Thursday, November 24, 2011

Friday, November 18, 2011

Monday, November 14, 2011

Always a good reminder

Most of us express our distinctiveness in many ways throughout our lives. Although, as we proudly share our offbeat traits and preferences with the world, we take great pains to downplay those eccentricities we ourselves deem odd. Instead of living lives colored by these quirky impulses, we seek out socially acceptable outlets for our peculiarities.

We may not realize that we are editing ourselves in this way because our individual societal awareness is unintentionally attuned to the attitudes of the people we encounter each day.

Over time, we have learned to suppress some of the most fun aspects of individuality. To rediscover and embrace these buried traits, we need only ask ourselves what we would do if we knew for certain that no one would judge our choices.

Visualizing this day without judgment can help you better understand the idiosyncrasies that are an important part of who you are but seldom manifest themselves in your existence. Perhaps you secretly dream of replacing grown-up, conservative clothing in favor of a changing array of costumes. You may envision yourself painting your car electric-green, hugging the trees in a crowded local park, singing joyous songs as you skip through your community, or taking up an exciting hobby like fire spinning. Try not to be surprised, however, if your imagination takes you in unexpectedly simple directions. In your musings, you may see yourself doing things such as breaking out in dance or dying your hair a fun color.

Regardless of the nature of your suppressed peculiarities, ask yourself what is really stopping you from making them a part of your life, and then resolve to incorporate at least one into your everyday existence.

Making the most of years we are granted is a matter of being ourselves even though we know that we will inevitably encounter people who disapprove of our choices. When you shake your tail feathers like no one is watching, you will discover that there are many others who appreciate you because you are willing to let go of any inhibition. By doing this you help others know it is okay. No one else in the world is precisely like you and, each time you revel in this simple fact, you rededicate yourself to the celebration of individuality.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Friday, November 4, 2011

Full circle

I came back.
I didn't know if I was every going to see the light again after Yoda died.
I wondered if I would feel the same way about him that I did when I wrote my last post.
I do.
I miss him. Terribly.
I take comfort in knowing that he lived a phenomenal life. And he was so, so loved by so, so many.
But then there's me.
Without him, I felt lost. I know he was a dog, I'm aware of that. But he was part of my identity for so many years that without him by my side, I felt like my strength had been robbed of me.
In a way, Yoda continues to come to me.
He doesn't know it (or maybe he does) but his death was yet another lesson that he taught me.
I found who I was in his death. I found Buddhism. I found meditation. I found yoga. I found my peace that I've been looking for my whole life.
Without his death, I probably never would have gone looking but continued to be miserable.
And wouldn't you know, in typical Yoda fashion - he's with me all the time. All the time.
Meghan says that he's in the clouds, in heaven.
I just let her believe that because that's what gives her comfort and who am I to take that away from her?
But I don't believe that.
His spirit is with me. All the time.
I find it funny that he has come back in the form of a butterfly. You can judge and that's okay because I know this to be true.
I'm not even especially fond of butterflies, to be honest.
But whenever I'm having a bad day, or struggling with something especially hard - there is a butterfly. No matter the weather or where I am.
He comes to me in physical form when I have finished my yoga and I'm relishing the state of savasana. He is always there. I find myself smiling in savasana. It's like coming home.
But then he's gone again.
I know we'll me again.
And until then...I'll meet you in savasana Yodabear.
And all is zen.