Tuesday, April 28, 2009

important life skills

last night, i attended a free women's self-defense class with a few of my girls and my mom.  overall there were many good tips on attacking men and tips on avoiding the situation, but my favorite part was the drills that we got to practice on the men who volunteered to teach the class.  poor guys.  it felt great to be able to take a 250 lb man to the ground, but also scary to think that i may have to use this someday.  our instructor told us that 1 in 3 women is attacked during their lifetime.  

our instructor also made another valid point:  that this is one of the most important things you can do for yourself. many women carry mace or a taser, but don't know how to use these properly, especially when their adrenaline is through the roof. there is a high possibility that these weapons would actually be used against the women as they fumble around trying to figure out the mechanics of them.  so, while carrying a taser may seem sensible to avoid an attack, the fact is that same taser may actually be used against you.  scary.  

on my way to teach class this morning, i passed the latest "student-designed bulletin board" in my office building.  how ironic that the board's latest topic is a hypothetical program called "all around woman" designed for the boys and girls club.  here is a summary of the program, taken directly from the bulletin board:

"this program has been designed to target different aspects of a girls life that are helpful to know while growing up and becoming a more independent woman.  the different sections of our program include:  sewing, cooking, nutrition, hair & makeup, body image, laundry, and ironing." 

yes, sewing is a VERY important life skill.  personally, i attribute my high level of independence to my knowledge of sewing.  are you kidding me?  the only valid program highlights i see in that last sentence are nutrition and body image.  where is women's self defense?  here are some interesting statistics:

In 2005, 1,181 women were murdered by an intimate partner.  That's an average of three women every day.  Of all the women murdered in the U.S., about one-third were killed by an intimate partner.

17.6 % of women in the United States have survived a completed or attempted rape.

Every two minutes, somewhere in America, someone is sexually assaulted.

More than half of all rapes of women occur before age 18.

Almost two-thirds of all rapes are committed by someone who is known to the victim. 

Somewhere in America a woman is battered, usually by her intimate partner, every 15 seconds. 

More than one million women are stalked annually in the United States.

Of female murder victims in 2005, 33.4% were killed by their husbands or boyfriends. In contrast, 2.4% of the male victims were murdered by their wives or girlfriends.

yes, it does appear that sewing is an important life skill to learn about while preparing to become a woman.  aaaaahhhhhhh!  if i ever decide to raise a child, and if one or more of them are girls, i do solemnly swear to get them some kind of self-defense training.  THAT, my friends, is one of the greatest gifts i will give my children.  screw the nice car or the latest mp3 trend, the ability to save your own life outweighs all this stuff.  a few months ago i blogged about jodi sanderholm, a former co-worker and friend who was raped and murdered.  she is gone now, and the car she drove or the possessions she had are no longer of importance.  

please, if you are a woman i urge you to take this seriously.  get educated on the facts.  prepare yourself for an assault before it is too late.

listen to:  Fever Fever by Melody Club..."she's in your mind and you are blinded and she put a spell on you"

Monday, April 20, 2009

daily commitments

"some people seem to have such a passion for righteousness that they have no room left for compassion to those who have failed" ~ Charles Allen

yesterday was a rather dark and twisty day.  i actually considered becoming a hermit on some deserted island and spending the rest of my days creating seashell art to sell on ebay in a strategic effort to avoid people.  when you open up your heart to let people in, there is a certain risk of heartache involved...a risk i am far too familiar with.  yesterday, something terrible happened to a loved one of mine.  i have the tendency to get extremely upset when those i love are deliberately hurt (who doesn't).  so while nothing happened that directly affected me, i still found myself completely devastated that people can be so heartless to one another.  as an idealist, there is the naive part of me that never quite understands this dark side of human nature.  i will never comprehend how so many people can be thirsty for fame, fortune and possessions rather than righteousness....how so many people are driven by ego rather than love.  

so today, i am reaffirming my daily choices about my life.  these commitments remind me to refocus my negative energy into something more humane...to keep faith in myself when i lose faith in others.  

i choose kindness.  even to the unkind, for they are afraid.

i choose goodness.  i will go without a dollar before i take a dishonest one.

i choose humility.  i will be the first to admit my mistakes.

i choose modesty.  i will be overlooked before i will boast.

i choose peace.  i will forgive so that i may live.

i choose faithfulness.  my friends and family will never question my devotion.

i choose loyalty.  i will keep my word.

i choose love.  no occasion justifies hatred, no injustice warrants bitterness.

listen to:  Live High by Jason Mraz..."are we all here standing naked taking guesses at the actual date and time?"

Thursday, April 16, 2009

me, lately

according to wikipedia:

Puppy love or a crush is an informal term for feelings of love, particularly between young people during adolescence (or in this case, a 25 year old who at times acts like an adolescent), so-called for its resemblance to the adoring, worshipful affection that may be felt by a puppy. The term is often used in a derogatory fashion, describing emotions which are shallow and transient in comparison to other forms of love such as romantic love.  i completely disagree.

The term (also commonly described as a "crush") can also be used to describe the fondness of a child for an adult. For example, a student's being attracted to his or her teacher could be considered puppy love.  hmmm....i really hope none of my students have puppy love for me.  awkward.  

The term "puppy love" may meet with resistance from the people whose affections it is used to describe. The term is commonly perceived to be patronizing and belittling of genuine emotion. Use of this term might also be seen as an invalidation of the person's feelings.

belittling of genuine emotion?  fascinating.  again, i disagree.  perhaps timidity and fear (think "head in the clouds"), but not belittling.  although they are pretty rare (i have high standards....blame my daddy and older brother for that one), i love having crushes.  almost to the extent of not pursuing my love interest because i love the excitement of "crushing".  yay.

listen to:  Cannonball by Vienna Teng..."it's not hard to fall, when you float like a cannonball"

time for change

last night, i decided to give my blog a new image.  perhaps this will inspire me to give it a little more attention...my blog, that is.  i felt as though i needed something lighter....something that will reflect my days in this wonderful world more.  i've been told that i am a pretty weird person.  i get a kick out of some of the most random things, like sitting in my bathroom sink to floss my teeth, naming my body parts after clothing designers, creating my own language, putting loose change in parking meters even when no one is parked there (i love the noise it makes), etc.  

i hate polka dots.  hate them.  i don't hate many things but polka dots would have to be in the top five along with birds, millennium kids, black olives (taste like blood), and constipation.

i love cheesecake.  who doesn't?  the irony in this is that i am a vegan.  my theory is that you should eat to live, not live to eat...but then there is the glorious taste of cheesecake.  Ah.

love and hate.  two of the most basic human emotions.  i am not ashamed to say i am a very emotional person.  that is part of the beauty in being a woman.  sure, we have days when we are less than desirable to be around (more simply called pms), but we also have moments of incredible grace.  we have relationships with each other that can withstand any test of adversity.  we are nurturing and can heal a wound with a kiss or a broken heart with a bottle of wine and some company.  we cry when we are devastated or when we are overjoyed with happiness.  if you were to ask me what my favorite role is, it would simple be that i am a woman. 

this blog is quite simple.  it's about random thoughts i have throughout my day.  more importantly though, it's about human emotion from the perspective of a lover, an artist, an idealist, a fighter, a survivor, and most importantly....a woman.

listen to:  Lift Me Up by Kate Voegele..."everything worth having, oh, comes with trials worth withstanding"

Monday, April 6, 2009

thoughts on the respiratory system

i've been on quite the yoga kick lately.  from intense bikram yoga weekend sessions in kansas city to teaching four classes of yoga/mat pilates to my classes at the university, i've really been exploring the concept of connecting with your breath during physical activity.  this takes practice, synchronizing your breath with every move you do, but comes naturally to me as a dancer.  in dance, breath is used to activate your core and emphasize movement (i.e. contractions).  there are entire studies of dance based on breath.  in bikram yoga, you use your breath to energize from within and relax your body so that the heat (~112 degrees) doesn't get to you...mind over matter, friends.  in most forms of yoga, you use your breath to find stillness inside yourself and relax during savasana (dead body pose).  

this evening, i took a yoga class with two of my fabulous girlfriends, and spent my post-workout relaxation (or as i call it, the dessert of yoga) using my breath to guide me through
a profound meditation.  the deeper i got, the more i thought about the significance that breath has on us.  two nights ago, my niece and i were indulging in a ducktales marathon (please tell me you remember that cartoon) and she conked out in my arms.  there is nothing in the whole world more relaxing than feeling the breath of a little angel as she sleeps.  this is my happy place.  anytime i am freaking out about life, i mentally take myself somewhere where my little duchess is sleeping and my heartbeat magically slows down.  i think about some of the moments in which i have been totally, one-hundred percent peaceful:  in the arms of a special someone, just feeling each other's breath; laying on the beach in hawaii, listening to the waves and inhaling the scent of the ocean; dancing alone in a dark studio, my breath guiding me to movement that expresses my soul.

life is so beautiful if you just remember to breathe deeply, often.

listen to:  Accidental Babies by Damien Rice..."and is he dark enough, enough to see your light?"