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ashleyjude

Just a rock and roll soul spreading the Good Vibes gospel

Vitamin D

The sunshine drug! I love this piece on Vitamin D – a simple and often overlooked preventative solution to avoid many ailments both body and mind. Check out the article here:

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Wanting vs. Deserving

I just saw a quote that really¬†resonated with me. “Sometimes I focus so hard on what I want, I lose sight of what I deserve.”¬†Wanting is human nature,¬†but it’s not often for the greater¬†good of our¬†mental and physical health.¬†The thrill of the chase, junk food cravings, retail therapy. All things we want but do not deserve.¬†This can go both ways. For instance, if we sat on our lazy asses all week and didn’t exercise at all, and then¬†we want that chocolate bar¬†on Friday night¬†– this is wanting something we do not deserve.¬† On the flip side, knowingly being 2nd choice to that guy you’re infatuated with¬†but who refuses to make you a priority.¬†That is wanting something, knowing you deserve better. Why do we put our wants ahead of our needs? It gets so convoluted and unclear in the moment that we actually cannot tell them apart. Sometimes we want something so bad it feels like we absolutely need it, can’t live without it. When in fact, we’d be 100% BETTER OFF without it. It’s so easy to tell our friends they deserve better when they’re mistreated by lovers, bosses, other friends, etc., but it’s so¬†rare that we take our own advice. It’s easier said that done, of course, and even though I’m writing this right now, I can almost guarantee I won’t take my own advice next time the temptation is in front of me. Of course we are allowed pleasures in life, we don’t have to live this black and white existence of never indulging in anything ever, but I think it’s a good exercise when you want or crave something to ask yourself – why do I want this? Will this make my life better? It comes down to instant gratification, I guess. It tastes good in the moment, so we eat it even though we know how bad it is¬†for our bodies.¬†It feels good in the moment, so we put our¬†needs¬†aside to be the girl on the back burner for some guy. I don’t know what the solution is, or if there even is one. I guess it’s just good to assess these things as they happen and do our best not to sell ourselves short. We are strong, beautiful goddesses! We need to treat ourselves right.

Ego + Pain

The human ego deals with pain in such an unproductive way. The ego wants to wallow. We all need to grieve our losses of course, but in times of hardship it’s never more important to remember – your ego is not you. The more unattached from it you become, the more at peace you will be, regardless of the situation you find yourself in. The pain won’t stop hurting… we’re still human. But I guarantee you’ll be able to navigate through it easier if you do not let your ego control you.

Sometimes when you don’t fit into someone’s exact perception of¬†who you should be, they react badly. The ego cannot stand being wrong or disobeyed, so when things don’t go exactly according to plan, the beast gets disturbed. Left unquestioned, untested, it could lay in a peaceful slumber for years. As soon as someone or something comes along to ripple the water, it twitches, opens one eye to assess the threat. If the threat is perceived as great enough, the beast rises from it’s sleep to defend. It will do whatever it takes to bring down the threat, even if the so-called threat isn’t a threat at all, but just another life form doing their best to get through a painful situation.

People deal with pain differently. And that’s okay. Disassociation makes things easier. Disassociate from each other, and from the egoic part of the mind that cares what people think. Attachment to a reputation will get you nowhere. A bruised ego falling to the ground must grab onto anything it can, ripping out the roots of plants while it falls. Slandering names to ensure they have company down there, so low. Because after all, misery loves company.

If you can manage not to take things personally, especially when dealing with people whose beast has been disturbed, you can escape the situation unscathed. Don’t stoop to their level. If you respond to these people with compassion and keep your own ego in check, you cannot be harmed.

Belonging.

An imposter in my own hometown. Have I changed, or is it just my perspective? Alienated and alone; I don’t belong here.¬†

Everyone wants to belong. Belong somewhere? To someone? Our belongings are our possessions. So we want to be possessed? By a place? A person? Sounds like hell, some sort of exorcist movie. To belong in a group is to conform. So if you belong; you conform?

But people don’t yearn to conform. They yearn to BELONG. I know the English language is weird, but these definitions don’t add up. We all say we want to stand out, can we stand out and “belong” at the same time? What takes more courage?

I spoke to a friend not long ago – The beautiful, smart, unique person she is was struggling. She said she felt like she didn’t belong anywhere.¬†It’s a lonely feeling, no doubt. But maybe it’s a good thing? When we’re left to our own devices, we have no choice but to get in touch with the person we truly are. Our true Being, unaffected by others’ energy and opinions will start to shine through.

Belonging implies that you’re smack dab in the middle of your comfort zone; and if I’ve learned anything so far in life, it’s that nothing incredible is accomplished there.¬†So the next time you feel like you don’t belong, just embrace it. Something amazing is likely right around the corner, and if you never leave that cozy¬†place where you¬†“belong”, you’ll never find it.

The Revival Festival Manifesto

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Raid rant.

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90 people arrested in connection with Toronto pot dispensary raids

I try not to make a habit of getting too politically charged online, but this is a subject that gets me a little fired up. As a user of medical marijuana, I’ve witnessed first hand the benefits it can have. When I shattered my heel and had a massive prescription for Percocet and all the T3’s to last me a lifetime… I started to feel the effects of excessive prescription drug use. My stomach was completely fucked, I felt woozy and dulled down. I won’t lie – I took every single one of those Percocets because the pain was horrendous at first, but as soon as they ran out and all I had was T3s… weed saved my life. The painkilling properties alone were more effective for me than T3s, plus it didn’t make my stomach feel like shit. On the contrary actually. I won’t go too far into my reasons for loving weed. There’s enough documentation on the benefits. Of course if you take too much, don’t know your limits and are reckless there are some potential dangers… as with anything else… but the worst thing I can imagine in relation to weed is eating too many edibles and curling up into the fetal position in bed thinking the room is spinning¬† (Which I’m pretty sure happens on another very legal substance too…) The second worse thing that can happen is that you might feel disgusted with yourself for eating an entire box of Oreos.

I’d love for everyone to take a few minutes to watch the link above. It’s a press release from the Chief of Toronto Police yesterday speaking about the mass arrests connected to Toronto pot dispensaries just a couple days ago. Around 6:10 an inspector is speaking about the justifications behind these charges – note where he talks about the community complaints. He says petitions have been filed, supported by around 50, 60, 70 people. In the entire city of Toronto, 70 people complain about “health concerns” and 90 people get arrested? Can someone please explain that to me? When asked to clarify these so-called health concerns, the answers are robotic and senseless. I understand the concern about the lack of standardization, but it’s true that health approved licensees DO list the quantities of THC and even the ones who are not officially licensed, when asked, would VERY likely be able to tell you. There’s no limit on what you can buy at the liquor store – if you wanted you could go in there, buy 12 bottles of whiskey and drink it all to yourself and die in your sleep. Even if you ate 12 pot brownies you wouldn’t die. You may feel like you’re dying for a few hours but you’d pull through and probably be just a bit more careful next time.

When the floor opens for questions around 16:00 or so – the issue of number of complaints versus number of people benefitting from medical marijuana is brought up and it gets absolutely zero response or recognition from the Chief. Actually – at around 18:33, two people get kicked out for asking very legitimate questions that he had only been offering the flimsiest fucking answers to. I had to turn it off at that point for fear of throwing my computer out the window in frustration.

They asked this question and I will too – where do you think people will go to buy weed if they can’t get it from their dispensary? The government LP’s with the regulated “quality” being absolute shit? No – they’re going back to their friendly neighborhood drug dealer… just like before.

Moving backwards. Neato.

Shall we take a Stroll, my love?

Shall we take a stroll, my love. Through the garden and down to the ocean’s wall.

Let’s escape civilization even if only for a moment.

Close your eyes and smell the fresh rain, listen to the sound of birds flying above.

It’s an urban refuge down here.

Take it all in. Meditation is easier said than done, but it’s easier here than anywhere else.

As a thought enters your mind, don’t give it any merit. Just let it slide off like a dewdrop on a morning flower.

Take this stroll at least once daily. More if you can manage.

Nature has a way of curing even the most troubled minds.

Stroll away. Stroll home. Repeat.

Daily Prompt – Stroll

A Lonely Sailboat

Photo Challenge – Landscape

An old favourite photo of mine, a sailboat captured from Wreck Beach around sunset.

To me, it says solitude.

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Icebergs

Daily Prompt: 1 word – Faraway

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In a world where technology reigns supreme, why is it so hard to connect? In a literal sense, the ease of connecting is as simple as plugging something in; but the closer we get to technology, the farther away we get from personal connection.

They want us to think we’re more connected now, with social media making it easier to stay in touch and share moments. While that might be true, how high is the quality of these connections? For me, it comes down to the principle of quality over quantity. 50 Facebook “likes” a day versus 1 long, rambling conversation in person? I’d take the latter, any day.

I’ve never felt so faraway from human connection as I do right now – this April 6, 2016. I feel like everyone in the whole world is on their own little iceberg out in the middle of the universe’s ocean and we’re all drifting farther and farther apart every day. We’re being tricked into believing we’re more connected than ever, when really we’re slowly alienating ourselves and our loved ones in favor of a screen.

I can’t count the times I’ve been in social situations where people are just sitting, staring and clicking away at their phones instead of exchanging in a real life conversation. I just can’t get my head around it. The person you’re texting, wouldn’t you rather be able to talk to them in person? So, why not talk to the person you’re actually with? Or is someone you’ve never met’s Instagram account more interesting that the real life human sitting next to you, vying for your attention?

I feel like an old lady. Or maybe I’m just out of touch with the times. Almost 28 is still pretty young, but I’m old enough and wise enough to know what’s really fulfilling in this life; and it’s those real, human interactions – intriguing conversation, genuine laughs, hearing someone’s story, getting a glimpse into lives and worlds different to your own – that really make this life worth living.

So, maybe just take a day sometime (a weekend, if you can…) and be as Faraway from the internet as possible. Go outside. Enjoy the company of all of those interesting people around you – human beings and the world around us are quite astonishing if you can just pay any attention at all.

Faraway

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