I’m having people for dinner tomorrow night. This was arranged long before I decided to do the fast. Though it is an opportunity to create a dialogue around the Darfur crisis, I can’t help thinking I’ll feel weird and awkward sitting there not eating when I have guests. Why does that make me feel uncomfortable? Why do I have to eat in order to experience community? What will cooking be like? That will be quite a test. Day three and cooking a feast in which I will not partake….
Tags: consciousness, Darfur, fast, genocide, refugees
