Breathe

This word helps me a lot, not just while doing Yoga, it helps tremendously no doubt while I am at it, but in general too.

I am scared of thunder and lightning, we had a week of rain and midweek in the middle of the night, I can hear rumbling, it scares me! I think one of my worst fears is to get struck by lightning! God! Never ever let me die like that, a heartfelt request! But yeah, I get scared and with praying continuously, the one word that helps me is Breathe!

When I had my Written test for a driver’s license, by the way, yay, one more thing crossed off my list of my new year resolutions,  did not think I’d pass. I tried reading the book, but I never got through the second page….it was so boring, I got my friend to send me mock questions, I practiced them a lot, not advising to follow this people, but yeah I just sat there and failed the first four questions and said to myself, okay Breathe, prayed to God again for help and voila….passed with 88%

Even for the driver’s test, I could not find the horn! Can you beat that!? I didn’t even know where to look for it, I pressed on all buttons I could see, panicked that I am going to fail this, but then I stopped, apologized to the officer, stopped and had to breathe to start all over again! But I passed amazingly.

No wonder they ask pregnant women to breathe!

Not just that, but I think the most of our actions or reactions can be changed by such a simple step to breathe! We forget it most of the times and harm ourselves, all you have to do is breathe. Remember when you are doing the hardest of exercises, you tend to hold your breath and the instructor tells you to breathe through it. I don’t know what it is but sticky situations make me lose my focus and I panic easily and then I think way too much, overstressing my poor little brain! ha ha! There are few other key words too, but Breathe definitely helps most of the times. What is your key word that help you regain focus or get you out of tricky, sticky situations?

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Pray without ceasing!

ImageI don’t want to go in details about my struggle with finding the right God, knowing who is, what he does or what I give to him or get from him, but let me tell you there is one thing I will never struggle for, praying.
I am not going to give advice, sermon, preach about God here, but from my daily struggle, what helps me get through, what brings me closer to the day I wake up and the night I sleep in, its prayer. Just a little Thank you for the day and thank you for the night can go a long way. People would think I am crazy to talk alone, but what people don’t know is I might be praying. Just because it did look a little odd, I decided to talk in private. Prayer to me is talking to that someone who is listening intently even when you have the least hope that no one is listening. In general I don’t fail to say Thank you to someone who serves me at a restaurant, or never question authority. Then isn’t there someone so higher than me who thinks I am worthy enough to wake up for yet another morning on this earth who I should be thanking everyday? I remember I used to pray only when exams were close, or I’d have lost yet another key to the house and would be s**t scared of my father for an explanation or excuse, I would definitely pray then or at a magic show or circus where they are choosing volunteers that I should or shouldn’t be picked, or every other time I saw my crush and prayed he noticed me. So selfish of me! May be you don’t feel you have a purpose in life, but the higher power definitely has some job for you on this earth,otherwise why would you be here reading this, you’d probably be playing golf in the greenest of fields(heaven), or frying bacon in the air(hell,must be really hot down there). That power could be anything to you fairies, angels, Jesus, Mother Nature, Buddha, Allah, Krishna, to each his own. No wonder as kids, when we used to come home all dirty, my parents would ask me to wash my hands and feet and go stand before God and pray. That was just a habit they wanted us to develop but now I do realize how important prayer is. It gives me hope and strength to face this unpredictable world. Fighting the war for which God is the best could be right in your opinion, but isn’t thanking him/her more important at the moment you close or open your eyes when you don’t even know if they will open to see another day to fight over these issues? Whoa! Sorry for being so direct, but yeah a little practice will take me closer to my quest of knowing who is sitting high up there, watching, laughing with me when I embarrass myself and feel sad for me when my heart is broken. If while growing up I had fear and respect for my father, what excuse will I give to him who got me going on this earth for not praying!? Whoopsie daisies!

No is No.

https://poohalicious.wordpress.com/I am just not into serious stuff! Life is already surrounded with serious issues. Writing about serious issues makes me look grave, concentrate hard at the screen or scribble with a heavy hand almost digging the pen onto the paper!

I like to joke around, laugh, enjoy the moment. But some serious issues keep popping their head up like a meerkat in a desert….its not a good example….but I know you get it….It keeps bugging me until I talk about it. It’s like a song stuck in your head that you want to sing out loud, but you are conscious of your voice!

Okay, let me just blurt it out. Rape is not okay. Not for anyone! Period! I have been reading about so many incidents and government, cops, politicians do nothing about it. Hearing about it makes me go berserk! Respect the boundaries. It does create a spark of awareness and dies down as quickly. There are so many thoughts just gushing in and I want to just them puke them all out and just give a sigh of relief. But are the rapists going to read this? No! Even if they do, will they be affected by the post and curb from it!? No! So, who should I write this for? For myself? Then my diary is a much private thing where I can go on ranting for pages! But no, as a woman, I must write this for someone who is a brother, husband, father, son, father-in-law who will try to comfort and assure a woman in their lives that they will always protect them. Why just these men, complete strangers come and rape women why can’t complete strangers protect them? What is discussed is how the rape happened, why the rape happened, who was involved and how the rape is affecting everyone around. Why is no one discussing what can be done to avoid rapes completely? What can a woman do to protect herself? Even if she can defend herself from a man but what can she do when there are many? I cannot even imagine the pain and trauma that woman can go through!

God, we depend on you for everything, everything happens for a reason and that we keep praying to God that it is he who has decided our fate, really? How does God watch all this and let this happen to an innocent  woman? Why at such times there is no angel, savior who makes sure that she escapes all the man-made sickening urge that is just ruled by a private part where the brain and heart are not involved for the consequences, guilt, shame or hurt? At the end of it all, its just the woman and questions, weird, insensitive questions that will haunt her for the rest of her life. Is that life worth living?

Technology is achieving new heights every second if I may exaggerate however, why can’t technology find an answer to protect women from being an easy target? Why are these psychopaths objectifying a woman? Is it the woman’s fault? Doesn’t the society feel responsible towards educating one and all about respecting a woman? Just like all men are not rapists, why can’t men look at woman as a gender and not a toy to play with? Would men sit quietly if this happened regularly to their species?

Prayers Unlimited!

Dear God, there are many people who are always striving to achieve things that they have always wanted to,bless them,but also remember me who is happy with what you have given,help me enjoy each and every moment of this precious life,may I be slow and wise when I talk and only be able to spread good in the world.

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Gratitude

My Sun sign is Cancer. I am crabby by nature! It is true. I keep complaining, this is not right, that is not true, this is immoral, that is unhygienic, this and that! I am always complaining. You will get irritated if you stay with me for 24 hours. But a proverb just got my eye day before yesterday. I had to write this post so that I can remind myself what I need to do about what I am going to write now!”When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?” G.K. Chesterton.Now doesn’t that speak in volumes! Why are we not thankful and instead always cribbing, crying, complaining?

Try it. Thank someone once genuinely like you really mean it, and not just use the word. What a huge difference it can make! You will have a smile across your face, a spontaneous one, not just a formality.Image I am not trying to preach or advise anything, although I could be a good counselor/adviser I am sure. Just try it, genuinely mean your Sorrys, Thank yous, Hellos, you will feel a difference, a positive one. When you try this on others, try it once on yourself too, look at the positive effect. Try saying, I can do this, even if you don’t have the skills, don’t know how to go about it, if you just believe you can do it, you will, doors will open, if not doors, windows will! This was just like a light shining, I couldn’t see it earlier, but now I can see it. It’s like the feeling of you going in the morning to open the closed doors and windows, the morning light that comes in, so pleasant, you can see things clearer, the darkness goes away.

We keep requesting God, I need this, demanding our parents, I need that! But once in a day say Thank you to God, I have started it! As soon as I get up in the morning, I say Thank you! It makes a huge difference, I am making it a habit, but that doesn’t mean I should mutter it without meaning it. I mean it. Say Thank you to your parents for everything! Just once, you will know! That is such an amazing feeling. I am going to love this word “Gratitude”.

Oh and Thank you!!! Genuinely, I mean it, from my heart, for reading this post.

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Thank you

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