Maybe so- but either way, I still don't feel I'm strong enough. I'm not sure I'm ready. I feel negativity slowly creeping over me. I feel my creativity suffocating. I feel my self- consciousness doubling, trippling, quadrupaling, which you would think would be difficult to do when you've been plagued with self- consciousness your whole life.
Also, I'm getting lazy. My will and my determination are slowly subsiding. Slowly but oh- so- surely. I don't know what I'm doing again. I know where I want to be though- the East Bay. This truth has manifested itself over and over again.
I am sad here, and I see that it hurts people. I do not want to hurt people, but I also don't want to pretend like being here is inspiring me, like being here is allowing me to live up to my fullest potential, because it's not. I'm feeling lonely, afraid, isolated, and run- down. I'm feeling lethargic, out of order, out of discipline, and out of reason.
I hope I'm not depressing you all, because I'm actually fine. I know this sounds crazy, but, no matter what, I'm always fine. Especially now with Vipassana, I'm even more always fine. I just have no problem expressing myself, and this is how I feel in this moment. 5 moments from now is something different.
I was talking to a friend today, and I mentioned how I missed the dhamma-ness of the West Coast. He asked what I meant by Dhamma, and I told him that by Dhamma I mean the Universal Law of Nature, and by Dhamma-ness, I mean those actively seeking peace and harmony in their lives, and in the lives of others. Those actively seeking and working on being of service and of love.
I'd really like to get into yoga. I took my first couple of yoga classes at Power Yoga in LA and it was really fantastic, I took to it very well, but that was the end of that. I don't remember how to do anything anymore, but I miss it. I am in such a dis-connect with my body. My body, my body. Oh how much trouble my body causes me. I often do not allow myself to pursue what I truly want, and most of the time, it has to do with my relationship with my body. Maybe more on this another time.
The Nutritional Evaluations at the office have been going very well. I've seen lots of patients so far (well, lots compared to the not- so- many that I've seen before). They seem to really like me, and they are all very open with me, engaging with me and letting me into their personal business. In fact, I even have some clients coming back to see me and talk with me some more.I feel good about this, because I know that I am making a difference, a positive difference in someone's life. With my influence, others may be able to accomplish what they've always wanted. All very exciting stuff.
It's not that I don't want to be doing this, I do, it's great practice, but I just don't want to be doing it HERE. I want to leave. Why haven't I left then yet? Well, I need enough money before I get to SF to be able to support myself for a little while. I would also like to find a job first before I get there, that way i'll already be set up with some cash- flow.
This weekend was pretty great. Well, great and not- great all at the same time (shocker...)
SAT- Was my first real day back into the big bad city. I think that in order to accurately describe how that went, I'll share some passages from my journal:
" March 14th 2009- SATURDAY- 10:07 pm
WOW- intense. I'm doing better than I thought I would be. It's really intense for me though- so many people, the aggression, the dis-association, the un-naturality of it all.

I went into Whole Foods -Union Square, and I remember I used to LOVE it there.
Today when I went in, I felt sensations of like, a panic attack type thing.
Anxiety, overwhelmingness.
I obviously didn't have a panic attack because i've been meditating for too long to let such extreme negative emotion take over without any such awareness, but it was TOTALLY still there.
Besides for there being so many people and the aggression and dis-association from nature,
What really got to me was how much I didn't like it.
I USED TO CALL THIS HOME!
I used to wake up every single day looking forward to this,
And now, I simply don't like it anymore.
That's sad! Really sad to me.
I used to LOVE this, and now I see that this side of me has clearly moved on.
It's not like I didn't know I was different now,
It's really just that today I was actually faced,
full on
with the truth.
I used to play this part beautifully well and true.
TO A TEE!
I spoke the part, I felt the part, I dressed the part,
It was exactly as it should have been,
All in the city flux, all in the city flow.
The assimilation place was my perfect hiding spot.
No one could find me, not even myself.
I was tucked away, I could not see or feel, I was safe.
No one had to know! NO one had to realize!
This part of me has passed.
I can no longer hide.
The truth has been exposed.
The channels have opened.
The countdown has begun.
Ignorance has been removed from the deck of choosing cards.
I am faced with extreme isolation, in a city of 8 million inhabitants.
I walk into Starbucks and the first thing I see on the screen is
"I left my heart in San Francisco".
I feel stalked.
Stalked by the Universe, every day. "
So, I see you've all met my intense side. Pleasure is all mine. haha.
On that same Satur-day, I got to hang out with a beautiful dear friend of mine Holly. It was so nice, we ate at Pure Food and Wine , we both got Taco Salad's. It was OK, nothing to rave about. The " I Am Festive" at Cafe Gratitude is half the price, and double in taste. We talked and talked and talked, until it got really late. I crashed on my oldest brothers couch that night, and then played with and semi- babysat my nieces the whole morning after.
That was quite a treat. They are very silly, smart, beautiful little girls. I got to spend a little time with my brother that morning as well, which was nice because frankly, I have no idea who he is, but i'd really like to. He's 15-16 years older then me, and was never there for me or around while I was growing up, so he really has no idea who I am either.
In case you were wondering- I have two older brothers, I'm the youngest girl in a strict, strict russian immigrant family, and I'm the only girl in my family. Oh, and, as you may have guessed, I'm totally different than the rest of my family; that alone being a recipe for extreme physical and mental anguish, not including the OTHER older brother who, to put it mildly, I have dis- owned from myself a long time ago. I've semi- forgiven him from all the torture he put me through, and even if I ever do fully liberate myself from all that, I don't see myself ever viewing him as a part of my family. I'm not really sure HOW he COULD have any relation to me, at all. More than that though, I'm just not sure how, someone who is supposed to be related to me, someone who is supposed to be my brother, could get such satisfaction out of making it his life's purpose to torture the little girl that only wanted to love him, and be his friend.

Who knows. Obviously, I chose all of this before I got here, so I am grateful for all the lessons.
Anyways, getting past screwed up familiar issues- let's get onto later on sunday.
My Oldest brother treated me to some food from the City Bakery- I got some collard greens, some broccoli, some pumpkin type thing, and a vegan cookie :) It was all really delicious. Thank you brother :).
I took a train back to the Island, and after a couple of hours, I had lunch with an old friend.
What may have seemed like a simple lunch was really something so much more, so much so that I couldn't explain it, and neither could he, but I felt some shift at that engagement. This friend is one of my lifelong loves, and by that, I realize that I can only mean one thing, probably someone that I've been with for so many lifetimes upon lifetimes. That's the only plausible reason for such intensity with a person. The intensity was there, literally from the moment we met, when I was 13.
So we're sitting having lunch at this place, and it was incredible. I felt like I was existing in a different world. It was as if time had stopped altogether, and all that existed in that moment was me, and him at the other end of the table. Amazing. We'd both changed so much, and hadn't hung out for maybe 3-4 years. Obviously, the Universe had brought us back into contact with one another at that time for some specific reason or reasons or another.
Why? Pick a category. Friendship, love, support, connection, all of the above. Whatever it was, it's always all in Divine Timing.
Everything is.
I have to get to meditate and bed now, then wake up early for a full day of patients and nutrition!
Next blog, I will talk about this exciting herb seminar I am going to on April 26th.
All is love. <3
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