reading from sacred scriptures we were offered some blessed food. Of course it wasn’t fruit or raw either, but I still ate because it was blessed and delicious. Surely the strict fruitarians of this world will look down upon me. Sometimes I do too, but I am looking for truth, beyond appearances.
The food was absolutely delicious, rice and vegetables, some quinoa balls and pita bread, I was afraid it wouldn’t settle well. After eating half my plate I was feeling full, so I took my time with it, I had no rush, but had faith this was the right thing to do.
At the same time I was confused. Why do Hare Krishna people talk against killing animals but they are ok with killing plants? Hare Krishna’s are known to be vegetarians because they love all beings, but those who study fruitarianism know that plans have senses and feelings too. Killing broccoli is like killing a cow. Isn’t it? What do you think?
There is no mistake, only opportunities to learn, to grow, to give and receive, to live and die.
