Erin. 20. Student of culture and politics.

I want to pierce my septum but everyone will hate it

“ At the age of 24 I began to ask my doctors if I could be sterilized. Year after year at my annual exam I would state my case — each year unchanged from the previous year. At each visit my physician told me that I was too young, what if I changed my mind? But the reality was that I didn’t change my mind. In fact, my desire to not have children grew and grew with each passing visit.

[…]I had asked for a procedure for six straight years with no break in my desires, opinions, or beliefs. Why did the medical community continue to deny me of my personal right to sterilization? I attempted to argue with her, citing examples of several men who were allowed vasectomies at the age of 21, but she wouldn’t budge. My anger was fueled by such blatant sexism. What is the difference from an adult man deciding he doesn’t want to procreate and an adult woman making the same choice? Why can’t I be the one to decide what’s best for my life? And why, with the advancements in healthcare and women’s rights issues, were women still being forced into conforming to the societal definition of how women should conduct their lives? Society has begun to recognize how the stereotypical nuclear family ideals are outdated, yet at the same time these ideals are perpetually imposed — harming those who choose to live outside of this box. ”


I enjoyed reading this passage by Thích Nhất Hạnh, in which he eloquently expresses a phenomenon we can all relate to:

"I have a photograph of myself when I was a boy of sixteen. Is it a photograph of me? I am not really sure. Who is this boy in the photograph? Is it the same person as me or is it another person? … 

The body of the boy in the photograph is not the same as my body, now that I am in my seventies. The feelings are different, and the perceptions are very different. It is just as if I am a completely different person from that boy, but if the boy in the photograph did not exist, then I would not exist either. 

I am a continuation like the rain is the continuation of the cloud. When you look deeply into the photograph, you can see me already as an old man. You do not have to wait fifty-five years. When the lemon tree is in flower, you may not see any fruit, but if you look deeply you can see that the fruit is already there… [I]f the lemon tree has time it will express itself in lemons.” 

Thích Nhất HạnhNo Death, No Fear: Comforting Wisdom for Life (2003)

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Everything is dumb
Why did I leave the apartment

“ We are the night ocean filled
with glints of light. We are the space
between the fish and the moon,
while we sit here together. ”

—    Rumi, from Unseen Rain: Quatrains of Rumi (via we-are-all-1-love)

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Most of these emotions are going to start in your nervous system. They’re going to be exported to your muscles. And the pattern in your muscles is going to determine what the pattern in the fascia is.

But by the time your fascia gets stuck in that pattern, the problem is how are you going to get out of it? General exercise won’t get you out of these things. They will not change the pattern of the fascia. You need long, slow stretches, such as during yoga.

One of the wonderful things about yoga is that because of the sustained stretch held in many yoga poses, you actually do change the connective tissue. So you change the pattern of that fascia and thus you can get down to the chronic tension patterns lodged in the tissues. This can lead to a wonderful emotional unfolding over the long term.