September 4, 2016
by Kiri Weimann
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Yoga in Uganda – Gratitude beyond measure

This post is written within hours of receiving the most amazing news from Busia, Uganda, where I went this summer with a wish to share my love for yoga. This news made me feel so humble, so proud and it gave me an even stronger faith in humanity – if that is at all possible.

The preparations for my trip to Uganda started in spring 2016 where I contacted my dear friends from Uganda Red Cross Youth located all around the country. I wanted to visit them and meet their families and friends. I didn’t know what to expect, but I knew that something was pulling me there to find something.

Since I am not a holiday person and I like to make a difference and be active during my travels, I asked if any of them had any projects that could be linked to yoga somehow, so that I could teach there. It was as if it had been planned previously. One friend had a big school with 600 pupils run by charity helping the entire community exit poverty, another friend was working to create awareness about menstrual health and teach young girls and women in the villages to make reusable pads so that they could go to school even on the more bloody days of the month.

I jumped straight at it!

I arranged for a collection of funding to support the school, I advertised for used yoga mats and got a donation of 10 mats which took up most of my luggage allowance and I started making teaching materials for people who had never heard of yoga and thought it was a dance.

I arrived in Entebbe airport on 1 July 2016 to the longest and slowest immigration line I had ever experienced. It took so long that my friends almost left the airport thinking I didn’t make the flight. But I did! And my bags were there and all was good.

The first place I went to was in Busia close to the Kenyan border. It is a dusty town with limited supply of – well, most things. Many people live in villages either in clay houses or brick houses without electricity and running water. They live off their land and from selling handmade crafts for small change. In town, the income level is higher for some people, but most of what I saw was still very basic, but functional.

In Busia, there’s a Red Cross building. Since the Red Cross is not very active there any longer, the building is being rented out to NGO’s wanting to make a difference, such as ASHWA (Alliance for Sustainable Health and Wealth in Africa) which my friend Eric is Managing Director of. The building has a big room that is usually used for workshops and educational purposes. It is the perfect size for yoga and that’s where I taught my very first class.

Needless to say? It was a huge success!

Finding the yoga etiquette is something we need to work on a bit, but all participants gave it their all. The reactions after the class gave me a new motivation to stick with it and teach as much as I possible could while in Uganda. We had only planned one class in Busia, but it became two classes and a teacher workshop where 10 people learned more about the background of the yoga tradition, theory on kids yoga and a personal practice to keep themselves on the right track.

In between teaching in Busia, I also went to Bethany Centre which is a school and orphanage on a beautiful hill in a village about 1 hour on a bumpy road from Kampala. I managed to teach all the pupils at the school during the time I was there and the teachers were watching carefully. They were amazed at what they saw and they found it very inspirational. At the end of it, I trained the teachers in a personal practice and the theory behind school yoga, how it supports the brain, why the body is important when learning, how sensory difficulties can hinder some children from learning and on a deep level, I introduced some thought patterns that were very new to the teachers.

One thing I emphasized was the fact that children cannot learn if they are afraid. I also underlined how important movement is for the functioning of the brain and how crucial it is to sleep. Most children in that village sleep less than 6 hours every night and eat food with very low nutritional levels.

It only made me even more determined to do this!

It makes so much sense.

When I left Uganda in the beginning of August, I was hoping for great results, but I had not expected what just popped into my mailbox today. In Busia, on their own initiative, they have founded a yoga club. Not just like briefly saying that they have a club, they have made a full document with the constitution for the yoga club, they have elected members for the board and made a schedule, appointed a main teacher and even held classes on their own. Furthermore, they have written a report stating the progress of the yoga project and with comments from the participants.

My partner at Bethany also told me that the teachers are doing their yoga practice and that they even use it in the classroom to help the children learn better.

I am beyond words! So humble. So grateful and so inspired to build this project to empower the community, create jobs and improve the lives of so many people.

Webali! (thank you)

BY THE WAY, we are working on forming a support organisation in Denmark and we might be needing your skills. Please let me know if you want to help shape and build this awesome yoga project in Uganda – and maybe beyond! Only our imagination sets the limit….

Wanna know more? Visit my campaign……. ♥

teenyoga in Uganda

Teenyoga with the girls from Primary 7 at Bethany Centre Uganda

 

Kids yoga in Uganda

Grounding and relaxing is important in a kids yoga session. Yoga with kids from the Nursery class.

 

Sunday yoga session with the boarding students.

Sunday yoga session with the boarding students.

 

My partner from ASHWA (Alliance for Sustainable Health and Wealth in Africa) Eric Omondi and me on top of Tororo Rock.

My partner from ASHWA (Alliance for Sustainable Health and Wealth in Africa) Eric Omondi and me on top of Tororo Rock.

 

Yoga session in Busia, Uganda.

Yoga session in Busia, Uganda.

June 14, 2016
by Kiri Weimann
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Nobody did this to you.

This post was written as I was realising that I was pushing the responsibility for my failed relationships onto outer circumstances. I kept returning to the same pattern that was actually making everything harder and more difficult. I had actually convinced myself that I wanted a single life and would be much happier alone. While writing this, I am still on my own, so it’s not some rosy story about love popping in when you least expect it. It is just a regular story from real life. I hope you can relate to this and that you will get inspired to observe and change your own patterns. 

The first thing I do when I feel hurt is to try to find someone to blame for my broken heart. I make sure that this person knows how much he hurt me and what he did wrong, how mean he is to be leaving me or for choosing another girl. I get caught up in HIS behaviour and totally forget to look at myself and ask WHY.

What exactly made him deselect me? The love I have inside is so strong and there is no way he could not love me with all that love inside.

But he didn’t see it. I didn’t let him in. 

I was busy trying not to get hurt by him, and the guy before him, and the guy before the guy before him…… Nothing will ever change if I don’t see this obvious pattern. How could I not see it? Did I try to hide it from myself?

He didn’t cause this. He is not responsible. I am.

I go back in time. I try to find out when this first happened and why I have taken on this pattern of limiting myself and hiding my true feelings. There must be an answer somewhere. It is there. Out there somewhere. In the deep deep ocean of unconsciousness. I must have been hurt badly without really knowing it myself.

Did I ever trust in anybody? Did I ever give someone my all? Everything I had. Put myself out there. Naked. Vulnerable.

And what happened, then?

Did he not love me passionately? Deeply? 

I remember now. It was that one thing he said. That one thing that made my heart turn cold. I built walls around it like a fence to protect myself from feeling this way ever ever ever again. But when a wall is built, it doesn’t only protect my heart from hurt. It is very effective and protects my heart with all it’s got. From love.

It is clever, though. It lets people in just far enough for me to get a taste of love, but makes sure that nobody gets in far enough to touch the tender, bleeding heart inside. I have found a way to connect without really putting myself out there. I am even fooling myself sometimes. I believe that I truly deeply love and go on with it, but someday it bites my tale and ruins everything. My fairytale castle blown away by the breeze.

I start acting strange trying to push him not to love me, I try to show him all the sides of myself that I don’t like. My dark shadows. I get moody. I am unfair. Petty. Controlling. Until the day he can’t take it anymore and leaves.

Another wall is built. 

Hearts are made to feel and they can feel the walls covering my heart. They know that there is more to that love inside of me, but my wall is so effective that they give up and go for the open hearts somewhere else. Who am I to blame them? Who am I to make them responsible?

If I ever want to experience deep love again. A full-on connection with another person, I need to start tearing down those walls. Some may be harder to demolish than others, but I will work persistently and patiently.

It makes me think of a Chinese movie I saw somewhere. This woman had done something wrong and they had put her into a brick hut and built the wall and hut all around her. There was only a small hole for her to look through and get food through. She was alive, but only just alive. The walls were blocking her from experiencing life to the fullest.

I am lucky not to be behind physical walls and I have the tools and people around me to help support me while I tear them down, one by one. It can and will get dirty and tough, but I do this for me. For my bleeding heart.

First step is to take responsibility and realise that nobody did this to me. I need to realise that I am hiding behind my walls. Next step is to understand fully that nobody can do this for me. I need to do this and stick with it even when it gets messy and I feel that I am falling apart.

I don’t think this work is a one size fits all, so I will not give you a list of steps to tear your walls down around your heart. Who would I be to tell you how to do it since I haven’t even done it myself yet? I know that I need to do this and I have a feeling that I know what the walls are about. Knowing that is already a big step.

For love……

June 8, 2016
by Kiri Weimann
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No, too much gas is NOT just a sign that you’re digestion is working….

I used to wonder why people would pay 40 DKK (approx. 6-7 dollars) for a carton of ice cream when you could get twice as much for half the price. Now, I am the woman in the grocery store picking up the ice cream reading the entire list of ingredients and ending up picking the 40 DKK organic one with no additives.

I don’t know which one you would pick if you went there right now. But I think that you would do as I do if you knew what I know. I didn’t know what I know now back then. I was always looking for the cheapest item and not for just one second did it occur to me WHY these products were so much cheaper.

Yes, I was young. I was a student and didn’t have a lot of money. And then I was IGNORANT. Completely ignorant to everything that had to do with the food industry. I trusted the producers with my life. I trusted that they wouldn’t sell me something to eat that wasn’t nutritious or good for my body. I trusted that they would consider my health and everyone else’s health when making the food.

I was naïve.

A few years ago I stumbled across a book called ‘The secret chef’. I tried to borrow it at the library, but a stunning 9 people were in line to borrow it before me. This had to be a DAMN good book since so many people wanted to read it! So I waited and when I finally got it, I had finished it in just a few days and my entire understanding of ethics and morale had been shaken tremendously. I had transformed from a price hunter to an ingredient reader over night. I went through my kitchen and threw away everything with E-numbers and strange ingredients that I couldn’t tell what was.

But what did I read in that book, you might wonder….

That book was the end of processed food for me. The sentence, “that which takes a factory to make, takes a factory to digest” (Louise Hay) suddenly made sense to me.

In short, the book reveals how the food industry is transforming water and starch into almost anything by adding aroma, sugar, little bits of …..(well, I don’t wanna know what) to give the sense of biting something, and different additives to regulate the sour taste from un-ripe tomatoes or to make the mass stay together (such as emulsifier – emulgator in Danish – and other unnatural chemistry).

On top of this, they use poor quality food ingredients with very low nutritional value and no natural taste and add sugar and aroma in order to make it eatable. There is much more to this than I can list out here and would highly recommend that you read this book (or watch his TED talk). There are already a few Danish food producers that have stopped using additives altogether because consumers are asking for REAL FOOD. The goal should be that all food is real food. That no additives are legal and that there are limits on the amounts of sugar that can be added to each product, if at all any – if it is not a cake or a sweet of course.

My rules as I browse the shelfs

When I go shopping, I go for natural food. So, usually, I only shop vegetables, eggs, nuts and that type of things. However, you will be surprised to find additives regulating the sour taste in canned tomatoes, for instance. Or anything other than coconut and water in a can of coconut milk. It is actually almost impossible to find a coconut milk that is organic and without some sort of stabiliser – which is ridiculous, because everyone knows that coconut  milk naturally separates inside the can and you have to cut through it to get the water out.

Why does it matter so much if the stabiliser or emulsifier is there?

Well, it has to do with your gut. You gut is natural. It can process natural foods and different enzymes digest different foods. Therefore, you can eat and digest almost anything if your gut is healthy – as long as it is natural. The emulsifiers and stabilisers are there to stop the natural process of oil and water separating or other ingredients separating (like coconut and water) and keep the consistency of the product (unnaturally). When you eat it, the unnatural ingredients keep doing their work. This means that the natural processes in your gut get disrupted because the emulsifiers and stabilisers are trying to do the same to your gut.

This usually results in stomach ache, gas (and lots of it), indigestion, constipation or diarrhea.

No wonder!

I used to think I was just made to produce more gas than other people. I don’t think a single day passed by while I was growing up without the mentioning of the word ‘fart’ or ‘gas’. And it was not just me…… It was a family thing (sorry to reveal our secret….). And I honestly believed that it was totally normal to have this much gas. I often had stomach aches because I felt embarrassed and held the farts in all day.

It was not until I started getting acupuncture that I found out what my gas was actually telling me. My acupuncturist is this outstanding, wise and highly skilled Chinese woman. She has studied medicine in China and worked with people for many years. She asks me anything and we talked about gas very early on. She said that excessive gas is not supposed to form in the gut. If too much gas is forming, there is something in the gut that is not being digested properly. This can happen if we eat too much of one thing – like a cauliflower soup or something like that. Or of we eat too many things that are raw, particularly raw vegetables and grains. Or if we eat something that the gut cannot digest for some reason.

If too much gas forms, you need to figure out why and change that part of your diet. No discussion. Gas doesn’t form by itself and it is not a good sign to produce more than a few natural non-smelly farts during the day. Smell is bad too!

Take care of your body and eat wisely

It might seem a little bit cumbersome to have to read the labels every time you go shopping, but you will very quickly know which products that are safe and which labels to read. You can eat anything you like, really, you just have to sometimes cook it yourself and buy all the ingredients to keep in your kitchen. Once you get a hang of it, it becomes as easy as before. You just buy different things.

If you’ve had issues with your gut, try this first. You might just be intolerant to too much sugar, additives and poor quality flour.

Let me know how it goes!

May 12, 2016
by Kiri Weimann
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Love DOESN’T hurt.

I just finished this incredible book by Osho called ‘Being in Love’. It made me think a lot and question my intentions and reconsider what is driving me when I meet new people. Am I looking for something in particular? Do I judge at the speed of lightning? Am I just a simple animal looking for someone to fulfill my needs or do I actually love truly? What does love even mean? Did I misunderstand that completely?

When I was younger, and up until recently, actually, I thought lust equaled love. I thought the presence of lust would automatically mean that there was love between two people. I will go as far as to say that I have judged quite a few relations on that parameter. I still think passion is crucial, but is passion the same as lust? Lust means having a strong sexual desire for someone while passion is a strong and barely controllable emotion.

We should be able to feel the difference between the two, shouldn’t we? 

 

But honestly, I am still struggling on that. I am confused as to whether what I am feeling initially in a relation is lust, fascination, attraction or love. Do I have a desire to possess this other person? Make him need me? Make him unable to live without me? Is that what I really want? Someone who is depending on me to be happy…to have his life fulfilled.

Hell no! That is by no means what I want. But you know what? That is what I have been doing. Unconsciously, I have been making men need me. I have been tricking them into believing that I was this wonder woman (and trust me, some of them would still claim that I am…. *sigh). I have been hiding the real me behind this beautiful facade, making them feel safe and comfortable – and there you have it! Comfortable! Yikes! Comfortable is the worst thing that can happen and I caused it all myself.

If I had been honest and open and courageous, I could have taken it all on myself and admitted to my stupidity. I could have told them that all this need they have for me is choking me and that I need to get out before I stop breathing. I could have told them that it was all my own fault because my ego was so obsessed with attention and making them love me that I forgot to listen to that little girl inside who loves her freedom, her independence.

What usually happens is that I start feeling guilty. I try to get the initial feelings back, but they lost the battle with pity and my experience tells me they will never come back. So I start getting frustrated. I start picking on this poor guy who thinks its just a phase I am going through, or PMS that I never used to suffer from before and I keep pushing him to realise that I am not that great. Could he just understand that and leave me so I don’t have to hurt him?

Because love doesn’t hurt

It is my dishonesty that hurts. My reversed possessiveness. If love had been there, there would have been no hurt. I would have been able to tell him what was going on inside me. I would have been open. I would have let him be strong on his own, independent of me, in no need of me.

I believe that in order to experience true and deep love with another person, both have to be totally and completely content about being alone. Neither of them should have any need for someone to complete them or fill out any cavities. If we join with someone in the search of happiness and we think that this other person will bring us happiness, we are loading a huge responsibility onto their shoulders. You are actually making someone else responsible for your own happiness. It is not fair. Nobody should be responsible for your joy and happiness but yourself. You.

What Osho is basically saying is that there are three kinds of love. Most of us live in love one, which is not the most evolved and deep state, Im afraid..

Love one

The first love is object oriented. You see someone you find beautiful or sweet or wonderful and you feel attracted to this person, you think you are falling in love. You feel a need to possess this person. How can you make this person yours? Have him or her to yourself? The relation is dominated by lust and it is often misinterpreted as love.

This love one has been very present in my life. I am sure most of you recognise yourselves in this. I don’t know if this is what we have been told love is. I guess the film industry has helped this belief along quite a bit. If you have a relationship in love one, you will most likely assume that this person is yours because he or she has promised to be yours. Unconsciously, you are limiting the other person, restricting, telling them what to wear, when to be home, how to behave etc. At some point one of you or even both of you are fed up and want your freedom back – or your life together turns dull and grey because netiher of you can breathe. Needless to say this happened to me more than once?

As Osho says, love one is good for the person who has nothing to begin with. But love one is not the goal – not at all.

Love two

Love two is subject oriented. You are overflowing with love – not only for this one person, but for everyone and everything around you. You have found love inside of you and it is bubbling and spreading all around you. You want to give the one you love the greatest gift of all – the gift of FREEDOM. In love two, love between a couple is a luxury, not a necessity. And because you want to give your beloved freedom, there is no room for jealousy or fear. You are enough when you are alone and when you have company, you are being spoiled and you enjoy it. You feel grateful for the time you have with someone, but you don’t feel betrayed if they fly off and enjoy their time with others.

This ‘love two’ can seem very frightening to most people. If you read it like I read it the first time, what he was saying was basically that we need to have open relationships and that our love will make it possible for us not to feel anger or pain in the process. But this is not the case, really…

He is not saying, go out and cheat all you want and nobody will get hurt. He is very clear throughout the book about the fact that it is hard work to be in a loving relation. It is hard work because OF COURSE emotions will come up. How will it ever be wonderful to hear your boyfriend say how beautiful he finds the lady across the street? But in order to be together in love, we should be able to share how we feel and be honest about our desires. Otherwise, we will be lying to each other.

For the girls, this means no more saying “yes” when you mean “no” and “no” when you mean “yes”. Say how you feel, but be prepared, because the outcome may not end up as you wanted it. He may actually go to that soccer game even though you were honest and said you wanted him to stay home. That’s freedom and respect. Because if you need a day to yourself or some time off away from him, he will let you do that too without feeling offended.

If you do love two well, you will both grow and grow. You will expand your love and be able to hold space for each other and other people. You might even be able to reach love three.

Love three

In love three there is no object and no subject. You are simply love. You and your beloved are one. This is what is termed unconditional love, divine love. God’s love. Whether you believe in it or not, it is the feeling of infinite love. It doesn’t stop and never will. It is there and it is unconditional. There is no real object to be loved and no lover to do the loving.

The way I see it is that this unconditional love is always there. It has always been there, but we have covered it up and limited it. The thing about love is that it is not scarce. So by loving my mother, I don’t love my sister less. I can love endlessly. The more I love the greater it gets. But for love three it goes even deeper than that, because there is no object or subject of the love. It is just there, ever present.

Any of the three types of love is suitable to where you are in your life. If you feel love one for someone, you should not feel ashamed to pursue it, just because it hasn’t reached love two yet.

Freedom is the greatest gift

The reason I am sharing this is that it made me realise something about my own patterns and how I keep getting stuck in love one when where I want to be is in love two or three. I have occasionally been experiencing love two and I guess that is why I am moving away from love one, since it is no longer interesting to me.

I hope it will make you think about your patterns and maybe make you wonder if you are actually suffocating the one you love because you want him or her so badly that you can’t stand the thought of letting go. Remember, freedom is the greatest gift you can ever give (and get)… It all comes back to you!

February 18, 2016
by Kiri Weimann
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The POWER of attitude and reflection

I clearly remember the day I decided that something had to change. I couldn’t let my circumstances determine how I felt anymore. I realised that I could possibly, and would most likely, stay in the same physical and neurological condition I was in for the rest of my life. I felt that I had no control or power over my physical health at that time. Only time would tell if I would ever overcome it and regain my memory, stamina, energy and so forth.

However, I realised that there is one thing that I will always be in control of and I think it is that one thing that made the big difference for me. I will always be able to choose my attitude. I will always be able to look for a positive outcome or learn something positive from every situation. I even think I learn much more from seemingly impossible situations than from situations that have more obvious learning points.

The day it all changed

That day I suddenly started crying. Normally, I keep my head up and go by the Danish saying: “Hæng ikke med hovedet, hvis du står i lort til halsen” (Don’t let your head hang if you have shit reaching your neck). But this day I couldn’t help it. I cried and cried. I cuddled up in my big duvey in my huge armchair and just sat there crying. I heard my sister enter the apartment and all she could see was the big duvey in the armchair and my hand reaching out to tell her where I was. She picked me up and got me out of my miserable state.

That day I reached out to everyone I thought of as my friends. I told them to help me. I told them that I was feeling so down because of this situation and I needed them to stop by and fill me up with energy. I knew I had to actively do something about it and so I did. I only had enough energy to spend about 15-20 minutes with them at the time, but it made a huge difference and it started off a positive spiral of trying to enjoy what I could enjoy instead of getting caught up in the things that were limiting me.

The circle of influence

I often think of a quote by Steve Jobs: “You cannot combine the dots going forward”. This quote is so real for me. While I was studying for my MSc I was introduced to Steven Covey and the 7 Habits of Highly Effective People. At that time I read it and used it with the purpose of becoming even more effective than I already was, but later on the theories in the book started to make sense in a much broader way.

One of the things he teaches is that we have a circle of influence and a circle of concern. Whatever is inside our circle of influence is what we should be spending our time on. We may be concerned about other things, but many things are out of our reach. Whatever we do, we will not be able to change it or influence it in any way. This is our circle of concern. Things that would be in the circle of concern, but not on our circle of influence could be things like government decision, natural catastrophes, someone else’s horrible mood, and anything else that we might be able to affect slightly, but have no control over.

We can choose to let outer circumstances affect our attitude, mood and decisions, and spend our time worrying about things we cannot change, OR we can work within our circle of influence and change the way we react.

Example.

I am lying there in pain, my brain is not cooperating, my energy level is rock bottom. I am worried about what will happen to me – if I will ever get over this. No doctor can give me any prospect as to when I will be back to normal. If I let outer circumstances affect my attitude this situation will be devastating and unbearable. However, I have a choice. I can choose to keep worrying about all the things I cannot control, or I can start spending my energy on things I CAN control. I can change my thoughts one by one. I can notice beauty around me, look for smiles along my way, eat healthy food that helps me gain energy, invest all my money in treatments and therapy. I can reach out to my friends and let them help me, I can find a low-energy hobby to spend my time on (I chose cupcake baking). There were so many things I could still influence.

Applying it to daily life

Even now, when I am feeling great, I still have a choice. I choose to work within my circle of influence and try my best not to let the things I cannot control and cannot influence affect me.

There is this sweet story from the buddhist tradition about two monks crossing a fierce river. One is the master and the other the apprentice. While crossing the river they meet a young woman who is struggling to cross because of the strong current and the master carries her on his shoulders onto safe land on the other side. The young apprentice is terrified of what the master did, because monks are not supposed to touch women. After an hour when the two monks are walking, the young apprentice dares to ask his master how he could do such a thing, since they are not supposed to touch women. The master says: “I left the young woman on the side of the river an hour ago, it seems that you are still carrying her on your shoulders”.

If you are up for it, I suggest you start noticing how often you carry people or situation with you into other situations. Who do you take with you into your shower, into your sleep. Is your boss or colleague having dinner with you even though you are all alone? Is a situation which is long gone and over with disturbing your sleep?

Practice is key – always

I can assure you it takes a lot of practice! Trust me when I say that I have brought the situation of my accident with me hundreds of times – into my sleep, the shower, my walks, dinner and I could go on. When I started realising this, I noticed that I did it with so many people and so many situations. I still do it. And when I do, I think of the monks or Louise Hay.

Bowels or poop are an indication of how we live our lives. All of life is: taking life in, assimilating what is good for us, and releasing and letting go of that which we no longer need.

When intake, assimilation, and elimination are all in Divine right order in my body, I feel great. There is nothing that feels like a really good poop. Then we flush and it’s on its way, never to return! This is nature’s way. I do not know of anyone who tries to go into the sewer to retrieve their poop.

If only we could treat all of our life experiences the same way. Intake, assimilation, elimination, and flush! How often do we dig into the garbage of our past, try to bring back a situation so we can rehash it, go over it again — worry some more — and look for a different solution, when it no longer exists in our life?

When I find myself doing this, I say to myself, “Flush, Louise!” and I bring myself back to the now. Now is where the action is.” – Louise Hay

 

I hope this has been helpful to you somehow and that you feel you have learned from it. Do let me know how you are doing on this and let me know if I can be of any assistance in your practice!

You always have a choice. Try not to get stuck in your circle of concern. Get into the matters that you CAN change. If nothing else, it will make you a much happier person.

Humanity. The essence of who we are.

January 1, 2016 by Kiri Weimann | 0 comments

Somehow this series of documentaries embraces the essence of one-ness. The deep underlying reason why I don’t want to conform to the ‘standards’ of modern industrialised society. Society means a place where we respect and cherish each other. Society exists when everyone is equally valued, not based on his or her gender, race, religion or monetary values. Not based on his or her intelligence, skills, or rank. But based on the mere fact that he or she is human. A loving, feeling, sensing individual who contributes to the community to the best of his or her ability.

How can I stand on the side with a full stomach watching the people who grew my rice and vegetables starve and suffer? How can we think that it is sustainable to lower prices on everything to a level that leaves other people in extreme poverty?

This is one of the most beautiful films I have ever seen. Not because of the footage of some of the most beautiful places in the world, but because of the beauty in the eyes of every single person interviewed – even the people who have done unthinkable things.

December 29, 2015
by Kiri Weimann
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Want your New Year’s resolutions to end up in the bin

You probably know the euphoric feeling you get while setting goals. You see it all in your mind and almost experience how it must feel to be in that place. You write the goals down, promise yourself that you will hold yourself up to them, and 2 months later your list is in the bottom of your drawer and happily forgotten.

I think we’ve all tried that, haven’t we?

Well, there is a reason to this.
There are a few, actually, but one of them is this…
As you may have heard, we have two sides of the brain. In most human beings, the left side is the structured and rational one, it loves everything that makes sense and can be put into order like numbers, grammar and reasoning. We usually use this side for goal setting. But only this side.

Most commonly, the right side of the brain is the dreamer and holds our imagination, it loves being creative, it is musical, loves colors and feelings. It is this side of the brain that can keep us going when we passionately strive towards something, but without damaging the body and brain in the meantime. This part of the brain is not realistic at all. It just dreams away and flies off on a cloud.

Effective goal setting involves both sides of the brain

If I only use my left side of the brain to set goals, I let my logic and rationality rule. I might wish for something awesome to happen, but when it comes down to my list of goals, most of them will be within reach, realistically. They will be ordinary, boring goals with no passion or emotion whatsoever linked to them. I will work towards them, because they make sense to me as I am progressing through life. NOTE that this is not necessarily a bad thing..

If I only set goals with the right side of my brain – oh my, that would get interesting! I would be dreaming off and getting caught in every new impulse and just run after it until another one caught my attention. I would be full of love and just let the wind take me with no structure and no sense of rationality. NOTE that this is not entirely a bad thing either.

Most people tend to use one side of the brain more than the other

You most likely already have an idea about which side of the brain you tend to use the most. I definitely do. Either way or whatever side you feel is stronger, we need both. BOTH. One of them is not better than the other. period.

But for some reason, we usually only use the left side for goal setting. Hmmm..

Goal Mapping activates both sides of the brain

Brian Mayne came up with a system that puts an end to this madness! It’s called Goal Mapping, and because it works really well for me, I decided to become a practitioner and am now certified to teach this to you. Pretty cool!

I am giving a free introduction to this on 9 January 10.00-11.00 and I will teach the entire system to you on 24 January 10.00-17.00. To sign up, please drop me an email.

October 11, 2015
by Kiri Weimann
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Is emotional hurt a green-card to setting aside compassion, respect and understanding?

On our journey through life, we are bound to run into situations that challenge us. If we didn’t encounter difficulties or tests, we would never grow in our understanding and we would never learn how to be a better version of ourselves.

One of the challenging situations that we are all facing at some point during our lives is the ending to a love-relationship of some sort. It might be a friendship or a romantic relationship, but in both cases we are losing, or rather changing, our connection to another soul or human being that we love very dearly.

It may feel like we are breaking, literally.

What I am contemplating at the moment is whether this feeling of being broken sort of gives us an excuse to say or do things that are hurtful to the other? Does it suddenly become okay and expectable that the one who did not end the relationship can do and say whatever he or she wants without considering the ‘evil other’s’ emotions?

I have been observing this phenomenon – not by intention, though. However, in my life and in lives around me people fall in and out of love all the time, they grow together and connect to each other until an unbalance may occur. If the unbalance continues, the relation breaks and the one left behind appears to, or is actually expected to be the one hurting the most.

Is this so? Could it be the case that the one causing the other person to hurt, is hurt by breaking the relation too? I know from my personal experience that often times it hurts more to break someone else’s heart than being the one left behind. And on top of that, it is more or less broadly accepted that the one being left behind can scream and shout and blame all it wants without consideration for the other person’s heart.

Thoughtful communication is a practice – so practice when the tides are low

In my opinion, acting with compassion, understanding and respect goes for any situation we encounter. We get to practice through our daily interactions in order to be able to also master this thoughtful way of communicating when it gets windy and tides get high. I am still practicing and am getting closer to mastering the skill of stepping back and choosing my response rather than just shouting my reaction out. It is a process and it needs attention.

I am currently reading this book, Anatomy of the Soul, where Caroline Myss draws out foundations from several different belief systems and finds similarities across them all. In the section about Honoring The Other (which is present in all belief systems) she writes something like this: “Life sometimes forces us to reconsider the pacts we conclude, hence  divorce or break-ups will happen in marriage or other relations. The divorce or break-up itself is not dishonoring, but the point is that we should be aware of the way we behave in the process of taking back a promise.”

So, are all these belief systems putting all the burden on the one breaking the connection too, or does it apply to both sides of the pie?

In my world, it applies equally. Taking the step and making the decision that what is going on is not soothing to any of the two souls, takes courage. However, making this decision doesn’t delete everything that happened previously in the relation and in most circumstances both parts have been equally managing and mismanaging the relation – otherwise the relation would not exist in the first place. Or persist as long as it did. Only in abusive relationships we find a ‘good’ and ‘evil’ constellation. In other cases, there is no such thing. It is all perception and perspective.

We can express emotion without blaming and dishonoring someone else

I had the need to write this, because at several occasions, I have experienced being told directly or indirectly to disregard my own feelings of hurt, because I was the one breaking a relation. I have also felt that only a few people would honor my feelings and respect that I had a need to release them and feel them too. If we hide our feelings whether they are widely accepted or not, they will stay in our system and create dis-comfort dis-ease at some point. But it is actually possible to express emotions without dishonoring somebody else or blaming somebody else for the pain we are feeling.

I know some people need a target to let out all the pain, but it may actually be enough to find a deserted place and shout your lungs out, or go to the gym and go crazy on the boxing ball. Once it is out of your system, you don’t have to look back to the emotion, because you might actually be able to see the situation from a different perspective and be grateful for what you DID experience with this person and what you learned from it.

August 11, 2015
by Kiri Weimann
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Memory Lane

I’ve been encouraged by a few wonderful ladies to tell a story about my past. I’ve been softly referring to it through the years as a tough time, a bump on the road and above all a life-changing experience that I wouldn’t wish to live without. This post is meant as inspiration more than anything. I am not trying to make you pity me or feel sorry for me or even show any special consideration for me. Because this part of my life is the reason that I am where I am today and without it, I wouldn’t have known all the things I know now about nutrition, my body, my mind, mind-body relations, yoga, life philosophy, personal development, stress, the nervous system and I could go on.

My life was by the book

For many people aged 26, including me at the time, success is getting a degree, a career, having a huge group of friends and enough money and freedom to do whatever comes to mind whenever it does. I was on a constant lookout for career enhancing projects, I was out every weekend until late night, I had fun. I recently graduated from Copenhagen Business School, had been 8 months in Vietnam volunteering with great success doing what I wanted to do in my coming career. It was all laid out for me. I hoped for a job in a big NGO doing communication management and I was trying SO HARD.

I basically never had a day off, not even a few hours. I was constantly on the move, in the gym, at a party, a networking event or running my butt off to earn while applying to jobs daily. I had no real idea about why I wanted the jobs I was applying to. I just wanted a job, because I had my degree and that was the next obvious step.

However, something else happened…..

The event that changed it all in a second

I was at my friend’s graduation party, drunk as usual getting my groove on on the dance floor. It was getting a bit wild and suddenly my friend ran straight into me from the front. I didn’t have time to react as I was falling straight backwards towards the stone floor. Everything turned dark, I couldn’t move. The next few hours are quite a blur, but I was told that my scull hit the floor three times in a row (if you have to do something, do it well). My friend had fallen onto me and hit my forehead with his. He was fine, though. Just a tiny swelling.

I was completely battered. I couldn’t even balance sitting up and before long I started throwing up violently. I wasn’t usually the type to get drunk to that stage and I was strangely aware the whole time. When we reached the emergency room I peed in my pants (oh great) on a chair even though I felt sort of clear-minded. The doctor called it a small concussion and sent me home to rest. No scan, no over-night observation. Just home.

Trial and Error

At the hospital, they had given me a flyer with basic advice telling me to rest and stay away from TV, music, radio and computers. Not much more than that. I was left to figure it out myself.

I don’t see any need to bore you with details about my constant dizziness, pain, headaches, tinnitus, tensions, worries etc. It was all there for a long time. However, since I am this fighter type of person I wouldn’t let a stupid concussion keep me away from the life I lived. I was stubborn and tried to convince myself that my symptoms weren’t that bad. I went to work after only two or three weeks and I remember looking across the restaurant I was working in, all the chairs and tables were moving around (even though the restaurant was empty), all noises were equally loud. It was hell. I ended up completely exhausted with a heavy migraine and there was no way I could get back there soon. I kept wishing it would be tomorrow that I woke up fresh and rested. It took many tomorrows before that happened.

For a few months, my life was based on trial and error. I was constantly searching for my limits and in my search, I kept running straight into them. I didn’t consider myself sick enough if I was only a little dizzy or if my tinnitus was driving me crazy all day. I thought it was possible to get by feeling that way if it allowed me to have just some sort of ‘life’.

Somewhere along the way, I realized something. I realized that in order to feel good, I had to stay below my limits. I had to get so much rest that I didn’t feel tired when I woke up. I had to eat well. For some reason pizza made me awfully tired – not just the day I was eating it, but also the day after. Walks in nature made me feel better. Easy yoga postures made my body forget the pain for a while. Lying on a nail mat before going to sleep and first thing in the morning helped me sleep and released tension in my upper back. Routine became my friend. Worries and angry thoughts made my head pound, positive thoughts and gratitude made the headaches release.

With all those wonderful new discoveries, I became a little reckless. The good days were like a sunbeam shining through after months of gray, heavy clouds. I felt so happy and forgot how bad I had felt until then. I wanted to do everything at once. Clean the house, wash my clothes and on my way down the stairs I would run into a wall and wake up with a migraine heavier that ever before. This only happened a few times. I learned. Trial and error. Starting over from scratch..

Change in priorities

I think the big turn-around for me happened when I realised that I don’t live for something in the future. I live right now – in this moment – and this. My life is about doing things I love now and not waiting for it to happen later. Later may never come. But how do you live like this when your energy level is low, you’re in pain constantly, you have limited contact to the world around you and most of the time just sit at home and stare at the same old furniture?

Well, I made a decision. I changed my focus. I changed my priorities.

During my tough years I lost a lot of friends. It hurt at the time. I felt so lonely and some people couldn’t even give me 15 minutes of their day to sit with me. Some openly broke our friendships off. Some of these were long-term friends – or that’s what I thought. Truth is, none of them were ever really my friends. They were friends with my exterior, my personality, my mask. They were friends with what I had, but not with who I am. That’s when I started changing my priorities and my view of life in many ways.

I came across several books and read them a few lines at the time with a folded peace of paper to help my eyes focus on the line I was reading. It took a long time to get through just one page – but I had all the time in the world. Slowly I could read more and more as my brain and eyes got better. I read ‘The Secret’ by Rhonda Byrne (easy one, cos the sentences are short and most of it is quotes), ‘4-hour Work Week’ by Timothy Ferris (very relevant when that was what I was facing), ‘Awakening The Giant Within’ by Anthony Robbins, ‘100 Dollar Startup’ by Chris Guillebeau and many other books..

I did all the exercises in the books. Challenged myself. One particular exercise is very clear in my mind still. The Secret is basically about the Law Of Attraction. We know this law from physics, for instance. The reason why some material seem hard and some things can’t really seem to shape up is the law of attraction. If there is not enough of the same matter in two different substances, they will not attract each other. Simple as that. Well this happens on a level most people are unaware of too.

The feelings and thoughts I am thinking are attracting similar feelings and thoughts. Have you ever had one of those days where everyone is in a bad mood? Or hopefully some of those days when everything is just wonderful – you are on a roll! Start with your own mind first. If you realise that you are attracting negative energy, change your mind. See what happens. I rarely have bad days anymore. It only happens to me when I am really tired and forget to be aware.

So, the exercise was very simple. This man explains how before he leaves one setting to enter another one, he imagines what he would like it to be like and how his mood will be. Or every time he leaves the house, he imagines that there is an empty parking space waiting for him the moment he arrives at his destination. It works. So what I did was this. One day I decided to look for happy people. I wanted to experience happiness everywhere – and it was so amazing! I couldn’t believe it! So great noticing only smiles. Only loving parents holding their child’s hand, happy old people shaking hands. Just awesome! I made this a habit. I started prioritising happiness above all (I know this pissed off some people in my inner circle, because I was going by ‘fake it ‘till you make it’, but in the end it worked).

Lessons to be learned

You know, one of the things that have become slightly harder after my concussion is to get an overview of thoughts and items – lessons learned.. So this part is actually a bit hard for me. I hope that I will be able to remember and prioritise the most significant ones.

  1. Don’t push it (an older post on the topic here)
  2. My body is damn clever
  3. Medicine is good business, not health care (an older post on the topic here)
  4. Patience is mindfulness
  5. There is always something positive to take away – always
  6. How I feel inside is what matters
  7. The brain runs on positive energy
  8. Sofas are devils in disguise
  9. Stay below your limit

I will elaborate on each lesson individually when I feel the urge coming. Please be patient and sign up for the feed to read it all. 🙂

How I got back on my feet

There was not one thing or person or treatment that made the difference in my case. There were many!

Change of Mindset

One thing was my mindset change. Without that change I would have kept pushing myself and forcing myself to get better and thereby kept myself from it. Sounds familiar?

This is probably one of the most difficult parts about the concussion. But once you’ve got it, once you’ve changed your mindset and feel alright about slowing down and prioritising your recovery, it will start to get better. It might not be fast, but it will be better. Wise people talk about it as going downstream. So imagine that you’re on a boat on a river. You know what is behind you, cos you have seen it and you feel comfortable with it. You want to go back to that and get more of it. But the current is strong. You start paddling harder and harder upstream, you feel exhausted. Once you let go of your battle and let the boat float downstream, you immediately feel relieved. You might be scared not knowing what might be out there, because the river is twisting and turning. You will know eventually and in my experience, the river will take you to a place so beautiful that you would have never imagined it.

My life did that and I now look back at my time further up the river and see why I needed to be there, but I have no urge to go back there again. My life now is so much more full of life and enjoyment and passion.

Movement

Another thing was moving my body. When you get a concussion you are told to go home and rest. Many people think that means lie in your sofa or bed and do nothing at all. Wrong. That will only make you feel worse. Getting rest might mean making sure that you sleep when you’re tired (even in the middle of the day and two hours after you get up in the morning). It means making sure that you are not exhausted. But when you’re not doing just that, move your body. Walk, stretch, change position, stand up for a while, water your plants. That’s how I did it. I used yoga a lot, walks, stretches and relaxations to limit exhaustion.

Treatments

Then there was treatments. I think it is very different which treatments help different people. In my case it was a combination of acupuncture and musculo-scheletal medicine that made the most impact on me.

My Chinese doctor, Hui Li Yiang, is nothing less that amazing. She worked on getting me into balance for about 2-3 years and dramatically improved my energy levels, my digestion, she almost got rid of my tinnitus and improved my mindset too. Her treatment is not just about placing the needles in the right spot. She works with elements, she releases tension while moving the needles in the body, the massages and she might use some herbs or other traditional Chinese methods to get the result. I have never met anyone like her. She taught me how I need to eat to keep my body in balance. She taught me about how much influence worry has on the body and how damaging it can be. She taught me that if I have a headache, I should massage my stomach, because it comes from there. Brilliant, nothing less!

My back-doctor, Stig Thomsen, who performs musculo-scheletal medicine is equally amazing. He made sure that my neck and back got into place by using my own muscular activity to release tension and guide the vertebrae into place. Without him, I don’t think I would have gotten rid of my migraine headaches.

Nutrition

When I realised that some of the food I was eating made me more tired, it was like an oracle opening for me. I might get a little too personal here, but I realised that farting is not something you are supposed to do. Seriously! Farting happens when you’ve eaten something that is being digested too slowly and hence creates gas. You are not supposed to fart. What an epiphani! After that came all the knowledge about brainfood. Different natural ingredients that make your brain work better and heal faster, like walnuts, blueberries, wheatgrass, different types of oil, fish oil, supplements, vitamin B12, etc. I am still learning on this field, but if you are not already a member of the facebook group: Whiplash, hjernerystelse og naturlige løsninger, do consult Charlotte Lillegaard Petersen who knows heeps!!!

Acceptance

The first pretty long while, I couldn’t accept that this has happened to me. I denied that it was serious and I kept thinking that tomorrow when I woke up, I would be totally fine and back to normal. But the day I accepted that what I needed was time and rest and self-love everything changed. I had good day again. Great days even. I felt cheerful in the morning, I enjoyed my life. I had realised that this was my life. That life is not only the times when everything is going according to the plan, but also times of hurt, sorrow, pain and illness. My yoga teacher recited one of my favorite quotes one day: “Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. Life is about learning to dance in the rain”. From that day on, this was what I did. I was learning to dance in the rain. And you know what? It has changed my life. It has changed all the situation that would have driven me insane before. It has made me so patient, and so grateful and understanding of myself and others.

Positive thinking

I remember one day I was lying on the floor with a massif headache. It was pounding and I remember than I had millions of worries and thoughts running through my mind. Recently, my Chinese doctor had told me about how worries impact the body and I tried my best to stop the worried thoughts. I started by thinking about a white wall. And then I tried to think about a place or situation that I would really enjoy. I thought about a tropical island, palm trees, I felt the sun on my skin, the wind in my hair, the cool water on my feet as I walked down the beach. Suddenly I realised that I was smiling and that my headache had gone.

That day I got interested in positive thinking and I started finding out more and more. I practised it like a religion. It made my brain recover faster and my headache didn’t come as often after that. Later on, I have learned why this is. Positive thoughts release seratonin which is a happy chemical that makes our body feel good. It also makes our brain function better and connects the brain cells. Makes sense if you want to restore something, right? When we think negative thoughts it releases another chemical, cortizone. In itself and for shorter periods of time, cortizone is not a problem, but if it stays in our bodies for more than a few minutes, it will turn into cortizol (stress hormon) and our body and brain will stop focusing on the vital processes like restoring our brain, digesting our food etc. This is no joke! It is science and it is damn clever.

Receiving help from others

I was stubborn and independent and I didn’t want to let anybody do my laundry or clean my floors, but at one point I gave up. I found out that it didn’t matter that my kitchen was a mess when I had guests, because they were glad to help me clean it. In particular when I told them how long it would take me to finish 2 plates, a pot and 3 glasses. It made me feel dizzy because I turned around myself to put the plates into the cabinet.

I let my mum clean my house, I let my sister do groceries for me, I let people cook, I invited people for self-service dinners, I let them help me carry my things and it helped me so much! I couldn’t have done it without help. So take off your independence hat.. It doesn’t serve you in this situation..

The little helpers

I had little helpers. I wouldn’t have been able to do this without my little helpers. Some smaller than others, but each a significant part of my recovery.

My earplugs for instance. Oh how I loved them! I bought the silicone ones from Matas (Danish shop) and divided them into two (even though the package says you can’t) because then I looked as if I wasn’t wearing them and I could be around people without getting tired as fast.

My sunglasses. The love of my life! Couldn’t have made it without them either. They dim the stimuli bombardment in the super market and just from walking down the street. I still put them on when I go for a movie (people have a lot of fun with that) and if I go outside on a bright day (most days).

My nailmat. If you haven’t tried one, do it! Sooner than later! I used the Swedish Nailmat which is by far the best one on the market. The nails are strong and find their way into all the little tensions. After 3 minutes of pain your body starts relaxing deeply into the nails – no pain – and you get to experience the deepest form of relaxation you can get. On top of that, the pointy nails release endorphins when touching the skin which relieves pain naturally. I used it to get relaxed before sleep and to release my back in the morning. 20 minutes each. Perfect too, if I had taken myself a little too far and felt my brain pumping. I would lie down and slowly find my balance again.

My notebook. Oh lord. My memory was like that of a goldfish for a long while. When I remembered where my notebook was and when I remembered to write things down, it was so useful. Anything, I would right it down in order to remember it. I have noticed now that most of what I have written down I am starting to remember anyway. But then I forget to use the notebook and if I look at it a few weeks later I realise that I forgot something important. Keep a list. It is worth it!

Thank you!

Thank you for reading through this and DO comment! I would love to hear your stories and know if you have other advice that I have left out.

If you want more insight and stories from everyday life, visit my co-concussion almost neighbour awesome blogger Charlotte’s blog: Shaken Not Disturbed. She’s pretty amazing.. 🙂

Hjernerystelsesforeningen (the Danish Concussion Association)

August 9, 2015
by Kiri Weimann
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Do you believe in ‘organic’?

I have spent the past month and a half in South East Asia. Every time I’m here I realise new aspects of life, I talk to people, I listen more than I talk, I take it in and ponder. I do my best not to judge or try to convince anyone that my perspective is more correct or not, because who am I to make such a distinction? It is all about what we have been exposed to, which glasses we view the world through, and how ready we are to face reality.

About a year ago, I made a conscious decision to eat real organic food in order to nourish my body and take as good care of it as I can while doing my part in supporting Mother Earth. I had been reading a lot about additives, artificial aroma substances and factory made foods. I was (and still am) puzzled by the fact that people spray poison on crops and eat them afterwards wondering how they got sick. I myself was not aware about what I was eating. I didn’t realise that the name of a product didn’t reflect the main ingredient, but that most products are based on water, starch and artificial aroma.

Watch this video of the Swedish author Mats-Eric Nielsson who wrote the book The Secret Chef about how the food industry is creating food-like products for us to eat. 

I am very grateful that i found out and that I can now be a conscious consumer and choose real food. I always look at the label on the back of products – if there are ingredients in the product that I don’t know what is, I don’t buy it. I simply leave it. If the vegetable or fruit I want does not come organic, I don’t buy it. I find something else to eat. It is a choice. I choose to be aware when I roam the super market. I used to to grab things and never read the ingredients. Never again…

Unconscious eating

The majority of people I know and have met in South East Asia eat more or less anything. It is very common to use factory made sauces, sweeteners, stock and tons of white refined sugar. In some countries it is even impossible to find a natural yoghurt without added sugar. My friend told me that when Nestlé made its entrance in the market (Malaysia), they made sure to add sugar to all their products – even milk (or, particularly milk). They were the only or biggest player in the market and they wanted to make people addicted to their products. At that time it was impossible to get unsweetened milk. Can you imagine that?

Even with the added sugar, the milk is promoted as a great source of nutrition and the banners promise that children’s brains will develop faster and they will become smarter by drinking it. They just forget to tell the parents that their kids will be overweight and addicted to sugar for life. But who cares, right? As long as there is profit and people don’t die immediately after eating it, there should be no way to link it all together. In my view it is a matter of taking advantage of people. They use people’s innocence and ignorance to drive consumption and take absolutely no responsibility at all.

So when people don’t think twice about the sweetened milk, why would they even consider that their bread is full of chemicals and air? Why would they worry about whether crops have been sprayed with pesticides and lived solely off fertilizers? Fortunately, critical consumers are blossoming everywhere and it will hopefully drive demand and empower small local farmers to keep producing organic crops. But there’s still a lot to be done. And a lot of it is in the mindset.

All that plastic

When you buy a smoothie in Vietnam it comes in a plastic cup with a plastic lid and wrapped in a plastic bag to hang on your bike. When you go to the market, you rarely see anyone carrying reusable bags to carry their crops, everything comes in separate plastic bags and if you’re lucky they even give you a big one to hold on to all the small ones. You can imagine how much plastic you bring home in one day, huh?

Even organic vegetables are wrapped in a plastic tray and covered with plastic foil. Same story in Denmark even. Why is that? To make you buy more lemons than you actually need? Ridiculous.

Consumerism has become so easy. Just use it and throw it out. No need to clean your table cloth or do dishes if the glasses are disposable, plates too, takeaway boxes, chopsticks and even the table cloth itself can be folded up and it all can go straight to the bin. So easy. But where does all this plastic come from, and where does it go afterwards? Are you sure you want to eat your dinner that was wrapped in petrol? Im not too sure myself..

Is organic a religion?

My teacher once told a story before the yoga class started. He was in New York with some friends. They were at the super market and naturally chose organic products and put them in their basket. When they were in line at the counter another customer looked at their basket and asked, ‘Do you really believe in ‘organic’?’. For some people (me for instance) that question is hilarious. How can you not believe in naturally grown vegetables, well treated animals and no pesticides?

I have met this skepticism several times in South East Asia and my mindset has been challenged in many ways. I have had to compromise quite a bit and close my eyes to what I was actually putting into my body. Talking to my friends and their families and friends, it naturally becomes a conversation topic because everything I bring home from the super market is labeled ORGANIC. In most cases (fortunately not all) they ask me why. Why would I pay three times the price for a carrot? Why would I spend so much on it? Some people even say that nobody died from eating conventional crops. Are you kidding me?

It seems that there is consensus about the fact that people who have cancer should eat organic vegetables, because they are good for the immune system and help beat the cancer cells. People generally agree that organic food is better than conventional food, but in my experience they would rather wait until conventional food gives them cancer than change their priorities and stay healthy in this moment. Lobbyists don’t make it any easier to get the message through either. They come up with scary stories about packaging companies spraying the organic crops before packing them. Some stories might be true, but there must be a bit of trust in the certified organic products, since they feed them to cancer patients ….. right?

Do you believe in organic? 

Personally, I believe that real organic food is the only way to a sustainable planet and sustainable health. There’s isn’t really an option for me to go back to eating conventionally grown vegetables and additives. Of course if there isn’t a choice of organic, I will have to eat something. So for me it isn’t religious or strict, really. It is just a continuos conscious choice that I make every time I eat and every time I shop for food. For me it is simply to raise my awareness.

If you still need to hear a bit more, this is one of the most interesting and alarming documentaries I have ever seen. Make sure to watch it. I have seen it on netflix. I don’t know if it is on any other platforms. GMO OMG is a fathers hunt to find out the truth about GMO’s for his children..

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