Then I will be happy...
Dear God, why am I still watching too much Netflik, eating too much junk food, getting up late, not losing weight, not sticking to vision boards... why am I still not that vision of my ideal self? (or my mother's concept... hard to tell) The gap between who one is and the vision of who one aspires to be, there is always an army of inner demons snapping away. The swamp of everlasting suffering, of perpetual 'if... thens', of forever self loathing... designed to ensure that you will never be happy, enough or peaceful...
Once in my yoga class, a brilliant yoga teacher described how to do the cobra pose. She told us to imagine that we are crawling out of quicksand and pushing towards the sun. Is it possible to climb out of the swamp of everlasting suffering of neurosis? Crawl out of the notion that somehow some goal needs to be achieved in order for one to be lovable or enough?
In reality, plastic surgery, self improvement courses, therapy, depression and anxiety is only on the raise. Whenever we finish a yoga class or chant mantras about how completely blissful we are, there are a thousand things, people and circumstances waiting outside the class door to scream 'you are not good enough!'. In unison. This contagious and insane disease of not being good enough is possibly one of the main culprits for universal suffering.
Granted, we are all entitled to be the best versions of ourselves or to fulfil our potential. By all means starve if being size 0 is so important... but if you have just a minute to spare from all that running... it might be worthwhile to just contemplate on who we really are, who we really want to be and if it is worth staying in the swamp of perpetual suffering for it. Becoming a neurotic human doing full of anxiety from chasing illusions is, surely, not happiness. Or maybe, the chasing and seeking is just a form of distraction from the truth that you were already lonely, disconnected and unhappy...
Think about it. And don't forget to shout back 'Yes! I am so awesomely enough!' before returning to Netflik... Namaste!
Once in my yoga class, a brilliant yoga teacher described how to do the cobra pose. She told us to imagine that we are crawling out of quicksand and pushing towards the sun. Is it possible to climb out of the swamp of everlasting suffering of neurosis? Crawl out of the notion that somehow some goal needs to be achieved in order for one to be lovable or enough?
In reality, plastic surgery, self improvement courses, therapy, depression and anxiety is only on the raise. Whenever we finish a yoga class or chant mantras about how completely blissful we are, there are a thousand things, people and circumstances waiting outside the class door to scream 'you are not good enough!'. In unison. This contagious and insane disease of not being good enough is possibly one of the main culprits for universal suffering.
Granted, we are all entitled to be the best versions of ourselves or to fulfil our potential. By all means starve if being size 0 is so important... but if you have just a minute to spare from all that running... it might be worthwhile to just contemplate on who we really are, who we really want to be and if it is worth staying in the swamp of perpetual suffering for it. Becoming a neurotic human doing full of anxiety from chasing illusions is, surely, not happiness. Or maybe, the chasing and seeking is just a form of distraction from the truth that you were already lonely, disconnected and unhappy...
Think about it. And don't forget to shout back 'Yes! I am so awesomely enough!' before returning to Netflik... Namaste!
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