I don’t know if life is complicated or if I’m the one who complicates it. It feels like if I just live appropriately, do the things that serve me, stay confident, and enjoy the process, life will feel more and more amazing. My therapist says that I need to create movement to receive movement back—and that life is movement! I guess that’s why we have to get uncomfortable from time to time: to create movement, to live. I like writing so much. It feels natural. I actually love it because I can always come back and check my emotions, my ideas, and my life. About life—it’s a beautiful process to learn how to live. But I do question: Can we learn how to live? It doesn’t feel like a transferable skill [maybe it is in a spiritual world] or something that can be taught, but rather an experience that I have no choice but to let consume me. Not in an apathetic way, but more like in a psychedelic trip, where you start it knowing "it’s all in your head." There will be moments when you’ll feel at capacity, but you have to remember: it’s all in your head. Remember, you have to be positive. Otherwise, you’ll be overwhelmed with anxiety, depression, and fear—all at once! And then your experience will be just that: a bad trip. And that’s not okay. I believe we try to use our human emotions to define a lot of what life throws at us. [And who can blame us? We're humans, after all.] At this point in my experience, I think that’s dumb. [I'll explain why I think it's dumb in a different text.] Every time I experience life within this trip, I get the same thought: Life is pure insanity. It’s beautiful. And the meaning is non-existent. I think the meaning is what we attribute to our own life. Everything is full of meaning and meaningless at the same time. Trying to make a purely rational sense of the experience feels like wasting time. Also, my trips taught me that love and the belief that everything will turn out okay are the keys to a peaceful and enjoyable experience. I think we—or at least I—need to be more observant of ourselves. Again, almost everything is all in our heads. We expect a lot from others and a lot from life. At every problem, we get frustrated and question, "Why? Why would life do this to me?" I don’t think frustration and questioning are necessarily bad; however, the question feels off. In Man’s Search for Meaning, Dr. Viktor Frankl says that it doesn’t matter what we expect from life but rather what life expects from us. That we must stop asking what is the meaning of life and accept that life is the one asking us questions every day, every hour. And that we mustn't answer with thoughts or words, but with the value of an adequate action. We have to take the responsibility of finding the right answer to life’s questions. That that is living. And to me, it circles back to what my therapist also says: we need to create movement because life is movement.

I don’t know if life is complicated or if I’m the one who complicates it. It feels like if I just live appropriately, do the things that serve me, stay confident, and enjoy the process, life will feel more and more amazing. My therapist says that I need to create movement to receive movement back—and that life is movement! I guess that’s why we have to get uncomfortable from time to time: to create movement, to live. I like writing so much. It feels natural. I actually love it because I can always come back and check my emotions, my ideas, and my life. About life—it’s a beautiful process to learn how to live. But I do question: Can we learn how to live? It doesn’t feel like a transferable skill [maybe it is in a spiritual world] or something that can be taught, but rather an experience that I have no choice but to let consume me. Not in an apathetic way, but more like in a psychedelic trip, where you start it knowing "it’s all in your head." There will be moments when you’ll feel at capacity, but you have to remember: it’s all in your head. Remember, you have to be positive. Otherwise, you’ll be overwhelmed with anxiety, depression, and fear—all at once! And then your experience will be just that: a bad trip. And that’s not okay. I believe we try to use our human emotions to define a lot of what life throws at us. [And who can blame us? We're humans, after all.] At this point in my experience, I think that’s dumb. [I'll explain why I think it's dumb in a different text.] Every time I experience life within this trip, I get the same thought: Life is pure insanity. It’s beautiful. And the meaning is non-existent. I think the meaning is what we attribute to our own life. Everything is full of meaning and meaningless at the same time. Trying to make a purely rational sense of the experience feels like wasting time. Also, my trips taught me that love and the belief that everything will turn out okay are the keys to a peaceful and enjoyable experience. I think we—or at least I—need to be more observant of ourselves. Again, almost everything is all in our heads. We expect a lot from others and a lot from life. At every problem, we get frustrated and question, "Why? Why would life do this to me?" I don’t think frustration and questioning are necessarily bad; however, the question feels off. In Man’s Search for Meaning, Dr. Viktor Frankl says that it doesn’t matter what we expect from life but rather what life expects from us. That we must stop asking what is the meaning of life and accept that life is the one asking us questions every day, every hour. And that we mustn't answer with thoughts or words, but with the value of an adequate action. We have to take the responsibility of finding the right answer to life’s questions. That that is living. And to me, it circles back to what my therapist also says: we need to create movement because life is movement.

How do you guys maintain your desire to live? What is it about life that makes it worth living? I know it might sound like a weird question, but I dwell on it so much. I can't answer this question myself. I don't see a reason. Yesterday I did the BW and it helped me so much, but some random things happened today and it already brought back my thoughts of wanting to let life go. It's not that I don't see the beauty of life, it just seems meaningless to me. Like I would easily leave it all behind. I don't always feel like this, so I wanted to see if anyone could give me some insight. I guess I feel disappointed in myself for being like this, like I'm ungrateful to the universe. My birthday is in 6 days and I feel sad about it, so this whole life questioning is stronger now.

the homework for today is to share your experience of the breathwork....what came up for you? any insight? what emotions did you feel? Here you go in case you missed it! https://vimeo.com/943044243/4be43f5261?share=copy

here is the zoom link I will start the live at 11am CST (12pm EST) https://us02web.zoom.us/j/85210015963 it will last about an hour and a half total if you can don't eat too much prior... that will allow you to breath deeper it is an eyes closed and laying down process it is best to be in a space where you can really let go and give yourself permission to express having the kids being watched or letting room mates/partners to know that you will be in a ceremony and not interrupting you is ideal take off jewelry prior as well to ensure things don't get caught in hair etc there will be music involved as well many of you have done breath-work before this is just some of the basics for those who have not done it before I'm super excited for tomorrow and hope you are too! what are you hoping to receive from breathwork tomorrow? let me know in the comments so I can gauge the experience for you and know your intention!