30 01, 2018

What I learned from dating a narcissist: the body never lies.

January 30th, 2018|authenticity, relationships|0 Comments

Crazymakers. We’ve seen them in sitcoms, and if you’ve dated one, you know how passionate it can be, dating a narcissist. There’s a rush of aliveness, like hanging on the wing of an airplane with a parachute on your back. The maelstrom of emotions brings the thought “wow, this is so intense, I guess it’s love“.

For those who have any existential malaise or some sense of internal lack, the intensity is a powerful allure. That rush feels alive. That’s what the first few months of dating a narcissist felt like.

9 11, 2017

Yoga and Meditation Instruction is now a Performance Art

November 9th, 2017|authenticity, meditation, transformation, Travel and Places, yoga|0 Comments

This is my second week based in Ubud, Bali, Indonesia.  I’m writing this in my home-stay overlooking a rice field, slightly sweating in shorts and a t-shirt while it’s a cold and damp winter back home in Canada.  Thousands upon thousands of westerners come here for the “tropical paradise”, yoga classes, and spiritual teachers, hoping to provoke a meaningful life change.

Quite frankly, I’ve found this “paradise” depressing.  The capitalism and endless shops and services are convenient, but a huge chasm in terms of seeing the Balinese way of life.  And the capitalistic mentality infests yoga in a big way.

Yoga is a huge business here – most of the people I’ve met staying here are doing a yoga teacher training.  And it is a true business – centres maximising profit by having large classes, layers of marketing,  clothing lines, continually selling you not just on a particular technique, but a lifestyle, an experience, a way of being.  An identity.  In the class I attended a couple days ago, the teacher was a walking advertisement for yoga – young, beautiful, graceful, with a voice that belonged in a Club Med advertisement.  In other words, the tone and pacing were very controlled and slow, saccharine sweet, conveying “trust me” in all the overtones – but I had no idea who she was as a person.  She was a yoga performance artist.