Monday, 13 June 2016

Evolvement and Devolvement

Back to the transition from a hard driven Type A personality into a Hippy (See the very first blog), I started Yoga teacher training a couple of months back. I have learned so much valuable and enjoyable information and I have been transformed, internally and externally. This kind of reminds me of a diamond, putting so much pressure on an item, body, or mind that it changes the molecular structure into something completely different.

I have been forever changed. My body feels different, moves more with grace, and my mind has been expanded into different thought forms, spiritual planes of existence, and is calm.

Things that were opaque have become clear; movements that were impossible have become natural, and I have learned serenity. Yoga changed my mind and my life, I cannot name all the differences. All I can say, there was a life lived differently before and after Yoga.

I am so exited to teach and to open this learning to others, and I can only hope that what I have experienced others can as well.

If you have been following this blog, you know I am a physical and emotional mess because of the Compound Complex PTSD, Anxiety, the brain thing....sigh and ADD. Yoga has helped with most of these issues. Obviously not the brain thing. But the others, definitely.

Yoga is more than a program, a pose, a spiritual journey or exercise. It can be all of these things or a combination of any of them. Yoga connects me to the greater spiritual purpose that includes the inclusivity of humanism.

But the events of last and this week have saddened me to the core of my being. A USA Olympic bound swimmer raped and brutalized an unconscious female. The judge, mom and dad, and the legal team thought he suffered enough from having a lifetime ban from the US swimming team that feeds into the Olympics and the judge did not want undo pressure placed on this predator that this man effectively will serve a three month sentence surrounded by protective guards, lest he receives the same life sentence he forced upon a defenceless woman, or, as dad put it, his "20 minutes of action."

I cannot fathom the thought process that turns the brutalization of an unconscious female, against her will, without consent, as 20 minutes of action.

Then there is the killing of 50 people and the wounding of 53 others due to a belief system that is radically devolved. Someone who thought we should turn the years back to the middle ages. And someone who will probably be labeled as mentally ill rather than a sociopath.

In both these last instances, people thought they were entitled to take what someone else had, against their will, someone who stood in judgement of another human life and decreed they were not worthy.

What a sad state we are in when are controlled by bullies.

The only way to right these wrongs is to be the change you want to see in the world. One person at a time. One small act at a time. Reach out to someone who is hurting and just listen. See the overworked mom and ask her if she wants a coffee. Introduce yourself to your neighbour.

One by one, we can make a difference. Start small. One simple act of kindness. It can make a huge difference.

As My Friend Calls It: Random Musings

Another week, another massive bombing killing innocent people and causing pain, fear and misery in the beautiful country of Belgium. I do not understand and I am not going to pretend I do.

If your faith teaches you to kill others, to treat women and children like trash and to distort and twist the truth, to me that is a mental illness. I don't care if you are Jewish, (although I do not recall any fanatical Jewish uprisings), Christian, Muslim, Pagan, Catholic, Buddhist or Monk. Fanatical belief that teaches to harm others because of an us or them mentality is so far from being human, it should be wiped out for the rabid dog it is.

How many more people have to die before we name this for what it is: the annihilation of a way of thinking because someone decreed it was wrong.

I do not know what the answer is and I am not going to pretend I do. But being politically correct does nothing to solve this and lets the bully stomp all over the flowers in the garden because they cannot see the beauty for what it is, and Heaven forbid that someone else should live different from you.

I hate the fact that my birth home may be next. I hate that the rape rate in Sweden has increased by 1400%. I hate that girls are being told to change the way they dress or take a different route to school so as to not upset the men in the camps. I hate that we could be next.

Nothing makes sense to me anymore in a world where swim team USA Olympic hopefuls can brutally rape a girl and get less than three months in prison. When a 280 pound 19 year old can charge a police officer with a weapon and then be considered the victim when the officer kills him. When a man can brutally kill and eat a young man in front of others and be walking the streets, a free man in 7 years.

People are yearning for change and growth and optimism, but in these trying times, that is a difficult thing to do.