Superiority

It was beautiful morning and I decided to go to my yoga class. Me and my wife are in this little class full with different people. It was hard for us to start...it takes time to learn. This concept that you don't need force and you just hear your body and your move will follow, it is something revolutionary for me. We boys are taught to force and pain from early childhood. We boys don't cry and  hide emotions.Of course this is a lie. Big one.

I am thinking about this concept and it is true. Our body follows our breath all the time. We live based on this natural way but in time we forgot it because it is so basic truth. In this modern days that rely mostly on mind and thinking, it is funny that we must teach ourself what is natural in us.

It takes time and it is not so easy....It was not easy for me to walk or go to a toilet when I was small. I didn't sit on the toilet for 3 years...my mother had to teach me with sitting on the little plastic toilet. We boys are also little late to walk. I learn it when I was 2 years old. To tie my shoes it takes me 4 years more. It is normal. I read at the age of 6. Slowly word for word. My mother buy me a book. Fairytale book with many pictures. Today I know that it was short, only seven pages....

In this class...class is usually place to learn, we are from all over the world, many colors and ages. From age 20 to 70. The teacher is a woman. She is very good...but she is doing this probably many years and teach herself to the level that she can teach others. For example me. I like to go because it is good for me...every day I discover something new, something that I didn't know before. Slowly  but constantly I improve. I think we all do.

Today we had one new pupil. I was happy to see that someone new wish to learn...woman around twenties. For me it is really difficult to guess the age. My wife looks like 23 maybe 25 but she is 41. It is genetic. She is Asian and they age differently. She will be a little mad because I mentioned her age but with that look she doesn't have any problems to hide her age.This with the age is also funny. We can't hide it but we are trying...

We started little warming up. Some coordination moves. This new pupil was good. She followed easily. I noticed that she is bored and a little unpatient. Then we started somethings that are a little complicated. So she loose contact. That is not a problem...you do what you can at the start. No one expect from you to know everything. Then she walked out. She loose interest. Just like that. We continued. Yoga allows us or even demands that we don't force ourselves. Everybody are unique and know what is his or her limit...our body tell us.

Later after we finished I start to think about her. What was wrong?.....Then I clicked. She is superior. She act, walk and behave like she is superior. She gave that impression to the rest of us. I think she was brought up in that way. Let's face it, no one is superior. It is just knowledge that make us different. For example, I don't have a driving licence. I never learn that. My interests are different. But it is probably hard for someone who is taught to be superior. That his land, or state or army is superior. That his field of work is designed for him. That everything he or she think is pre-designed to achieve the needed result. If you live like that you loose your innocence. You become superior also in the way you think.

It is like in the military. The trainer drill you to be, think and act like superior human. Why??? Not because you are, we as a human are limited. We cannot live without water for example. Why??? Because that will create a better ending result....sometimes. Superior thinking is very dangerous thinking. It is always manipulated to achieve needed plans of state, armies, companies....

If you noticed superior people don't like to learn for fun. It has to have a purpose. They are superior in their thinking. It is logical concept of their mind. Next step is social. Superior needs inferior. To maintain their superiority. Superiority must be shown. Must be admired and needs followers.

So this is a twist. It is a lie. In fact, every superiority is compensation of inferiority in your thinking. For that reason she walked out. I was happy to see her...just that. Nothing else. For me she looked nice. Even beautiful. I hope that she will come again so I will tell her. She will feel better. Human must support each other. I needed three years to sit on the toilet. I was encouraged by many peoples. I still remember my first successful time. My mother was so happy for me. I was rewarded with smile, hug and kiss. Later with a piece of cake....It was total success. I learned it. Am I superior? No.... 

Giving Up Point

I read a book today and I am fascinated by the meaning of acomodador or giving up point. According to this knowledge, there is always an event in our lives that is responsible for us failing to progress. So I ask myself where it was the acomodador in my life. Where it was? I must make my own introspective and go into myself to be like shaman....to find my own acomodador. To release my own creation and free myself.

I asked myself many times why we settle for second or third best. For second best love. For second best marriage, second best job. Acomodador. I must say I change. I am not an acomodador any more. It was and still is hard work. To trust myself, my own jugment. My life and my experience.

It is very lonely way. Very dangerous way too, because I meet so many acomodadors. The hobby of them is to create another one. I call that kind of people...wingsbreaker. They decided not to fly so they wish and think that is also good for everybody.

We like to create idols, superstars. We don't like to be one of them. It is someone else that we like to personalize with. In a dream of fame, success, glory that we didn't achieve. Most of the  people fear succsess, they will do everything to destroy it. They wish it, yes, but they will destroy themselves or others just before it happens. Why?...Because they know how to live with failure, it is well known surroundings. With known situations, with known emotional responses. They don't know how to live with success. To step up into a new stage of life is always a challenge.

In my life, I was the little one, bullied by bigger boys. I was an acomodador to myself because of fear, growing up problems, ideological and intellectual disputes, social norms..etc. I needed many years to create myself, my life. To understand me, my emotional failures and my mistakes. I correct many things and I become a better person. One who is not wingsbreaker. I try to encourage people to reach for their wings. I try to tell them that the darkest hour is always before the dawn. Don't look at me as an idol . Be one to yourself.

Many people who inspired me...I talk of them like the good ones...are just my inspiration for my own growing. It is like a story about young birds in the nest. They don't know that they can fly. No one tell them. So one day they try. Flying is natural...they must just let themselves go....

Post Power Syndrome

Sometimes I meet people especially older people that like to talk about their achievements in their life. What they created, what were they. How successful...they talk and talk...they need a listener or maybe admirer? I don't know.  I listened to them expecting that we will have some kind of dialogue. But it is usually monologue. Somehow the conversation is not balance. Then I think about it and came to one possible solution....it is post power syndrome.

Many people don't even know what post power syndrome is, so I will try to explain it in a simple story. One man  is very successful in his field of work, top executive or a general if  you like. He is admired and everybody were part of his success. His command must be accepted, his solution and his thinking is appreciated and always needed. So his personality in time is reshaped and his ego is growing and growing like a greedy, super egoistic state. His personality changes and he feels like a super hero. He is the man on the top..the winner who stands alone. The bodies on the way to the top are just collateral damage.

This kind of man or woman are everywhere. Respected but also many times feared by peoples. Then one day they are replaced by another one. Someone's better, more superior, more beautiful, younger. Replaced by new generation of super egoistic people. That can go for a state too, of course. New player on the stage of power. Sometimes we meet that kind of people in our daily life. They wish to be seen and appreciated. Nothing is wrong with that. I think that most of the people in the world like to be treated that way.

They talk nonstop about themselves, command people, and rude in conversation. They never have dialogue...usually monologue. They act like they know everything. The truth of them is the right truth...nothing else. How dare I question them? Their opinions?

I don't know who they are or who they were. I usually also gave my opinion...my view or things in a dialogue. Then they are mad and tell  that I don't know nothing, that I am young...inexperience. They usually overreacted...change the conversation in the moment, maybe because they don't like to hear? Start to ignore me. That is typical response from them. Maybe they don't see the truth of them. They are in pension, old, with many health problems that comes with the age. Sucked away by another super hero...pushed aside because of age or some power play that they become victim now?

I am sorry for them...their life is illusion...they live in the past time...with memories of power and success. But they still act and behave like that? Then I talk to my wife about this thing and she said the simple truth..."It is post power syndrome like my papa had...he needed many years to understand that he is now in pension. That he doesn't  have the power to command people and no one salute him anymore. He accepted the truth of him...it was hard inner battle but he learned. Many people don't. You know you are funny too....how can you expect that super egoistic people or a state can see someone else? They see only themselves and everybody else are just a tool for their success."

I am glad to have her...she is so smart. I am still very naive. It is time for me to learn...

Modern Business, Modern Slavery?

I am a Democrat. Maybe even a Social Democrat. I was raised in belief that slavery is abandoned. That slavery is the thing from the past. But recently it is seen and also felt on my own skin that is modern like the  latest fashion design. It is just packed in the different rhetorical form.

I sometimes think that something is wrong with me. More I think about it more I am sure that nothing is wrong with me. I will tell you a story...

I know a girl, her educational level is marvelous. She is always learning...like we all do in reality. She is really a top woman, like we like to say in this modern times. Personally I am happy that I am her friend. I must say... I didn't know that kind of people exist. She is rare like goodness in this modern days. Her brain is beautiful and her personality too. She is human like you and me and her intellectual level is beautiful too. My brain and her brain is the same. We humans are intelligent. Me, you, and her. We share the same biological superiority that  make us human.  That is what I know and really believe in. Let's be honest to ourself...it is true.

I know also that fighting against injustice is basic human behavior. It starts from childhood when someone wish to take our candy on the playground. We all like to share..if I have two chocolate candies I will give her one. I believe that you will do the same. I am sad that you don't know her. I know that you are sad for me too, for someone you know too. I thank you for that human goodness. Some days ago she went for job interview. They like her CV, her working skills and her experience on that rare special field that she has. Everything went well and then the question about her salary was on the agenda. They wish to give her some pocket money that is not even worth to mention in this article. She refused...

I didn't understand. Then she explained to me.."I am Asian. I thank you that you think that all  humans are the same. I personally think that you are right. That my brain is the same as anybodies in the world. That engineer from India, or Africa should have the same pay for the same job. That no one in your country works for that kind of slavery payment on the same business field."

I was sad. I know exactly how the modern times are. I am a part of it too. I fell it on my skin too. That we humans become just economical slaves. That everything is business, cutting cost...but at the end of this rhetorical words are always people. The system is integrated and implemented all over the world. Same thing...much work, big responsibilities. Overtimes. When our personal life goes in flame..it is a moment for promotion. Low pay? Big sacrifices.

I think that this crisis is also a nice manipulation game. It is always the same. Someone's misfortune is another man's fortune. If the crisis didn't happened like she did, based on greed and low pay and cutting cost, someone will invent it...

I was sad but then I said to her..."Don't worry. It is like a story of a man who wish to buy super advanced dream car, a diamond like Maserati...with some pocket money. He can only buy a photo sticker..not even that." She laughed loudly and said....thank you.

I like to be human, we fight injustice. It is implanted in us. If you allow me, I wish to give you one simple advice....fight with intelligence, don't allow anybody to enslave you for the profit of them. Not you, your land, or your resources...be wise.

Patriot

Yesterday a friend of mine send me an email, with some disturbing news about my little land. He explained to me the political situation and he said, "Please write something about this...people are listening to you." I read the news and I was sad. My little land pay the price again. Nothing new...if you are small like us, some stronger boys always take advantage on you....

My little land is now part of new union. This union is not build on liberty, fraternity and equality. It is simply economical union. Well controlled productive machine, force to balance against USA, Asia and of course China.

So some bigger boys decided to build some gas line project from Russia to Italy over our little land with some industrial areas too. It is already done deal but the trick is that in democratic lands you must tell the truth, but just the truth that is needed to get what you wish to do anyway. Just to inform the people what is already decided. To avoid the unpleasant questions and blind the truth, you redirect the blame to someone else, in this case our neighbour's land. That is politically wise. You stay on power and of course balance political consent. Throw the bone to the people....

So now everybody are mad about our neighbour, we bullied them. I said to him...wake up...they are just victim too. They are small too. There is no  more my land, no more my river, no more stones for your art work that is so beautiful and full of harmony...There is no more land of our neighbours too, no more rivers of them too, no more resources. Wake up. Now there are just projects of "progress and prosperity". Please don't be such a "patriot". Don't be a patriot in a house of lies. Patriots are usually shot first... 

I am sad . My land is giving some unworthy  people the richness and wealth. I am also sad for all other little lands, or lands that are just some projects too. I know that someone was paid well in my little land or in your land and they will have profitable annual balance sheet.

I am sad because I remember Iceland's Prime Minister...he invented new political term...economical terrorism. They were bullied too by the bigger stronger boys. We people give them the opportunity and resources to be wealthier and richer. On our home that is called Earth.  I ask myself sometimes where are they living? On Mars? They are already buying  future resources there too...for some Mars projects...

So are they living on Mars?

Grandfather's Fear

I walk every morning in my little park just to relax my mind and get some fresh air. I see also some tenants do the same. Usually the same people walk around every morning and the same children are on the playground.

Sometimes I talk with them, sometimes they just say hello.  I don't talk about my work but somehow they knew that I am a writer. If you are an author like I am it is normal that everybody start to talk about  their life and their worries, so stories fly in like jets. I understood..everybody carry a story. I like to listen  because they teach me so many new things that I can also use in my work. I like to share too. They also ask me many questions. To hear my opinion.  Sometimes I don't know what to say too.

Once some older man asked me..."Do you know anything about death and afterlife?" I said, "Yes, I know much about death. I read many things about death and afterlife. Many books are written and some scholars like Tibetan priests know much about it too. I came to personal conclusion that death is not something scary....It is just normal. If I am born I will die too." That I understand his fear, because humans are afraid of something that they don't understand, especially something that is unknown. So we must learn and teach ourself to understand it.

Then he said..."Yes, death is a mystical, hard to understand..."  I look at him and continued. For me death is not mystical and you will understand it when you die. He asked, "What do you mean?"

"Please try to understand, mystical is only something that people don't understand. But you will understand it when you die. You as a person are unique, your life is unique, everything is designed for you as an individual, you have unique DNA, so according to that, it is my opinion that you will have unique death designed only for you. Like your life and everything that you do is unique. It is normal that no one can understand it. They are not you."

He was quiet for a while. Then he said... "I think you are right.." So we walked to the playground. Then one child came to us. It was his grandchild. I said, "Don't worry, everything will be allright. Children are the proof that God did not forget us." He smiled at me...

He went slowly to his home, holding his grandchild's hand. I watched them. I understand. The time of his last journey is approaching and he knows it...."Don't worry my friend, I will pray for you to give you love and guidance...like I did it for my grandma many many years ago." She died in her bed, peacefully over night. In her sleep....without fear. She prayed before she  fall into sleep, like I heard her so many times when I was small. She went.

American Chinese

I like to talk to people, hear people. They always teach me something. My wife likes to say that I am talkative that I should listen and be quiet more. She is right. Many times. We have democracy in our relationship. I don't have the last word if we debate something..and if I would have it,  I  would say.... "Yes, Dear."

Many times I heard some opinions about this and that. What is going on in the world. Many pros and contras. Especially about politics. Who is right and who is wrong. For me everyone has the right to share their opinion. I am a democrat. In my personal life too. If we have a problem, we sit down, we put our problem on the table and try to come to the best solution that is acceptable for both parties. We do this many times...According to my experience, sometimes you don't have good choice. It is also normal. So between two choices that are bad, I like to take the one which  create less damage.

Many people are not like this..they take a side and stand there stubborn like a donkey. Stay and don't move. His right is the right one. That's it. They don't even give you a chance to ask what they are mad about. They walk out of the debate in protest, mad and angry because they didn't achieve what they wanted. For me that is egoistic. Self centred.....

The other day I listened to one pro and contra...the topic was very interesting. Many important peoples were sitting in the same room. Three to the left and three to the right. I was quiet and  listened....I try to be better also. The topic was about foreign policy. Bernard-Henri Levy was also one of the guests. I heard about him, famous philosopher, author of many books, they said one of the 30 most influenced men on the Earth, philosopher of the year 2010. I was honored just to see him. Brilliant mind, journalist and philosoper. I think he  doesn't have time for lies and deceit. For games over power. So he told his opinion, his truth. Truth is something that many peoples don't like to hear. He said that the president of  USA is American Chinese according to the tactics he used in his foreign policies. Everyone was quiet...

He said that he uses the basic tactic of  Sun Tzu, Chinese philosopher that lived in 6th century BC. Brilliant mind author of one famous book. He studied the  art of war. If you don't have a chance to defeat an enemy....become a friend. If you expand your forces too much, you will loose. Use your resources wisely......Everyone was quiet and after seven minutes his speech was over. I must admit it was brilliant.....

On the other side of the table it was a revolution, polite but still seen able. Some hard minded egos wished to get even. So they took a very un-democratic approach. They went to the personal level of him. They attacked him. That he is intelligent and they honored him,  but he loose time speaking  about some Chinese man who lived many centuries ago.

I didn't believe what I heard. So they don't honor the history that teach us so much? They don't honor, for example, the founders of human ethics, Aristotle, Phytagoras? Great men who lived before them? The founders of the State of them? Good President like George Washington...because he lived and died some centuries ago? Is that  now just a story about some American Patriot that we don't need to waste our time in this modern times?

History proved us that we all .... will be history ...in time. Personally too...I have good memories of my grandma. She died. She became a story to tell to my children. She was very good grandma for me.

I personally like the President of their land now. He is much better then the one before....I am in worries for him...I would like to tell my grandchildren that he was one of the good ones...who bring peace and prosperity to many peoples. But how to achieve that with some stubborn donkeys??

Little land of mine

I come from one little land...it is so little that most of the peoples in the world don't know where it is. They never hear about it. If I tell them, they usually pretend to know where it is. So I explain to them..that we are little, not many peoples...only two millions all together with all our foreigners. That we live good...that we like to drink and eat good so we don't export much...we don't have much interest to give everything that is good away from us. This concept confuse many peoples. How they don't want to earn more money, more power.

This more,more, and more is not good for us. We like to live in peace, eat well, drink well and walk around through our small land. To see the Alps, mountains, rivers with clean water and lakes. We have rich resources of wine not oil...you can not drink oil..everybody produce wine in my country. It is our national hobby. No one know... because we drink our best wine by our self. We give only to the Pope, sometimes. Our first sport is fishing ...then climbing and skiing.

Yes we have hotels and everything....but we don't like to promote much about our SPA from Roman time, sea, beauty of our nature because too many will come to see it...and humans are the biggest polluters. We don't have much space anyway. So where to put let say 5,000,000 tourists ? We are a nation who like to make intelligent jokes so I will tell you one...

There was a family from USA and they wish to visit us for two, three days...we said no problem, our hospitality is well known...but what would you do in the next two days? We are one of the most educated nations in the world....we have everything. Little fairytale land. Who visit us, will always come back...from all over. More and more..they even buy little cottage houses on the little hills..and  then the neighbours teach them how to eat good, drink good wine...enjoy the sun...with a view to our lakes and mountains.

We protect our nature and woods already 300 years...way before GO GREEN become modern. Of course we know it is just a good selling brand. We like BIO food for centuries....good one. Nice cooked. If someone has some little health problem, we do like Caesar did...we go to spa. It is still the same spa. Many...

We have also some special horses. Horses are born brown and in time they become white. We are smart...we don't give our horses away. Our Prime Minister give only the photo and the birth certificate of the horse to one Arab leader and  also to Queen of ENGLAND....They stay home, our horses.... of course. We have for example too many bears...so we sell them. The bears are very intelligent animal. They go home. I will show you how beautiful we are....Please take your laptop, log on to the internet...and type in SOCA RIVER. We are a proud nation, we are friendly to everybody...but we are small.  So please...don't come to visit us.... :-)
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My Old Televison

Today it was a rainy day so I switched my old television to just take a quick look on today news. It is always the some....just tragedies are sold good and human fears. Like we humans don't have any happy moment on daily news anymore. For me it is sad to see wars, catastrophe of oil leak, talking about money power over power...As long I remember it is that way. Just different faces....

So I come to an idea...we should make a TV broadcast about happy moments and happy things in life. How many happy fathers and mamas are today? How many jobs were created...good ones not economical slavery for low or no pay...How many trees were planted, enemies become brothers, new inventions that make our life easier...beautiful clean balance technology for all mankind...good things about us humans. Not that I say we should blind our mind about other side...we should balance. Through balance we will be more open for changes more open minded...

Some don't like my stories...good. We must know what we don't like to see and decide what we like. I like human goodness. It is my personal decision and I always find it...in many things. I know goodness is lonely...goodness is not a BIG seller, like fear is.

Today fear is the biggest seller, security fear, emotional fear, health fear....many people use this basic human emotion and sell it with enermous success....we have pharmaceutic companies, anti aging pills etc...but let be honest to our self .. It is no such thing like anti aging...because everyone of us know exactly how many years we have. If we lie to our self...that is still a lie and deep inside we know. Our body can not be 20 if it is 30 or 40. My DNA knows it, if I wish or not.

I switched off my television...broadcasters, marketing managers, advertising companies...will not be happy...so what? When they start to give me TV of goodness, I will PAY it...I promise and they will be happy too. Don't you think???

I think my old television was happy too...imagine if our television have a soul and she must see this day by day. Year by year...she will be old and unhappy....

Phenomena Called Soccer

I am a man that likes soccer...yes many girls like it too, but more because of handsome man on the field...it is a joke..don't be offended. I know that we have also a good woman league and they play hard ball... This sport is considered like a religion...In Britain, Italy, Spain...I am not so extreme but I like to see it. I don't play much...I am more of a thinker...analyst.

I remember it was Sunday evening around 3 p.m....sunny day, but everybody were in. Town was deserted. The match was on....me, my brother and of course papa were watching the game. Concentrated...mama was happy because we were on one spot (on the sofa) and quiet. We score a goal and simultaneously we jumped up and said, "GOOAAL!"

Than we jumped back on the sofa and we heard some strange CRACK sound... Sofa didn't make it...ha,ha,ha.

We won and mama liked the color of the new sofa too....

According to this I have many brothers of game all over the world....we can talk about this game

everywhere..It is true. We real fans like the game so much that we applaud to the nice goal or an action of opposite team too. Yes we are mad, sad...but we honor the game. Sadly many times is not like this. I went to a derby mach in the land that I am living now. Derby is a derby...everywhere. But I was very disappointed. The fans that were wining were evil. I didn't believe what I saw. Real human evil...worse kind. They enjoy to underestimate the opponent. Like other team's misery is their sadistic joy.

I went out after a first half....sorry my brothers in game all over the world...I know that is not how my tradition of game teach me.... you stick to your boys through storm and thunder..

It is a matter of integrity inner code of game...It is true. I know....

But it was simply too much. Integrity is also to stand up and make an action when it is simply too much. Then we don't go to the match, we suffer at home...I know. Stadium is empty....they can play ..but without us.

I know much about match and it was not fair match.....we fans know about injustice. They can say what they like but we live for the match and we know how it feels to be cheated. We all experience that...it is the ugliest feeling. You see the truth and they wish to question your mind, your eyes. We swallowed much we fans....we go to this game again and again. See unworthy things that has nothing to do with the match... Don't insult our intelligence.

Maradona you know it was not A TOUCH OF GOD..it was your hand...Ireland fans know it too...It was a hand...I am really sorry for them I know how much that hurts.

But God is just..every fans know that too.

My little land will go to AFRICA....we kicked out the BIG RUSSIAN BEAR....they totally underestimate us. They said that we will be crashed like a mosquito. We won and next day JOKE WAS BORN.....ALWAYS SOME GOOD JOKES ABOUT SOCCER...EVERYWHERE... Bear get malaria...ha,ha,ha.

God is just my brothers in game...Irish know that too...and France is in trouble...

Stereotype I am carrying

We humans are funny creatures, don't you think? We sometimes assume something that is not true but it is true to us. Because when our eyes see something that we don't understand, our brain will immediately search in our database for information that is inside us to try to understand what is going on. Sometimes because of that misinterpretation, many funny stories happened. To you, to me, to everyone. But if you are different like I am...it happens more often.

I don't have for example the right skin color. I am Caucasian and my wife is Asian. So sometimes it is really funny....it is not racism. No, really not. Sometimes people don't know and they just assume to know. It happens to me too. To everyone I think. It depends on our knowledge....it is good that we teach our self and others all the time.

Yesterday we went out for a dinner. I dressed myself nice. My wife too and we were happy and cheerful. Chitchatting...holding hands. Like we always do. We went out from the building and one security man looked on to see us. He was happy to see what he saw. Two people in love. Happiness is contagious and he wished to be part of it. He said hello with really big smile and openhearted.

He was talking some strange language that I don't understand a thing. I look at him didn't wish to be impolite, so I take his hand and shake it. He chitchat something...but I didn't understand. So my wife said to him....sorry my husband don't speak Arabic. He is not Arab. Then I tell him in his language that I am Slovene. I saw in his eyes that he was confused. In his mind perception, our picture looked like Arabian man marry Asian woman. I know what happened to him. He saw so many, so he was automatically assumed that we are one too. So we went.

Two hours later we came back. I greet another security boy with a gesture to show respect to him. I touch my heart with my right hand and bend my had just a little. He gave me worry look, apologize to us and asked my wife if something is wrong with my heart, if I have a heart disease. Because many times I do like this to him. My wife started to laugh. Loudly and then she said, "No it is the way he honor you." Then he said some even more funny. He looked at me with that big smile and said...."You did it like my grandpa and my papa. I forgot it. That's the way people did in the past." Then I was laughing too....he knew but he forgot it.

I was still laughing and said to him..."I have a heart disease. Already many years...it cannot be healed. I have chronics love disease....ha,ha,ha...." She was laughing.....

Yoga

Since I maintain this blog together with my wife, please allow me to share her thought to all of you. Enjoy the reading......(PS : my wife is talkative too, but not so much as me...)

We live in the apartment complex which equipped with sport facilities like swimming pool, basketball court, football court, jogging track, gym and also aerobic class. Before, I never had an interest to join the aerobic class since the moves are to fast for me. Until we met one couple in one morning and they invite us to join the Yoga class.

Actually it was fun for me because it use our full energy with slow moves. The trainer said that we should not feel pain in our body when we move and don't over push. Just concentrate to your breath - inhale and exhale.

My sister was laughing when I told her that I joined Yoga class. In her young mind, the moves are too slow! But she knew that my body is flexible since I dance traditional dancing when I was child.

I join Yoga class three times a week for one hour each day. As a beginner, I can say that Yoga taught me how to breath, how to concentrate, how to be flexible, how to have positive thinking and of course to be healthy.

In this modern time, because of the stress in the office or because of family problem, we forgot to breath. I mean, really deep breath. We forgot how to listen to our body. Too much complicated things and pressures at the same time. Our mind and our acts must always be quick. And the result, our heartbeat become faster and we cannot concentrate to the things that we do.

The most important move in Yoga is to breath. When you breath and listen to your breath, you can have the flexibility to create some "strange moves" that we could not imagine we can do it before. Your mind also become peaceful and this is very good as our mind can invite positive energy in many ways.

Yoga also taught me to heal myself. For many years, I am suffered from menstrual pain and now I feel that bit by bit the pain is getting less and less.

If I may suggest, it is worth to try Yoga. Of course you must enjoy it. Because everybody are unique and can find their unique way to be healthy.

At the time being, Mario still have a little bit problem with the instruction from our trainer since she use my language. So, sometimes he made mistakes in some moves. But it doesn't matter, it has to be fun isn't it? :-)

Anita