The Christmas season is nothing more than capitalist masturbation. Showing you're capable of buying copious amounts of useless shit until you climax on the 25th all over the stuff you'll throw out in a few months time.
“Imagine the Earth devoid of human life, inhabited only by plants and animals. Would it still have a past and a future? Could we still speak of time in a meaningful way? The question “What time is it?” or “What’s the date today?” - if anybody were there to ask it - would be quite meaningless. The oak tree or the eagle would be bemused by such a question. “What time?” they would ask. “Well, of course, it’s now. The time is now. What else is there?””
4 years of waiting ,of saving money only to have a emergency come up,of not having a extra car or a babysitter. 4 years and the next chapter of my life is finally beginning. I've tossed around the idea of being a art teacher,a vet tech,a lifelong slave to retail management but none of those things ever really consumed my interest. When I came to a daily practice of yoga it finally dawned on me the power it has to change myself,not merely physically but mentally as well. I've struggled with anxiety in many aspects of my life,and to be honest with myself they've stopped me from doing something meaningful with my life more than once. I struggled with not feeling my practice was "advanced" enough, with the fact that I will have to get in front of a class and lead,but my passion has shut up those thoughts and told me just go with it. The studio that I go to feels like home.it helps me let down those barriers,to be one of the group,to be confident in myself. Today is day 2 on a 3 month journey and I can't wait to take it all in.