Friday, January 25, 2013

Far from what I once was . . . but where am I at?



Constantly feel like I’m looking for myself lately. I feel like I’m still at this halfway point of what I once was but not yet what I’m going to be, what I want to be, what I should be. There is more to it than just doing what I feel I should be doing. There’s more to it than just walking the walk, and talking the talk. There is something more deep, internal, mind, emotions, soul . .  .something is not 100% satisfied within me, it is restless. It drives me insane, but only because I am impatient. It is ever so interesting having a very open mind, trying to grasp at every opportunity and take on the things that I feel create myself, challenge myself, better myself. It’s never-ending, but I think my problem, or part thereof, is that I don’t finish something that I’ve started, and I’m not putting my 100% into things that I should, like avoiding the big companies and saving money. My study is another one, yet that is one thing I don’t think I’m 100% on anymore . . . Natural Medicine, or just being healthy . . .and this open-mindedness, and constantly learning, has aided my lack of bother with this field . . .  yet I know I have got to put effort into something that I have started, and know that what I have to finish of it (which is still only half the course) will be worth it.
It’s like I only want to fill my time with those things I enjoy, that help me grow. I feel like no time should be wasted. And in the meantime, here I sit, contemplating and writing my thoughts about refining and improving my own life and mind . . . .
Then I will spend more fulfilling time painting whilst listening to The Beatles, my savior in times of need.





Monday, January 21, 2013

With Thoughts We Create The World



I am still quite the restless soul when it comes to wondering what on earth I really want to do with my life . . .Naturopathy is turning out to be somewhat full of contradictions and is more complicated than I expected, for the simple reason that to avoid all toxins in today's world, one should turn primitive, grow their own produce, raise and kill their own meat, breathe a completely different air and drink an entirely different water.
That’s today's world for you. Is there hope?
I have always been a lover of nature, but the past 5 years or more have represented an eye-opener to today's world in the way of where we are heading. Last year was awesome. I have delved into so much knowledge, and now feel as though I know everything to take on the wrongs of the world, although this, however, cannot be done, considering so many wrongs are brought about by the most powerful people on the planet, also representing but 5% of the entire world’s population. Shocker.
My passion lately, particularly the past year (probably due to being introduced to so much more evidence) is the environment. I am extremely keen to take on a career role that involves working with the environment in some way, whether it be civil construction or land management, much as the sales area I am now involved in, or even simple administration or campaigning/volunteering duties for an ethical organisation, such as the WWF, or The Wilderness Society (for those in Australia). There are so many of them out there.
Which also makes me wonder . . . with the internet at our fingertips, numerous organisations out there putting their efforts in to make change and spread the word, and even the media now throwing the threat of climate change and hidden dangers around us in our faces . . . why are there still so many ignorant, careless people?
I have almost finished an amazing book by David Suzuki . . . simply a collection of his “lifetime of ideas” consisting of numerous small essays published into the one book, summing up a lot of the problems we are facing, and will face, into the one copy. It’s a brilliant read, and I feel so proud to have picked it up from a second-hand market stall for $1. Bless the lady that sold me that book (she also sold me the dalai lamas Key To Happiness, but somehow, that is not on the top of my list of books to read!) In one of the later chapters, he speaks about how our children, and our youth, are part of the power that needs to be – they are to be in control of this world, and they haven’t got the time to waste. They need to be educated properly, but unfortunately, our education systems aren’t all that knowledgeable. Full of gaps and silences, they don’t provide enough detail. And  the kids get bored.
They aren’t feeling threatened  . .. well they should be!
David talks of an amazing Japanese teacher who travels to schools around the country for a programme where she shows the kids that everything in nature is sacred and connected. Once we start diminishing these connections, the power wheel that is known as nature begins to fail, and we will go with it. She taught children to close their eyes and kind of put themselves into an act of visual meditiation, where she gets the children to imagine they are an egg about to hatch, a newborn animal running form predators, scouring for food, flying free through the air or swimming in the chilly waters of a stream.
A lot of it all makes me think . . .hmm, what the shit do I want to do with my life, how can I incorporate my love of nature and dedication to making a difference on this earth, whilst still spreading the word and educating others? Something that will take me somewhere ... . could teaching be the way?
I have always considered being an English/History teacher. I am just that kind of person – yes, you are usually either a “Maths” brain or an “English” brain, and I , being the latter of the two, decided to embark on the challenge of the science-based course of  Natural Medicine a few years ago now. I’m still only halfway through it, and probably get no further due to my doubts, my financial insecurity with it all, and my guilty feeling of hypocrisy, when I am studying a field that recommends organic foods and all things healthy, when I am trying to live frugally on a tight budget and am going for grains and dairy, with the additions of tinned foods here and there to bulk up my meals. Tomorrow night I intend on having baked potatoes filled with fresh tomatoes, tinned beans and probably some diced fried bacon on top. Healthy, but not healthy. It’s like a cross reference. Beans are full of protein and nutrients, but they are canned. Potatoes are a vegetable, but a starchy one full of carbs. Fresh tomatoes are good in each adn every way, except they are acidic, and one’s blood should be alkaline to be of ideal health. Bacon . . . there isn’t much positive about fried bacon bits. Not at all. But it is a cheap meal. And filing.
And makes me feel guilty to think that I am supposed to be on the track of a health lifestyle and promoting it to others  . . . when I struggle to do so myself. How am I supposed to tell people, who are stuggling to keep a roof over their heads, feed their families, work full time then come home to cook and clean and look after the kids, that to live a healthy lifestyle, they need to take drastic actions such as fresh fruit and vegies, often requiring more preparation and therefore time for meals, a decen filter on their tap, which can cost $800 if you don’t wnat fluoride in your water, cut down on your personal care products due to the chemicals present in them, when so many on the market are there they are so hard to find and escape from, and the healthier alternatives are often triple the price . . .all these little things people just find too hard. People don’t want to bother spending more time cooking a meal just because it will bebetter for then. They don’t ahve the money to buy that organic lipstick as opposed to that $10 one from the chemist up the road. All these factors I see in everyday people around me, and it makes me wonder if I am talking to brick walls.
As with the environmental matters. Brick walls.
Children, on the other hand, are more open minded. Their minds are like sponges. And teaching would be a great way to get in there. The issue being, I couldn’t just sit and force feed it down their throats, ignoring all other learning techniques. Even with high school students, you woulnd’t get away with that.
But it could be a start. It could be that little nudge in the door, to spreading the word about what matters most in this world. IT could make a difference.
Do I want to embark on this career?
Maybe. It would me much more convenient then taking on Environmental Science, which holds that nasty science word again. It’s not a generic science, either, something that I could teach to high school students. No ,it’s 3 years of very in-depth, biological, chemistry-related, jargon. IT would be a challenge, as my science-related subjects already have been with this Naturopathy thing happening here, but a positive challenge. And once I’m out of it, wow, the things I know. And the proof I could shove in people’s faces. And when they turn around and say “Bullshit, you just read that on the internet” I can say “No actually I studied it indepth for 3 years at university .  . .” For the time being, I can access basic case studies online. And my “old friend” Dan has been a great source of comfort and knowledge in this regard, proving many things to me that he himself has learned through his studying. It’s getting to be “No, but I have learnt this from a god friend of mine who studied it intensely at university and  has passed on much evidence and knowledge to me for my own use . . .”

For the present time, however, I will continue to work at a challenging, yet stressful job, that is at least in the field I want to be in, that can still get me somewhere now I have the experience and the big words to put on my resume, with some decent references. It’s like a foot in the door.
And then when I get my foot in that door to open it wider, I can embark on a more fulfilling career, that would nicely earn me soem more comfortable money, so I can then get myself out of debt and not have to play a role in the GFC, and start saving aside for some travel time.
My early next year, I do hope, fingers crossed, that I will at least have enough money to get myself out of this country and travelling into Vietnam, Cambodia, and Laos. There is also Thailand as a possibility, but everyone has been there, which bores me. I know 2 people, both very beautiful, who have done Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos. Their climate and landscapes, their history and their temples, all intrigue me. It is a nice start, anyway, into the world of travel which I have so dearly wanted to embark for some time now. When I had the funds, I never had the thoughts in the right place, and now that my thoughts are there, the funds are not. And they dwindle more and more as inconveniences pop up, like my laptop dying right before Christmas, my blender dying just then so no more green smoothies for a while. My amplifier to play my music is still sitting gathering dust, unable to turn on for some reason, wanting to be replaced or repaired, and to help reimburse my sanity with the sound of music. My car needs new brakes, and my rear tyres are hardened. My rego is due next week, and my electricity bill next month. My credit card is out of my wallet in hope that I will refrain from spending it on bits and pieces, mainly food, sadly, and I can get it paid off in a few months, with my lousy $80 a week put towards it.
But then, if I didn;t ahve a credit card, that $80 a week could go toward flights out of here.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Advice?

Can people provide advice?

Would you choose travel or study?

And for either or, how did you do it  on so little money?

Negativity. Sorry.

Have you ever had the ability to just simply switch your mind off to something that you don't want to think about anymore? That you dont want to feel anymore?
How do you do it?
Especially when you know something is coming up that will just pop it back in there and create negativity all over again.
I have to go back to work tomorrow. The business is looking pretty nasty, and there is going to be a lot of stress. I am not going to have Dan, I am  also missing my other top worker who has left, and two more ready to leave. My mum, who is the sales manager, will be on annual leave. And I have already been missing her and my dad so much the past few days. Going without everyone is going to absolutely kill me.

I have not felt this fucked up in a long, long time. My mind is so scattered, my soul so restless. I am still getting hot headedness and nauseous feelings in my stomach, however they compare nothign to what I was feeling yesterday and the day before. I am improiving, yet I have still again let out more tears tonight. I am angry at Dan for not replying to my text messages. i fucking hate ignorance. I fucking hate being ignored. I fucking hate being treated like nothing, when all I would like is a goodbye message at least. Do I not get that? A closure? A thank you or anything? I get nothing?

i am so terrified that work will bring me down to nothing. I fear breaking down at work when it gets to much. I fear walking off my job as I have too much debt now and more coming up. I have rent, I have acar to pay off, fuel to put in it, food to put in my mouth, I have registration due, my electricity is coming up . . .

Everything is just too much for me right now. And I have no friends up here.
I knew today was going to be a bad day when I knocked a glass candle onto the floor of my shower and smashed it everywher.eThen I come outside and there was a cockroach, my bad omen, sitting in the middle of the floor.

Everything negative. I planend on today being a good day yesterday. I went to sleep, telling yself i would wake up today and it woudl be a better day. It has had its positive moments. But very few. They have been in my mind. I want to reach that positivity again before I go to sleep.

i dread work. So very, very much. If things get too bad, I am going to have to give up this lease in March when it runs out and go back to where I started - the town I got away from. I didnt get away for negative reasons, I got away to live my dream up here. And its been hard, but I've enjoyed the serenity of the climate and the rainforest that surrounds me.
I do find that I am now missing my friends, and missing my family. I miss my parents. I have never felt like this before. I've been up here about 6 months now and not once has any of these feelings surfaced before. I'm sick of feeling like shit.

I have all these ideas  . . look for another job (already looking) maybe go to uni and do something with your life, get a better paying job and start saving so you can travel, etc. go on couch surfing and make new friends, yet I feel guilty doing that because i feel that people shoudl just come into your life as they should, you shoudl attract th right people, not force them in as such.
What am I going to do for Australia Day?

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Always A Bridesmaid, Never A Bride

I found out tonight that I am going to be a bridesmaid for the third time.
And a Maid of Honour for the first. Does that still make me a bridesmaid I wonder? I am really the "only" bridesmaid/maid of honour at the wedding, as her sisters may bicker and she is a bit uncertain . . .so was thinking, just one.

I'm absolutely stoked!!! Mara and Isaac are a couple that have been together for years now, and one of those couples you look at and can just tell that they were made for each other. There is that spark between them, and they are so comfortable with each other. I balled my eyes out alone when I found out they were engaged.

I feel very awesome and somewhat powerful at having being a bridesmaid for the third time in my little life. It feels somewhat fulfilling, and loved, and a pleasure to play a prominent role in the special day of so many beautiful couples, some very close friends.

Although when I got home and tole my parents, there was a somewhat "less" enthusiastic approach to it all. Nothing negative and dreary, but just being approached with these two blank stares that kind of say 

"Always a Bridesmaid, never a bride . . . "

Like it's a bad thing! Fuck!

I do think my parents, particularly my dad, expect something else of me. They expect marriage and kids, they hint it all the time. They are always asking when a good man will come along, and if they have to rely on my one straight brother, who is a drunken redneck idiot with one son to a one-night stand featuring an overweight dole-bludger with another fatherless child, to provide them with [illegitimate] grandchildren.

Get the fuck over it.

I'm only 25. I don't understand why the whole world around me, featuring school mates and even people younger than I, are all knocking themselves up and getting married, off with permanent full-time jobs for life, buying houses and living such committed lives. Some of them spent the first half of their youth wild and free to some sort of extent. But then they all turned about 20, if that, entered committed relationships, popping out kids, marriages and houses by 25 . . .

I am the real black sheep.

I consider myself too morally inclined, too "free-spirit", with too much of a hatred for boredom and routine to enter any sort of lifestyle like that anytime soon. When I did waste half of my youth (till I was 22) with a long-term relationship, I was also looking at committment and having a child around age 25.

Then I became single. Then I discovered LIFE.

And my outlook has never been the same. Perhaps, it has rather, pushed aside boundaries, and really expanded itself.

I find inspiration everywhere, and all I want to do is learn, learn, learn. I want to try numerous different jobs. I want to travel. I want to explore anything and everything the world has to offer, really.

I haven't time to be held down in a relationship. To have to drag along someone who does not want to be there, or have someone drag me to a position I am uncomfortable with. I experienced that enough already, and what ar regret that was.
Learn from the lessons. Duh.

Of course, there is always a chance that someone will pop up who is right for me, who I can drag everywhere, and have him drag me somewhere, and we can both be on the same plane of existence, wanting to experience the same things. That would be magical.

But I'm not going to sit back and wait for it to happen.

How the fuck can people turn to me and ask when I am going to find a man, when am I going to pop out kids?
Look around. The right ones/one aren't exactly flying at me.
Common sense prevails, why the fuck would I place myself in the hands of someone who is not right for me.
There is a reason I've been single for almost 4 years now.

Cunts deal with it.




I do also adore how  this last image, an old school ad from I think the 40's, relates "Always a Bridesmaid, Never A Bride" to having bad breath.
Hilarious!
Why on earth does this idiom have to have such a negative connotation?! No way! I'm proud as pie!