Do you ever wonder why we are here? Why at times, if feels like we’re on Cloud 9? And other times, it’s as if the World is crumbling below our feet?
Beauty and chaos, progression and destruction… these things are present everywhere weÂ look and we’re expected to keep our cool? To be present, zen, or whatever you wish to call it?
Personally, I say: screwÂ all that.
Itâ€™s all happening whether you give a shit or not. Our World is moving at a faster vibration every day. It can feel as if time is speeding up… as if the minutes are being compressed into mere milli-seconds.
Yes, I am yogi, as well as a yoga & meditation teacher. And yes, I do teach methods and practices to create a more peaceful and healthy lifestyle. However, thatâ€™s in class. And Life is different from class.
Most people confuse class and (the classroom of) Life.Â Hereâ€™s a very basic example to shed some light (no pun intended).
Meet Stella, a â€œfaketicious” character of 27 years of age. Stella eats well and loves working out asÂ it helps her develop a healthy body and mind. She works for a PR firm that’s only a 15 minute walk from her apartment.
Last month, Stella began taking kick-boxing classes, and she absolutely loves them. Today, she attends class three times a week. After her sessions, she either heads homeÂ orÂ meets with friends to “hang out” with them.
At times, she feels like speaking to her friends about herÂ experiences and other times, she doesnâ€™t. Either way, the kick-boxing classes have led to the happy consequence of a healthier mind-body-spirit.
At no point does she ever feel the need to push her newfound love onto others or start a street brawl on every cornerâ€”to go down dark alley to kick some muggerâ€™s ass or apply her new kick-boxing skill onto anyoneâ€™s face, for that matter.
To clarify, she hung up her skill andÂ simply allowed it to be aÂ part of who she is. She simply digestedÂ her new skill.
Therefore, why is the western culture around yoga, mindfulness, and personal growth so different? Why do we feel the need to take what weâ€™ve learned in the classroom and spread it onto everyone else in our lives?
Obviously, Iâ€™m generalising, but you get the point, right?
Weâ€™ve missed the boat. Where is the digestion period?
We donâ€™t allow the teachings from classes to simply settle and patiently allowed to be digested into our being.Â Instead, we regurgitate, spray, preach, and wonder why we still feel empty or strange.
Wake the fuck up. Take a sec to realize that all youâ€™ve done is puked up a bunch of (mostly awesome) information without even having taking the time to explore what it means to you.
The name of the game is Reflection and Digestion. When in doubt, look to Nature.
Do predators hurry with anxiety to their next meal after a fresh kill? Do neuro-patterns in the brain form new patterns after applying a thought or technique only once?
The data says not likely. So why are we in a rush to puke our newfound ways that we still havenâ€™t yet grasped ourselves?
See Also:Â Why Is It So Hard To Be Good?
We know for a fact that we are made up of roughly 70% water. This figure isÂ approximately the same as our Mother Earth. It is also known that in the world of spirituality, we can become beings of light.
How well can you see through a body of water when it’s agitated? What happens when you allow that same body of water to find a few moments of stillness?
Look to Nature.
Itâ€™s simple, and itâ€™s a question I get all the time.Â My advice to someone whoâ€™s feeling lost, confused, or agitated by a bunch of new pertinent and life-changing informationâ€”to anyone searching for Clarity in the truest sense of the wordâ€¦
First go to Nature for as long as you can. A few days should be plenty.
And I donâ€™t mean your friendâ€™s cottage with jet-skis. True Nature. As inÂ animals, trees, sounds, water, views, and mountains. Make it anywhere you wonâ€™t hear or see human language.
If you do, I encourage you to contact me with your personal story. Because going to Nature is not only awesome, but itâ€™s alsoÂ the beginning of your new journey.