Life is full of chaos. People throw negativity at us. Everybody wants something. The subway breaks down when we are already late. When we are not careful, this chaos can infiltrate our thought patterns and turn our minds into raging storms.
We usually blame external circumstances for our internal frustrations. But truthfully our reaction to circumstances, however imperfect they may be, is more critical to our happiness than circumstances themselves.
A chaotic mind drags us down into the dirt and drama of the negativity surrounding us. But a calm mind keeps the bullshit away. Meditation does not magically make life easier. But it does give us strength to handle life’s pressure with grace.
Morning morning my #Beautiful #Yogis. I do legs twice a week and yoga six days. I am almost obsessed with my health. To know the value of it, ask someone who is ill. I see illness, both physical and mental all around me. I see it tearing down my community and those within it. Being fit is hard, choosing to be happy is hard. Being unhealthy is hard, being unhappy is also hard. Choose your hard. So, what’s it going to be? If no one told you today, I love you! You got this and you can not be defeated, so let’s get to work! Stay #light and #awesome.
What does it mean to be spiritually Healthy? Why is it so important?
When we think of spirituality we think of spirituality, we often think of religion or believing in some form of higher power. We sometimes resist all things that are associated with this form of spirituality; however, spirituality doesn’t have to mean religion, it doesn’t have to mean being controlled by someone or something. Having spiritual health is all about understanding that your being within yourself is in a safe place. It is all about protecting and nourishing your spirit. There are many ways to nourish the spirit and be spiritually healthy without including religion in the mix. Her are a few ways to do this:
Meditation gives you time to sort through the things that plague your spirit. Allow yourself to work through your problems and free yourself from the inner workings of the ego. Sometimes the ego hides our true selves with the selves shape by a broken world.
2. Practice Mindfulness
Be present in your situation.Sometimes we go through life hiding from truths and hard times. Instead of facing rejection and moving on, we avoid difficult situation only to let it cloud our days, causing anxiety and nervousness. Don’t fear knowing the answer, be present in your life, know that what ever comes next you will want to be present for.
3. Get to know your true self
I know personally, I have created many personas for myself in order to fit in with the people around me. I changed the things I liked, I changed my way of thinking, I became someone that is just like everyone else. I got to a point I changed so much, I didn’t really know who I was. I had to peel back the layer and get to know myself again. What did I actually like? What do I actually care about? Was I like this because I wanted to seem interesting?
Sometimes the environment that changes us, isn’t for the better; so get to know the real you and love that you with all your heart.
I hope this help anyone who is looking to be spiritually healthy. Namaste.
Lately, my yoga/mediation sessions have been really good. I’m
getting better at this shit. I’m able to control my mind to where I can
really get to what’s bothering me. When I let my mind just roam, I’m surprised/shocked
to what I think about.
I’m always having muscle or joint pain, and yoga has been
really helping with that. I do yoga twice a day. When I start my day with yoga,
I just have a better outlook for the entire day. When I end my day with yoga, all
the bullshit that occurred during the day feels less overwhelming. I’m
really proud of myself because I have found an activity that relaxes me, puts
things into perspective, and helps with my body pain.
A close friend of mine died this past Sunday. His name was Sagar. Even as I type this, it is impossible to believe. He was 28 years old.
We met ten years ago this coming fall. It was the first day of college, literally the day we moved into the dorms. I walked down our hall, looking for someone who had set up their television. My own roommate and I couldn’t figure it out. His was the first room I came across that had a working television.
When I asked him if he would help us, his immediate response was, “Of course!”
As he was hooking everything up, he said, “One day we’ll look back on this and say this is how we met.”
Sagar helped me on the first day we met and he never stopped helping me.
To his friends, Sagar was encouraging, supportive, and always proud. He loved The Lazy Yogi and told many people about this blog even while I kept it quiet. When I switched from working in the film industry to pursuing my medical doctorate, he rooted for me and immediately got on board despite much skepticism and doubt from those around me. He was a true friend and ally.
Wherever Sagar lived, that’s where the parties were. He loved hosting, he loved bringing people together, and he loved his friends. All through college people thought I was one of his roommates because I was always at his place chilling.
After college he moved to New York City while I had to live at home in Connecticut. I came into the city every weekend and he would always have a place for me to sleep in his apartment. This very summer I slept on his couch many times. I slept in his bed the night before he died.
The month before, he went to the doctor with a bad cough and back/leg pain. They did a scan and it turned out to be a rare genetic late stage lung cancer. He underwent surgery but his condition declined rapidly. I visited him while he was unconscious in the ICU on Saturday and Sunday. I visited his body after he passed. I still can’t believe it as I am writing this.
The last two times I saw him stand out in my mind. The earlier time was our last nice day together. We drank on the rooftop of his apartment building in the Lower East side. We climbed the water tower and took in the view, talking about our plans for the summer and the future. He took a picture of me, which became my profile picture on Facebook.
The second time was the last time I saw him before he was in the hospital. His pain was bad, his cough was bad. But he was so happy to see me.
“Everything feels better when you’re here,” he had said to me.
When I left, he hugged me and told me he loved me. That was another thing I learned from Sagar. He always said “I love you” to his friends. Now I do too.
I have seen too many early deaths in my life already. My father died of cancer when I was in high school. One of my high school best friends committed suicide when I was in college. And now Sagar is gone.
Fuck. He was the center of everything good in our massive group of friends.
His death is senseless and tragic. One quote keeps going through my mind: “Nature is not human hearted.”
No it fucking isn’t.
I say this again and again: impermanence is inescapable. This life is not a means to an end. The end is death. No matter what we do, we take nothing with us. This life is an opportunity to love and to awaken. No more, no less.
I don’t know how Sagar’s death will effect me. After my father’s death, I found myself on a spiritual path and it led me to meditation. I don’t know what’s next.
All I can say is don’t wait. There is no later that we can depend on.
Thanks for listening. May you all be blessed with health, happiness, and peace.
We need the pose we hate the most. The work never stops. I still have to contend with the other side. But i find that recently, things just feel a little bit easier and i can breathe with ease. Hip opening and a few breaths to fly.