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| just so over the new age drivel |
My family will laugh at this because for the longest time I've been the biggest airy faery peddler of new age drivel and bullsh*t you can imagine. The way I communicated was so utterly meaningless, pretentious and ridiculous, now when I hear people talking the way I did for such a long time I want to vomit.
Something shifted in me in this past year and while I still hold certain beliefs you could term as spiritual and I still live in my own Universe of weird, I no longer feel a connection to any specific paradigm and I certainly cannot handle one more well-meaning "seeker" gushing to me about The Secret or the Abraham Hicks books.
In studying Kundalini yoga for about 10 years now, I've gone through a transition with this system as well...I loved it, embraced it, rebelled against it, hated it, came back to it...and I used to think some of Yogi Bhajan's thoughts about hippies and how positivity without grounding was worthless seemed harsh, even snippy. Now I see what he meant. He used to refer to most self proclaimed spiritual students or seekers as "window shoppers" and I never saw the truth in that. Now I do. Not that there's anything horribly wrong with it, but I see it.
It's all good and well to live your life floating around up above in the clouds, but if there's nothing grounding you to HERE AND NOW, what's the point? Maybe there doesn't need to be one, and I'm not saying I want people to think what I do or feel what I feel. This is more my own personal Declaration of Independence from this endless parade of crap.
Eckhart Tolle...horsesh*t and loaded with UNBELIEVABLE ego. "The Secret" and the whole "wow! it's all about Law of Attraction!" business...are you kidding me? Haven’t we been taught "do unto others" all our lives no matter what religion our family claimed to be? Isn't that also the theory of Karma? Why is it that if you package something up nicely enough with a shiny new cover and a nifty new name people will lap it up like moronic sheep? Well, because most of us are, and I am including myself in that statement.
THINK FOR YOURSELVES FOLKS! Unplug from the media for a while...you won't believe the things that start to occur to you and how different the world looks. Stop letting Oprah, Eckhart, or "Abraham" tell you what's real, what's Truth. In the grand scheme of things, really looking at the scale of the KNOWN Universe...we are so insignificant it is beyond human comprehension because our egos would implode. We are no more important than the ladybug on my office window right now or the crows I see making their nests. Actually, they do more to support this planet than we do. And they don't need overpriced glossy hardcover book or egomaniacal billionaire gurus to tell them who they are, what they are or what to do either.
Another good friend of mine, who used to be in the same space I was where he and I could pontificate gloriously about "presence", "creator" and all things new-age-drivel for hours like Olympic champs, has found himself in the exact same place as me. Now, when I watch him talking to people, calmly making statements of pure honesty without even a tinge of the airy-faery and see these people stand there like they are short circuiting inside from the directness, I want to wet my pants laughing. His unflinching demeanor of "get over it" is such a breath of fresh air.
Really, we're just ants in a giant ant farm...giant only to us really, but still just little moving grains of sand on a vast, endless beach. And my recent shift in energy and communication style, if you want to call it that, has pissed people off left and right and cost me some acquaintances but I'm glad to see them go if they can't have a real conversation. The days of hypnotherapy and calling myself a witch are over. They feel ridiculous to me now. Why do we need labels and titles to define who and what we are? I still observe the changing of the seasons with a lot of love, respect and excitement. I still notice the phases of the moon and love my hobbies of astrology and numerology. I still believe in Faeries as an energetic beings and I still talk to trees. But I don't feel the need to float around in a white shirt, talking like a space-cadet and telling people the road to true happiness. Every time someone starts to do that to me now, and it's more and more frequent in LA these days (everyone's a frickin self appointed guru out here) I want to smack them. Maybe it's my 14-year-old mohawk days coming back, who knows?
I still feel a whole lot of love and joy and excitement in my life, but I don't feel the need to label it or myself that way. Or if I do, it's some other name entirely that I haven't even found yet. I don't really see the reason. Nor do I see the human race as superior to any other living things on this planet. At least animals, plants and insects have clear, defined purposes and strike a balance when we're not involved. We are, in my opinion, the worst thing that has ever happened to this planet. The fact that we are capable of flashes of creative, artistic and emotional brilliance here and there don't excuse or negate the fact that we are just essentially a mass of viruses; we reproduce, we spread, we consume to the point of exhaustion. Yes, I'm somewhat quoting the Matrix here, but it's a damn valid metaphor.
We think we're special because we're "self aware" and animals, plants and insects aren't. How the f*ck do we know that?!?!?! Ah, because we are all-knowing and superior and if WE haven't figured out how to communicate on their level then they must be devoid of intelligence. Right. No massive ego there.
All of this myopic focus on "the light, the light, the light" does not take into account the basic theory of polarity and that with "the light" comes "the dark". Maybe that's what I am finally immersed in and integrating now. Maybe we are in some fabulous shift or ascension into a whole new way of life and in the end humans will rise to be something truly great and make amends here. Maybe not. I'm really ok with either outcome and I don't believe any amount of protesting (talk about a waste fo time), "voting" (which I don't believe we have ever actually done in the major "elections") or do-gooders can effect the outcome at this point. Ultimately, the instinct of man is self preservation, and whatever that means to each individual on this planet will be different and generally, I think, self serving...meaning that in the end, no one will sacrifice themselves for another person. It's not our nature. We're arrogant, aggressive and primitively driven to survive and dominate. Blech.
It all makes me want to go live in the woods like Henry David Thoreau and just stick to life amongst nature, where at least things are honest, fair and balanced.....again, as long as we stay the hell out of the way and honor that something else living could be equally important and deserving of respect.
Phew. Ok, I feel better now. Just had to get that out.
True spiritual warriors used to intimidate the crap out of me because they are generally intense, serious and not at ALL swayed by the hippy-dippy sentiments of the new-age spirt-speak. That threw me because I was that hippy-dippy gal. Now I feel stronger, more alive, awake, aware and with clarity that borders on intolerable at times.
But I give fair warning...the next person who comes floating over on clouds of nag champa and patchouli waving a copy of "The Secret" or "The Last Lecture" or "A New Earth" in my face is going to get a solid poke in the eye, Three Stooges style.
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Posted by marathongal on 2009-03-03 14:17:00 | Rating: | Views: 48
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