There’s vegetarianism. And then there’s RAW. Going raw is living a life with a body that is natural, healthy, and happy. I’ve been reading up on it lately, and I think at some point in my life in the future, I will do it (or at least as much as I can because we all know steak is delicious.)
I don’t even have the financial independency to start this type of lifestyle. Organic food and personal care products are expensive…
I feel myself turning into a big wild hippie right now. But when I think about all the preservatives and chemicals we eat and are exposed to every minute of our lives, it’s simply appalling.
Your herbal essences, bath and body, Dove, Neutrogena products can’t save you.
Will a natural lifestyle be able to combat the stress-filled fast-paced times of today? I don’t know, but I do hope in the long run, the Earth will be in a better shape if we use less ridiculous resources.
Sometimes I wish I had no worldly possessions so no one could ask me for anything except love and kindness, and that I would only give cautiously and wisely. I wish I could start fresh somewhere and not have any baggage. Those moments when all I want is to be alone, and I can’t have that.
A voice is presence, identity, truth, instrument and emotion.
I recognize that my voice cannot project or make itself very well heard or comprehended, and I’ve come to terms with that. I’m starting to think I’ve lost my ability to execute complete thoughts in complete English language sentences after a long period of time without much interaction with people.
What I am currently pretty insecure about is being unable to speak up in a group of people. If we were having a good ol’ chat about something, and perhaps I had a witty line thought up ready to go, I’d probably say the first three words, realize I didn’t say it loud enough, my eyes would shift to see if anyone noticed I said anything, and then just kind wallflower-sneak-maneuver out of said attempt.
What’s a wallflower-sneak-maneuver? I’m not sure, I just made that up. But it sums up what I catch myself doing because I’m so good at it. Too ninja for you, baby.
But if I were to confess to someone, or tell someone a secret, or have an heart to heart conversation with a dear person… I would not back out. No matter how much I would stutter and putter… there is cowardice in not using my voice.
I’m getting more defined muscles lately as a result of gym-ing. I’m not sure why girls are afraid of getting muscles… it’s not in the female DNA to be able to get buff so if defined and/or toned muscles are a result of regular diet and exercise, SO BE IT! It looks good!
And other things about the gym. You can completely tell the girls who only go to the gym to get picked up or flirt. They have coordinated, possibly skimpy gym outfits/bags, optional actual sports footwear, wear makeup (WTF!? No clogged pores tyvm), and of course… don’t really do anything physically active unless you count texting and talking..
People who smell at the gym. I know some people have a certain odor that they simply can’t help, but more often than not, it’s just the dirty gym clothes you decided to wear again and thought nobody would notice.
Asians on their bluetooth!? I can see it now.. “Asians in the gym” video haha.
The whole personal TV per machine is a little ridiculous. But if it helps people take their minds off burning quadriceps, all the more power to them. I’m just a tad shorter than comfortable viewing height, so it’s there if I REALLY have something to watch.
And middle-aged people who are fitter and stronger than you. That just hurts my soul..