Information in - Creativity out

Time: 9:42AM

At this time I would usually be reading. Well, still reading.

Lately I have had this feeling of not being able to fully express myself. Not being able to find the words that I want to speak. (Even now as I am typing this.) 

So, I decided to pick up an old book of mine that I read at the beginning of this year, because I came to a sort of epiphany last night as my friend was editing this painting in front of me. (His creativity is flowing.)

Well, in a sort of non-western philosophy regarding chakras, the fifth chakra is the house of creativity and communication. One of its major connections is the second chakra where sensations and information enter into the body. 

As my mind started to make some connections I realized that, well, there is a lot of connection going on in my body. (Not necessarily mind-body connection quite yet, rather body-body, mind-mind.) 

Recently, my biggest work in yoga has been releasing my hips/lower back (second chakra), and the tightest part of my upper body, my neck/shoulders (fifth chakra). Until today I didn't realize that both were connected. 

So, revelation, uncovered. 

Fresh out of college, well-traveled, loved, active, happy, yet missing my full potential for creativity. 

The only conclusion I have come to is that instead of consistently letting new information flood my brain, it is time to simply create and re-organize all that I have gathered. To help release the beauty of knowledge and creativity within myself the only thing I have left to do is physically create. Whether that be cooking, singing, dancing, writing (like I am now), meditating, etc. 

Thanks for reading.

Thanks for filling your second chakra for the day. 

Consider it your daily dose. 

Where would you go?

I was sitting with my grandpa Tom the other day...

We got to talking and I asked him if he could go anywhere where would he go? Because these days he is at home, almost 90, a bit hard of hearing, and not in the greatest of health.

You know, he didn't give me quite the direct answer, rather he answered with that he would need to go to the doctors a lot. Although he wasn't sad about this, just matter of fact about it. And when I asked again for a solid answer he said he didn't really have any where he wanted to go.

I wondered why...
Why is it that he is okay with just being where he is? Is it because he is not in the best shape? Is it because his family, friends, sports, and reading are enough? Or is it because he worries about not being able to physically go anywhere?

It scares me, these days of marketed medicine and honestly the quality of life.
If we are living by the way of (pharmaceutical) drugs, barely, are we really living?
Granted, I am so incredibly happy to have Tom in my life. He has all of his marbles, in fact he is more put together than most of us, but is that enough for him?
If I were to ask Tom this he would undoubtedly say yes. Because grandpas always know what to say.

Life is a precious thing, one we are so lucky to have, but what does this extension by way of technological advancements serve?