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A Story About Failure
The Mother of all Caveats: This is a very long post, more than 2800 words. And I do not recommend reading it. It tells of a very sad story of my life, the details of “The Hardest Winter”. It is full of failure, and there’s no “redeeming happy ending”. There’s a bit on the life lessons I learned through it but mostly, it’s just failure. At the beginning of this year I had 2 main goals. Though I cannot call them “goals”. They are more like… adventures. Let’s just say I wanted to achieve 2 things to make my life “better”: a “new job” and meeting Mr Soulmate. “New Job”…
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There is no “right weight” or “wrong weight”
We all get attached to the idea that there is a "right way" of doing things, a "right way" of being. But there is no "right" and there is no "wrong".
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Healing Ourselves, Healing the Planet
Weird things begin to happen when we start doing yoga We become… “allergic” towards things that aren’t good for us anyway. Things like: * overly processed food * too much sugar * too much fat * nasty chemicals * violent movies * shopping malls * too much sound * too much light * too much “anything” We start doing yoga in order to be “healthier”, oftentimes to heal a particular health problem. And we end up re-thinking our entire lives. Here’s the progression, for so many of us: * We fall sick (ie: depression, chronic fatigue, etc) and Western Medicine offers no cure. We can’t go on as we were.…
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My Life Is Phunked
My life is phunked. You will need this information for this post. So even if you don’t agree that my life is phunked, suspend your judgement and roll with it for now. There’s an important lesson here My life is phunked. It is pretty darn phunked. It may not look like that, but trust me, it is. And because my life is phunked, I run around desperately trying to unphunk it. In that running around, I ask for advice, from people whose lives aren’t phunked. In not so many words, I say: “please show me how to unphunk my life”. And they tell me. They give me advice. And I,…
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There must be more than “getting by”
Allow me to say a few things. Actually, this is my blog, and my computer, so I can say whatever I want. Ha! I forgot. I want to believe there is more than “getting by”. I want to believe it is possible to live life to make our dreams come true. Listen, I am very, very poor. I know that. How poor? Well. I’ve been living my whole adult life in between half of the “poverty line” and a third. Yes, a third of the “poverty line”. Which is to say, I’ve been very, very poor. AND I want to believe there is more than “getting by” It’s easy to…
