Yoga As Escape

Photo attributed to Thenix

Photo attributed to Thenix

A person came to visit Thenix a few days ago, she had a problem with remembering things. She forgot her items everywhere. She forgot her wallet, her money, her passport, her cell phone charger, her hat, etc. She was forgetful in general. But, if you ask her about any TV episode, she knew the lyrics to the intro song, she knew the names of the actors in it, she knew the details of each episode, she knew everything. TV was her escape.

All of us have means of escape, different devices that we use to escape from the doldrum of life, or something else. I started wondering about Yoga and how I use it to escape. You might think that Yoga is a good thing to use to escape, as opposed to food, TV, shopping or drugs. But the point of yoga is to release yourself from bounds of all kinds. It isn’t so you can create new bounds in the form of Yoga. I use Yoga to escape from banality of myself. Yoga makes me feel special, and important. It reminds me of the miracle that is life, and makes me realize that every living thing is a piece of art. It reminds me that I’m lucky to exist in general, lucky to exist in such an innovative, exciting time, lucky to exist in such a free country, lucky in every way.

It opens up my thinking, it brings the truth to me, and makes me realize the lies that I feed to myself. In every way, Yoga is a good escape to have, but as long as you realize you are using it to escape. The truth is what is important here. Realizing the truth and not letting lies control your actions. As long as you are the one in control of your life, rather than something else, you are good to go. Being critical thinkers, and open-minded, you use Yoga as an escape, because you are aware of the use.

What do you use to escape from life and its vagaries?

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What is my plan to free myself from the rat race?

I think that question must be on a lot of your minds. How am I going to free myself from the 9-5 chains that have bound us all? How am I going to move on, move up and move forward? How will I break free and travel for the rest of my life?

The real answer is that I do not have an answer. 

Hilarious, right? I know that sounds iffy and a little bit crazy. My plan really is just to do it. Like Nike says all the time, I am not going to think about it, I am not going to analyze it, I am not going to dissect it. I am just going to pick a date, and I am just going to do it.

I am going to leave. I am going to save up enough money to travel for a year and I am going to ensure I have enough money to pay off my student loan interest while I am gone. I am going to sell the car. I am going find a good renter for my condo, and I am going. I am off to the winds, to the heavens and to the light.

I am going to walk around like a bum for a year, wearing clothes that are dirty, that are dusty, that have tears in them. I am going to carry all my belongings on my shoulders, in a little backpack, that will sustain me for a year. I will eat at little street-side stalls. I am going to spend at least 20 of the 24 hours in a day outdoors, under the clouds and the sun. I am going to spend maybe 1-3 hours a week on a computer and that is all, nothing compared to the 50 hours a week that I spend right now. I am going to meet random people and become instant friends with them, sharing all my dreams, and aspirations with them. I am going to see different cultures and see how people from other countries live, work, and interact with each other, learning from them and giving back to them. I am going to support the local economies of all of these places little by little, by giving a dollar here and a dollar there.

Finally, I am going to be living life the way human beings are meant to live, moving from place to place, not stuck at a desk, and just dancing my life away with good food in my belly and good company in my stead.

The plan. Ah, yes, the plan. The plan shall come. Once you make the decision, a strong decision. A decision that is so deep inside of you, that it is you, the plan shall come to you. It shall come to you in the form of friends and strangers helping you out, money that just appears to drop into your lap, and opportunities that just appear out of nowhere.

The universe will help you along. Whatever God you believe in, will help you out. Once you decide, every force in the universe will conspire to help you out.

You do not need to worry. I do not need to worry. The plan is coming, in fact, I already see it peeking through the curtains at me.

Let me know what you think of my ramblings below. :)