Yogan's Journey to Life

I am looking at the word Friend today. And with looking at this word I am reminded of one of my very old friends, the Trees. There have been times in my life where I didn't have any human friends, actually for many long periods of my life. But the trees were a old reliable friend. There is a book called the Giving Tree. It helped me see that Trees are alive and that they give themselves as how they describe in the book. And I remember my mom telling me to stop hitting a tree with a stick, and how it feels pain. Trees do bleed sap. I remember I would draw trees as a kid There were specific trees that I would go visit. Some when I especially was sad and lonely. Resting my head against the one branch of this one tree. I would look at a tree and I could see all its splendor. I could hear in my head the voices the trees and plants would make, or at least I would imagine it. How I would say hello silently within myself to them, and I would hear right away how they say hi back al...

So I'm writing this blog because of something I observed about myself as I got older, and observed about other people who are older than me. And what is leading me specifically to write NOW, in this moment is watching this video. See Link: Link So she started dancing ballet 70 years ago and she never quit. So something about age is funny. Like I mean, I am 29, I don't feel like I'm a different person when I was 13, because of my age or number. I'm still the same person, and the ways that I have changed is not because I'm older, its because of who I decided to be and my decisions to change, and what I decided to do in front of challenges and opportunities. So there are things that I love and will always love. Because why on earth would getting older change things that I love to do? It wouldn't. So its not strange at all for someone who is 80 year old or 90 years old to dance what they love to do, because they are the same person as before. Like  anoth...

Happiness. There is something programmed into us that when we become parents or caretakers of children or animals/pets, we start to feel a kind of joy, happiness or love that consumes us. Where we feel this way that feels so good. Buts it is not a happiness that you live or direct. It is a happiness that is a reaction, something you just feel with your kids you care for or the animals/pets you care for. So that the day they may die or be taken from you, you are filled with an inexplicably powerful sadness/depression that you cannot stop. What is interesting is that what is BEST for your kids and pets is that you don't feel this way. Instead, what is best is that you LIVE happiness as yourself, where you JOIN them in LIVING. Be an equal with them. Doing this will teach them as well to do the same and become the same as you. Because Living Happiness is not something that can be taken away. You are not riding the waves of energy when you Live Happiness as yourself. It won't end...

So yesterday I was looking at the biases that I have toward women, which include seeing them as better, more honest, more intelligent, more trustworthy, and nice, and kind. And this was brought up thanks to looking at the manipulation that I have faced. Now I have already covered using Confidence, and using anger. And yesterday I sort of started introducing the point of using kindness, and being nice, and happy to manipulate. In this blog I am really going to focus in on this topic. Now one context where I have constantly faced being treated with kindness and happiness is when I was a child. This is something all children face. We treat children with kindness, and being nice to them and happy. So how is this manipulation? Well, how about when you tell a child in a great big happy voice with excitement = "why don't we go over here and do some finger painting won't it be so much fun!!!"  So the child gets excited by what you are saying and follows you and then starts ...

I am not a parent. I don't have any kids. But I am worried.... So to explain why this is, I will start with some of my experiences the past 7 months. I have been working at a Sudbury school with children ages 6-12. Now, perhaps a few people in the world can relate to this, but it feels as if some dormant unconscious parental fear has been activating within me. Almost like a programmed put there by nature within all of humanity. But in my case, I am not a father, so this worry I am experiencing is being triggered through the role/position I have been in, where I do watch out for the children's safety. For parents it might seem natural to feel this way. However, because of my life experience, and so frame of perspective, I know that this worry/fear I am experience is anything but natural. Logically, it makes sense to experience worry and fear if your environment is truly threatening. Which if we look at the genetic history of humanity, there were periods of time, not so long ...

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear being alone. i forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear not getting married. I forgive mysel ffor acceptin and allowing myself to fear not having kids I foribe mysel ffor accepting and allwing myself to fear not having  awife. I forgive mysel ffor accepting and allowing myself to fear not meeting my soul mate. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself ot fear not meeting and getting with the perfect person for me. I forgiv emyself for accepting and allowing myself to fear losing the opportunity for the relationship that is meant or destined for me. I forgiv emyself for accepting and allowing mysefl to believe in destiny and fate. I forgive mysel for accepting and allowing myself to see myself as powerless because destiny and fate will decide my life. I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to hope and desire for destiny and fate to exist so that I won't have to lose anything, or ...