Decay

I would prefer not to-

Many, many issues in life arise when the self-centered aspect of our being, our ego, goes unchecked and uncontrolled. Manipulation … Let’s take a moment to say this aloud: Manipulation.

Manipulation is the preferred means of the ego in order for it to get what it wants, no matter the cost or damage incurred. Manipulation in a physical form can be seen all around this lovely Monday morning. Peek in on a yoga class and you’ll see well-intentioned folks pushing, gushing negative energy, simply not “being”. Manipulation in a physical form can be seen at the local trail head as well, ace bandages covering throbbing, painful injuries. Knee braces supporting a weakened limb, headphones and devices tuning out the present moment.

If we seek diligently enough, maybe in a misty bathroom mirror …  Manipulation can be seen to work on the emotional level as well. Bending us, forcing us to meet the manipulator(s) desires.

Notes:

Manipulation on both an emotional and physical level blocks us from being free, ourselves and destroys our free will.

CultFit Manipulation


Don’t Forget

Thank you Earth Rider!

Thank you Molly!

Thank you What’s for dinner ma!

I am blessed to have so many beautiful and inspiring readers, I am sincerely humbled. Thank you, to all of you, for your continued support of CultFit! Be sure to have a great weekend, be well!


Asi Sin Querer

People who make no mistakes lack boldness and the spirit of adventure. They are the brakes on the wheels of progress-

One would think that giving is something nice to do, something to celebrate, something to enjoy, something to embrace and yet, very often there is a great deal of discomfort and even embarrassment that surrounds giving.

Why is this so?

Is it that we’re worried what other people will think of us, whether they will approve of our gift, sentiment or words? Is it that we are expecting a certain result and become fearful that we might not receive it? Or is it that we somehow feel unworthy or insecure in the process of giving?

Notes:

Whatever the reason, the next time I “give“, I will be bold, I will give with every bit of my being, irregardless of the expectations I harbor and the fear gripping me.

Be well today and have a great weekend!

CultFit Splash


Create Desire

Someone was searching for a Form of Fire.
Bird-eyed, the wind watched.
Four deer in a blowsy meadow.
As though it were simply random, a stately stare.
What’s six and six and two and ten?
Time that my eye ached, my heart shook, why.
Mistaking lime for lemon.
Dressed in cobalt, charcoal, thistle—and control.
If they had more they would need less.
A proposal from the squinting logician.
Seems we are legal, seems we are ill.
Ponderous purpose, are you weather, are you wheel?
Gold with a heart of cinder.
Little blue chip dancing in the light of the loom.
Mistress, May-girl, whom will you kiss?
The death of water is the birth of air.
Karen Volkman
CultFit Desire

Being Me*

Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything-

Over the past couple years of writing this blog-o-thing, I have alluded a few times to having chosen vulnerability as a path of spiritual practice for myself. Most recently when I wrote about the freedom of committing to a path, I wasn’t expecting to be pushed back to the very beginning. This is precisely what happened to me last weekend.

Last Saturday I was exposed to a unique set of circumstances that took some effort on my part to digest. Years of gentle practice has enabled me to go beyond my old, persistent way of being too hard on myself, pushing too far and letting my ego roam free. For the most part, I felt enormous tenderness towards the situation I put myself in. Every time I think of the pain I have caused myself and others, I feel an inner cringe. I’m not much fun to be around when I am so preoccupied with my fleeting thoughts; I feel less free, less open, less capable of loving. Where can I go to get relief?

In this moment, writing at ease, calm about the pain I subjected myself to. I am not in the least bit surprised at the events that occurred. One of the areas of challenging ourselves and changing behavior(s) for me personally is that I can revert back, in a split second, when I am under a lot of stress, when I am trying to ask my body to do something it physically cannot do … To a very dangerous place. Looking back now, all it means is that in certain challenging moments, I thought I was more present than I actually was.

I strive to share kindness towards myself and towards others. Why is this so hard?

Notes:

Now, as I am wrapping up this post, the confusion I so often have when I write about my personal struggles surfaces again. Why would anyone be interested in the intricacies of some random old dude’s life? How could this blog be of any meaning to anyone exploring a spiritual path?

Today Dear Reader, I see that new path arises off in the distance: How can I help you (and myself) embrace the possibility that some people may respond with love and appreciation? Please take a moment to read my heartfelt question again: How can I embrace the possibility of love and appreciation? How can I allow myself to take it in, to enjoy it, to rest in it?

* Tired, broken and completely laid bare … I place the future of CultFit in your hands.

CultFit Blue