Monthly Archives: June 2013

Love, Freedom, and Aloneness

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A few days ago I stumbled on a book that was in a closet in my house. Love, Freedom, and Aloneness by Osho. Osho was basically this badass guru who brought eastern philosophies to the west in the 1960s-80s. This book drops knowledge bombs all over the place. Everything he says in a single page makes more sense then all of the religious texts I have read in the ten years I went to a Catholic school. Here is a passage from the beginning of his book.

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“Don’t condemn yourself. You have been condemned so much, and you have accepted all that condemnation. Now you go on doing harm to yourself. Nobody thinks himself worthy enough, nobody thinks himself a beautiful creation of God; nobody thinks that he is needed at all. These are poisonous ideas, but you have been poisoned. You have been poisoned with your mother’s milk- and this has been your whole past. Humanity has lived under a dark, dark cloud of self-condemnation. If you condemn yourself, how can you worship existence?  If you cannot worship existence within you, you will become incapable of worshipping existence in others; it will be impossible.

You can become part of the whole only if you have great respect for the God that resides within you. You are a host, God is your guest. By loving yourself you will know this: that God has chosen you to be a vehicle. In choosing you to be a vehicle he has already respected you, loved you. In creating you he has shown love for you. He has not made you accidentally; he has made you with a certain destiny, with a certain potential, with a certain glory that you have to attain. Yes, God has created man in his own image. Man has to become a God. Unless man becomes a God there is going to be no fulfillment, no contentment.

But how can you become a God? Your priests say that you are a sinner. Your priests say that you are doomed, that you are bound to go to hell. And they make you very much afraid of loving yourself. This is their trick, to cut the very root of love. And they are very cunning people. The most cunning profession in the world is that of the priest. Then he says, “Love others.” Now it is going to be plastic, synthetic, a pretension, a performance.

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The greatest miracle in the world is that you are, that I am. To be is the greatest miracle- and meditation opens the door of this great miracle. But only a man who loves himself can meditate; otherwise you are always escaping from yourself, avoiding yourself. Who wants to look at an ugly face, and who wants to penetrate into an ugly being? Who wants to enter into the hell that you think you are? You want to keep this whole thing covered up with beautiful flowers and you want to always escape from yourself.

Hence people are continuously seeking company. They can’t be with themselves; they want to be with others. People are seeking any type of company; if they can avoid the company of themselves, anything will do. They will sit in a movie house for three hours watching something utterly stupid. They will read a detective novel for hours, wasting their time. They will read the same newspaper again and again just to keep themselves engages. They will play cards and chess just to kill time- as if they have too much time!

We don’t have too much time. We don’t have enough time to grow, to be, to rejoice.

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Each child is born beautiful and then we start distorting his beauty, crippling him in many ways, paralyzing him in many ways, distorting his proportion, making him unbalanced. Sooner or later he becomes so disgusted with himself that he is ready to be with anybody. He may go to a prostitute just to avoid himself.

Love yourself, says Buddha. And this can transform the whole world. It can destroy the whole ugly past. It can herald a new age, it can be the beginning of a new humanity.”

Thank you Osho. Your words are very inspiring. May I learn to love myself whole heartedly, for that is the key to the door which will lead to a fulfilled life of freedom.

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Boy Meets World Was The Best Show Ever

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It’s a Wednesday morning at my house. The sun is shining, the coffee is brewing, the eggs are cooking, and a Boy Meets World Marathon is on ABC family. Could life get any better?

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No, probably not because Boy Meets World is the greatest show in the history of tv shows. I mean, maybe I’m biased because I grew up watching this show and so I feel like it taught me everything I need to know in life… but… no that’s pretty much what makes it the greatest show ever.

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My favorite thing about this show is that it’s funny without trying to hard, sentimental without being corny, and at the end of the day there is always some moral that you can come away with.

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And of course there is Corey and Topanga.

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Yes… it’s totally possible to find your soulmate in 6th grade!

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But mostly… I just find Boy Meets World funny

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And of course Mr. Feeny taught me some important life lessons.

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Now if you’ll excuse me I have a marathon to get to 🙂

Homemade Pesto Pasta

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Today I got up and did 30 minutes of yoga on my porch. Afterwards I went to the Pahoa farmers market with my brother. I’ve never been to this market so I was really surprised at how busy it was. I snagged some fresh basil, garlic, tomatoes, mushrooms, and goat cheese. I got some inspiration from the basil and whipped up some pesto with my handy dandy mini food processor. It was amazing. The only thing I didn’t have was pine nuts, so I improvised by toasting some almond silvers. It was surprisingly easy, all I did was grind up the almonds, throw in the whole bunch of basil, and about a cup of olive oil. Then I added an asiago parmesan cheese blend and three cloves of garlic. Voila! Pesto. Then I boiled up some mini bow tie pastas and mixed it all together.

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Calorie Counting, Yoga, and Zombie Love Stories

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It’s summer!!!!!!!!

And I also have two more months to be a kid until I move off into the big bad city. It’s been pretty awesome so far. I am hanging out with my friends from high school, playing with my dogs, going to the beach, and just not worrying about adult stuff because I have the rest of my life to do that.

But I am trying to get in shape. So far it’s been awesome. I work out every morning and go to yoga several times a week. Yesterday I hit up a 75 minute vinyasa flow class and it was incredible. We were trying head stands and back bends… shit was getting cray. Then I went with some friends to an hour of turbo kick which I was reluctant about, but I got into it eventually. The only problem with working out a lot is I get incredibly hungry and I just eat everything without thinking. Then I feel bad but then it just repeats like a vicious cycle. I figure that the only way I can combat this problem is to do the dreaded counting of calories.

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It’s a pretty awful thing to subject oneself to. I get cranky and frustrated, but I can’t really think of anything else and I don’t want to set my self back with my progress. The thing about being a girl is that if you eat a lot of food and work out then you get the bulky look, and that’s not cute. So I’m busting out the measuring cups for this one.

And lastly I saw the most adorable movie ever yesterday. Warm bodies absolutely made me melt. I died. I can’t… I just cannot handle how cute that movie was. Seriously… what are you doing. Go watch that movie.

Now.

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Things Disney Movies and Taylor Swift Taught Me That I Now Have To Unlearn

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Like most kids my parents let me watch disney movies when I was growing up.
And like most kids I had every single movie on video tape, and I would watch them… on repeat.
I was especially attracted to the princess movies, I mean… what little girl doesn’t watch Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty and idealize abut the day when her knight in shining armor is going to ride up and whisk her off into the sunset. It’s a nice fantasy and it made me feel pretty warm and fuzzy inside; it still does from time to time and lately Disney has been airing some of my favorite movies from the good old days. I had some time to sit down and ponder how these movies affected me and other girls growing up, and now that I think about it I can imagine that some of the messages kids might unintentionally take away from these movies can severely mess with their idea of what it means to live “happily ever after.”

Take for example…

The fact that the names of the princes from Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, etc are not really important (or even mentioned??) Props to you if you can remember any of their names. It seems that it doesn’t really matter what their names are… just that they are tall, handsome, light on their feet, and have the white horse thing going for them. Even in movies where the protagonist is a guy like Quasimodo, besides being caring, compassionate, and an all around great guy, he ends up getting friend zoned because Esmerelda would rather be with… what’s his name again??
So what does this mean for little girls all over the world who fantasize about their princes. Does personality  matter or do they just need to have a dazzling smile and a deep wallet?

Having to compromise yourself to win the princes affections. I know from personal experience that girls do this all the time. A girl can be completely normal, but when there is a guy(s) around she goes into psycho flirt mode and cannot let any part of her actual self seep through this vicious facade. Ariel did it. I mean she swapped her fins for legs and gave up one of the most incredible things about her, her freaking voice. But hey, it’s not like she had anything important to say right?

Shout out to Taylor Swift on this next one. Go for the jerks because deep down they really are good guys, they just treat you like dirt because they have an inferiority complex. Belle put up with aggressive and verbal abuse from beast, but it payed off in the end when he turned into the hot prince. T Swift is probably the epitome of this example because 16 times out of 16 she goes for the assholes. She’s even started owning up to this in her songs… I mean come on “I knew you were trouble when you walked in…” ? Really, but you went for it any way… what kind of message is this giving to young impressionable girls?

Beauty, not hard work, will get you things. This one was pretty much the moral story of Cinderella. Yes she worked her ass off, but at the end of the day the Prince chose her because she was beautiful and she had impossibly small feet…

And my favorite one of all and probably the biggest lesson that girls come away with: you need a guy to complete you. You need a prince charming to make your life worth living. Mulan wasn’t good enough for Shang until she saved an entire country. Every story ends with the princess living happily ever after, even if it means compromising everything about herself. In the end it’s worth it because it has been drilled into our heads that this is the end all be all of happiness. It’s the fairytale ending that little girls everywhere dream of having. It’s the reason why the wedding industry makes billions of dollars on couture lace gowns and white doves, and also why 50% of marriages end in divorce. There is no happily ever after, there is only right now and if you love some one, forget all of the bullshit expectations and accept them for who they really are. I’m going to wrap this up with one of my favorite quotes:

“We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly”

And also a collection of my favorite disney hipster princess memes… I enjoyed picking these out way too much

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And we can’t forget Taylor…

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