Your Size

By S.D. Craig

Size matters. That’s what they tell me. Only a lot of the time, they’re simply not referring to a man’s pride and joy.

As I once again tuned in to my taped version of a Dr. Phil episode, I hear the man himself introduce a slender, pretty young woman who despises fat people. I shake my head, my husband shakes his. And we sit and listen to her opinion on why fat people are fat, stay fat and infringe on her space.

Next, Dr. Phil has her wear a 300 lb. suit for the day and they put fake implants put in her cheeks (yes, both sets). Just for the day, I said. Just to see how the other half feels and what they continually go through on a daily basis. Funny, but it isn’t that funny to me. You see, in order to understand how being fat really is, you must live it.

This young woman just didn’t get it.

In her eyes, her mind, those of us that are heavy can change our lives if we want to. Some people cannot. There are a myriad of reasons for overweight statistics in America. Some are guilty of overeating, not exercising, indulging themselves in their passion (mine is chocolate). Others have health problems, family heredity, or issues, as Dr. Phil calls them.

She abhors people larger than her taking up room in her movie theatre seat, her airplane seat, her bus seat. She thinks they’re disgusting, arrogant and selfish.

You know what I think? I think, no, I know, that she’s never even taken the time to get to know a person whom she’d call fat. Underneath everyone’s size, color of skin, or disabilities happens to be a real person. Someone special she’s just missed knowing because she can’t see past her own nose in the air.

Now, to me, a curvy woman myself, that’s what arrogance really is.

Size does matter. It’s all about heart.

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Fifty and Energized

By S.D. Craig

Okay, okay, so those of you who know me know I won’t be fifty until September. All right, a little white lie, then. And those of you who know me also realize I’m on the backside of a foot surgery last March. And where to begin again?

The last time I started a new exercise regime was when I began walking on October 17, 1993. I’ll always remember the date, because it’s one of the first things in my adult life I remember being so proud of.

For all those years until I broke my foot, I walked at least four to five days a week for my health. That first three months, I dropped five clothes sizes, though when I began my walking program, I could barely go for twenty minutes, my thighs rubbed together so much. And it was painful. Remember Desenex, the baby rash medicine? I had to apply it between my legs every day for the rash. But it got better with each day and within a month, I no longer had that trouble.

The eating part, well, that I’ve never got the grip on in the past few decades. I love to eat. There need be no reason — I just plain old enjoy food. In spite of that, I am a picky eater. I have always known to get in control of my eating, I’d have to be in control of my life. So I kept real control of the exercise program. At least that was 50% of the battle, right?

Now that I’m into my second week of rebuilding the exercise plan, which has expanded to include yoga (I wish I’d started that earlier) and biking, I admit it was scary starting over. Before, I had only one thing I couldn’t do well. Diet. Eat right. Oh, I could eat all right, but it wasn’t the healthiest thing I ever did. Carbohydrates and chocolate, or sweets, were (notice I said, “were”) my downfall.

A few weeks ago, Dr. Phil (of Oprah fame) and my eldest daughter inspired me to get control of my own life. My, how that message energized me. It also made me cry. Made me contemplate like I hadn’t in years. What did I want for my body image, my health, my future, and myself?

I wrote down the 5-Step plan from Dr. Phil’s book and posted it on the fridge. We made goals together, my daughter and I. We shed tears together, also. Then we got busy. We exercise at least five times a week (once on the weekends so we have one weekday off), we got rid of all the bad foods in our pantry, we cook and now we are learning eat right.

Every person who has been overweight knows what to eat to eat right. We’re experts at it. We’ve done it over and over. Shed that same twenty pounds a hundred times, haven’t we? Find a store that intrigues you, and shop there. For San Diegans, it would be Henry’s Market or Trader Joe’s.

A nice neighbor of mine often asks me every time he sees me out exercising, “Where do you find the energy?” or “How do you do it?” You know what the secret is? At this age, I have to generate the energy from within. I have to make it, homemade. Myself. In my twenties and thirties, I had energy to spare. I went non-stop, working, raised two girls and danced all night at the local country bar. I took clogging lessons one night a week. I was a ball of fire. I rarely let food be my guide in those days as to when I’d have some fun. I have always thought the proverb, “Eat to live, not live to eat” made sense, though I’d never been able to apply it long-term.

Now, I look for utensils to light the fire, whether it be inspiration of a journal (mine or someone else’s), my daughter, my husband, my vision of myself in the future, a day’s walk after a rain, the sunshine, the flowers I can smell.

I manufacture energy. All by myself.

So the next time that neighbor asks me, I’m going to tell him. He looks like he might want the answer. And now, I’m willing to give it.

I feel in control for the first time in years. Energy is the result of that, of forcing one foot in front of the other when I’m tired, of making myself do something good for me. I don’t usually want to, but I do it anyway. And therein lies the key, making energy of my own gives me more energy.

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

The ABC’s of Dream Recall

By Lauri Jean Crowe

When we awaken, often the dream sequence which moments before in our sleeping state seemed vivid and real will disappear to be only fragments of imagery. In seeking to recall them we rely heavily on memory and free association. One method which has been beneficial to me, as well as to other dream journalists, is an approach put forth by Robert L. Van De Castle, Ph.D. in his 1994 Ballantine Books release of “Our Dreaming Mind.”

Upon first awakening, keep your eyes closed for a few moments while lying still and trying to recall the last images which may have been present as you approached everyday waking consciousness. When you are able to recall a specific image, go through the following sequence, known as the DCBA – ABCD method:

“(D): try to reconnect it with whatever event or activity preceded it,(C) and what preceded that, (B) and what preceded that, (A) tracing it as far back as you are able.”

Recreating these dream sequences in an order beginning with the most recent and stretching your memory to the first image helps you to string together the events. Once you have done this, with your eyes still closed, open and record (preferably in a specific dream journal you keep by the bed) the dream in reverse order (A,B,C,D). Write non-stop describing the dream as fully and in as much detail as you can, but do not go back and correct or scratch out anything you’ve written. The way in which you first remember your dreams and jot them down may hold a certain meaning for you, than a more polished rendition would not later reveal.

If you are more inclined to be vocal, an alternative could be to utilize a tape recorder for the DCBA portion of Van De Castle’s approach, and then write the ABCD order down based on that recording. Others who are inclined toward visual representations may find it more useful to draw or paint the DCBA sequence and then write the ABCD journal entry or vice verse. This is just one approach to reinforcing dream recall, which has many possibilities that can be implemented depending on individual inclination.

Keeping a dream journal on a daily basis, and getting into the practice of the DCBA – ABCD approach will help assist you if you’re having difficulty recalling your dreams. It will also give them some structure, without losing the often chaotic images which make up the dream.

Lauri Jean Crowe is a freelance writer known for such diverse topics as dreams, sexuality, gardening, health and parenting. She is a freelance writer, artist and designer living in Michigan, USA.

Sigmund Freud – The Interpretation of Dreams

By Lauri Jean Crowe

In order to do an adequate study of the dreaming process, we must discuss those people who have been influential in dream science throughout the ages and into the modern day.

A predominant figure in the history of dreams is Sigmund Freud, the renowned psychologist who, although not originating the concept of dream interpretation, was integral in developing some methodologies of utilizing the dream as a means of deciphering the psyche of the dreamer – particularly in uncovering and analyzing the dreamer’s psychological problems.

Freud’s dream book deals with the intersection of fantasy and reality. In his view, the purpose of dreams was to allow the individual to experience those instinctual urges which society deems unacceptable. As Freud was a product of the Victorian age, much of his dreamwork focused on the symbolism of dreams as projections of feelings of sexual frustration and guilt, and he was often dubbed “the Vienesse Sexologist.” Freud felt that the dreaming mind transforms and censors dream content so as to disguise its true meaning and therefore the fantasies created in dream will not evoke the strong emotional response in the dreamer that would typically cause the individual to wake. As such, Freudian dreamwork is about uncovering and discerning the meaning behind the dream, to penetrate the disguise and interpret the true dream behind the fantasy.

The important work Sigmund Freud: The Interpretation of Dreams is still argued by modern day researchers as a viable tool for studying the dream process. In it, he describes five distinct processes which are brought into play during dreamwork:

Displacement: This is where the dreamer represses an urge, and then redirects that urge to another person or object. If the individual were to engage in the literal dream of killing their mother-in-law (a repressed urge), the strong emotions evoked in the dream would awaken the dreamer. Instead of killing the mother-in-law, in displacement the dreamer might instead have the fantasy within the dream of the mother-in-law being crushed in a car accident.

Condensation: This is the process whereby the dreamer disguises a particular urge, emotion or thought by condensing, or contracting, it into a brief dream image. This brief event symbolizes the deeper meaning behind it, which in most cases is not readily evident.

Symbolization: This is where the repressed urge is played out in a symbolic act. For instance, in Freud’s methodology the act of inserting a key into a keyhole would have sexual meaning.

Projection: This is the projection of the dreamer’s repressed desire onto other people, but should not be confused with displacement as it does not involve objects. In projection, instead of dreaming about sleeping with their co-worker, the individual would dream of their boss in bed with the desired sexual partner, projecting the urge onto the boss rather than literally dreaming themselves in the bed.

Secondary revision: This is the expression Freud uses for the final stage of dream production. After the individual undergoes one or more of the other four dreamwork processes, they then undergo the secondary processes of the ego in which the more bizarre components of the dream are reorganized so the dream has a comprehensible surface meaning. This surface meaning, once arrived at through secondary revision, is called the manifest dream.

The process of dreamwork in Freudian theory is to interpret the content of the manifest dream, using psychoanalysis to decode the manifest content of the dream, and discover the hidden, “real” meaning of the dream which is termed the latent dream. This is discussed extensively in his book, and has been built upon by a variety of other researchers through the ages. Others, however, entirely discount Freud’s work. Their methodologies for the interpretation of the dream will be discussed in future articles.

Lauri Jean Crowe is a freelance writer known for such diverse topics as dreams, sexuality, gardening, health and parenting. She is a freelance writer, artist and designer living in Michigan, USA.

Are Women Really Superior to Men?

By Salma N. Ajani

While doing my search for this idea, I came across something interesting on the web. At a hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room, where a family member lay gravely ill. Finally, the doctor came in looking tired and serious.

Surveying the worried faces, the doctor said, “I’m afraid I’m the bearer of bad news. The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant. It’s an experimental procedure, very risky, you will have to pay for the brain yourselves.”

The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. After a great length of time, someone asked, “Well, how much does a brain cost?” The doctor quickly responded, “$5,000 for a male brain, and $200 for a female brain.”

The moment turned awkward. Men in the room tried not to smile; avoiding eye contact with the women, but some actually smirked. One man, unable to control his curiosity, blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, “Why is the male brain so much more expensive?”

The doctor smiled at the childish innocence and said to the entire group, “It’s just standard pricing procedure. We have to mark down the price of the female brains, because they’ve been used.”

Keeping all kidding aside, let’s answer this age old question; evaluate what we know up to this point, scientifically as well as culturally. Are women really superior to men?

Now research is confirming that the brains of men and women are somewhat different. Studies show that human male brains are, on average, approximately 10 percent larger than female brains. Certain brain areas in women, however, contain more nerve cells.

We must pay special interest on the amount of “gray matter,” the part of the brain that allows us to think. The researchers wanted to know if women have as much gray matter as men or more to make up for the smaller brains. Later, it was proven that women have 55.4 percent gray matter, vs. 50.8 in men.

Men listen with only one side of their brains, while women use both, according to information on brain imaging presented in November 2002, at the 86th Scientific Assembly and Annual Meeting of the Radiological Society of North America (RSNA).

Other research suggests that on average the female brain performs better on some skills, while the male brain executes other tasks at a higher level. It makes sense that brains vary between the sexes. Each sex had a very defined role in ancient time, which helped ensure the survival of the human race. Cave men hunted. Cave women gathered food near the home, and cared for the children.

None of these show superiority, but does show that we are made differently, with different needs, and different ideas. Why do we then compare for superiority, or even expect the other to be just like us?

It is important to realize that man and women are made differently, for a reason. Especially women, need someone she can talk to, share her ideas with and grow with. Man need to hunt, to protect, not ask for directions when they are lost, or I should say just be Men.

In old times, especially in Asian and Eastern cultures, women had many disadvantages (compared to now). Male Emperors would marry many women. Society did not provide woman with many rights. Women were pretty much confined to their homes. However, despite of these disadvantages, there were few women who had access to that woman wisdom, or power. Now, what was the difference between those women, who found their power, vs. those who did not?

The answer is synergy. These powerful women were each other’s support. No jealousies, no putting other women down; just supporting each other to the best of their ability. In fact, when the male emperor would mate with one of his wives, other wives would take care of that wife ahead of time. Give her massages, feed her wonderful and healthy foods, talk to her, and provide her with all the emotional support that was needed.

Today, women have more rights, more freedom, better living conditions. They are lot more aggressive, but they still do not feel as empowered, peaceful and in control.

In today’s society, the concept of women bonding is pretty much lost. Even when a woman goes to different feminine organizations, her goal is networking, improving her business, and benefiting anything and everything, but herself.

If you pay close attention and realize that the difference between a plant, which is alive, and a plant which is dead, is the plant which is alive, is growing. In order for our children to survive, and humankind to flourish in the future, our children must evolve beyond us. In order for them to go beyond us, they need to understand life from all points of view, both male and female. That is why we are here, to teach, to guide, and to help the universe expand and evolve with our differences.

One day I was flipping TV channels where I came across one of those shows where a priest was giving a sermon. He asked something very interesting to his congregations. The question was, “What is the best thing a father can do for their children”? The answer was “Love their mother”. Now this is something I have learned all through my life in my family as to how much powerful a woman can be. I do not mean physically or even mentally. In fact, I grew up learning that my brothers were much smarter and stronger then I was. But there was always this converse of women power or women wisdom, which was always talked about, but was never clarified.

Many women do not realize that their superiority and strength comes from bonding with other women. Man can’t full fill all of your needs and desires. When it comes to emotional bonding, which usually comes from talking, sharing and connecting, girlfriends are the key. Cherish your friends, and specially your women friendships.

Both Man and woman need to be supportive and a source of strength for each other, but timing is the key. Women who have other women to bond with, to share with, to educate and grow with, have more peaceful marriages. These women do not desire to talk to their husbands as soon as he walks into the home, tired from work. In fact, they become source of strength and support for him.

More then half of the marriages end up in divorce in this country. Some time it feels that all the advancement are coming to us with a hefty price. More and more women find themselves helpless, in one form or the other. All it boils down to is that all the power and freedom did not come with the wisdom it required. Woman before us got us the power to move forward, now, it is our responsibility to add wisdom to this power before passing on to our next generation.

The difference between man and women are logical. It makes sense that brains vary between the sexes. Men tend to be more natural-born protectors while women are natural-born nurturers. When women use these natural abilities to form, cultivate, and foster business relationships, they can create lasting business associations in the business circle.

To answer the question, are women superior to men? The answer is, it does not really matter, if we choose not to use that power and wisdom already given to us. From the beginning of the time, only a handful of women are using their full power and wisdom. They understand, and choose to learn and choose to use their strengths. Whether you are a at-home mom or a working women, understanding and connecting with other woman, educating ourselves and truly supporting each other, will help us be who we naturally are, phenomenal women.

Salma Ajani is the Managing Consultant at Ajani & Associates. She is a full-time professional speaker/trainer, author, and consultant, and specializes in the concept of “Women” and “Accelerating Change”. She has worked with Anthony Robbins as a Corporate Speaker, while traveling with his seminars all over the country. Salma uses therapeutic models in her work, such as NLP (Neuro-Linguistic Programming), Erickisonian Hypnosis, Virginia Satir’s Family Therapy, Silva Method, and Richard Bandler’s DHE (Design Human Engineering). ajani.com

7-Letter Bad Word

By S.D. Craig……. or is it by her dog Nikki?

So, what are you looking at? Yeah, I know I look funny. Just got back in from the groomer. It’s the 7-letter bad word for dogs. Just ask George Carlin about bad words. He taught me a few others when I was younger. Back when I was just a pup. I got a hold of some others from listening to his old albums when SHE and HE leave the house.

I’d like to know what the big deal is about smelling good, having your hair trimmed just so, clipping your nails. Then let’s talk about the silly little bandana about my neck or, when they forget I’m male, the bow perched on my perky little head. That stuff is downright humiliating, not to mention it falls into my water dish. Drags around after that getting dirty under my neck. Good grief. And dog perfume? Come on. Be serious. I smell just fine the way I am. Why do you think I roll in everything I see?

SHE doesn’t have a clue how awful the day spent at the groomer is. Shh. Don’t even say the word out loud. THEY might send me back for another visit. Have you ever seen what they do to a dog? They hitch up your groin with a strap like you’re a fish in a net, just barely letting those back feet touch the ground. This is so’s you can’t escape while they trim you in various places. I stand perfectly still, or hang perfectly still. I don’t want that lady missing with those blades. You know what’s down there, don’t you? Uh huh.

When we arrive, I often scramble with my paws on the slippery floor and try to escape out the front door. I pretend I must pee. I hit the familiar patch of grass like it’s a savior of dog’s souls. My brain rushes to figure out what to do to get away from HER. From that 7-letter bad word. Groomer. Don’t make me go, please, please, I won’t spill my food on the carpet when you vacuum, or chew the treats in front of the TV. I won’t sniff the inside of the car’s windows either. Honest.

It’s not worth the bone I get when I’m done being tortured. That woman tosses me one when I depart. Well, that’s not fair. She doesn’t toss it. Yet I deserve the whole box of bones for what she’s put me through. You see, my coat is so nice I have to be hand-scissored. This takes forever and lots of patience on my part. Don’t get me wrong, I know it’s hard work for the groomer too, but frankly, I don’t give a damn. I want out.

I don’t like cussing but things like this get a dog’s dander up. I’d put up with a vet trip and a shot before I would waltz into the groomer’s shop on purpose.

Bad word. Bad word. I just know I’m going to have nightmares tonight. Twitch and twist and turn and moan. I’ve heard HIM do it.

Somehow, dogs must get together and fill out a petition to stop this kind of treatment. We deserve featherbeds and cuddly sweaters and petting. It shouldn’t matter that we don’t bathe. That our hair grows long and raggedy. That…

Oh all right, make the appointment. Next month. I’ve got thirty days to dread it and cuss.

About the writer:

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craig’s Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Dreaming Yourself Naked

By Lauri Jean Crowe

Almost everyone has had a dream where they were naked, or scantily clad in just their underwear. Perhaps you dreamt you were in school, or in a grocery store or even just walking down the street without a stitch of clothing on your back. Maybe you suddenly found yourself nude on a beach, naked on the bus or up on a stage in your birthday suit. This is a common dream motif, yet nakedness is a complex symbol in dreams dependent on the culture in which the dream occurs and who is interpreting the experience.
Dream motifs arise from a society’s shared beliefs, experiences, fears and anxieties, literally from the hopes and dreams of the people both individually and collectively. As such, these experiences which are fundamental to all peoples, will hold significance dependent upon the culture’s attitude toward them. One populations attitude toward nakedness can vastly differ from another’s.

For example, in Western culture, public nudity is often taboo and in some areas it is even illegal. As such, the attitude of populations in Western culture toward nakedness are often unfavorable.

Dreams, in which nakedness is viewed as an anxiety, can sometimes be traced to our childhood experiences. Such would be the case if a parent taught their child that nakedness and the human body are to be something hidden from the public view, or even more compounded if the parent taught that nudity is something to be ashamed of. Sigmund Freud took the viewpoint that our childhood experiences leave a deep imprint on our minds and that dreams of nudity in an adult are an unconscious longing for the freedom of childhood, free from worry or care.

However, wherever the origin of nakedness anxieties arise for an individual or culture as a whole, the human mind tends to create dreams in flashes of visual imagery which can symbolically represent our individual personal hopes and fears. For one dreamer, a dream of being naked could be a window to the inner self which indicates a fear of sexuality, being exposed or vulnerability and weakness. For yet another, it may have a more positive spin, indicating attributes such as honesty and openness (such as in the cliche “the naked truth”).

Only the dreamer can interpret what their own dreams of nakedness entail. For one person, it will mean that wonderful feeling of being uninhibited, unencumbered, of being free to express yourself as you choose. For another, dream nudity will be a nightmare representing complete exposure of the deepest, most hidden parts of the self.

Dream dictionaries, interpreters and psychiatrists will all offer suggestions on what nakedness means in the dream based on their personal proclivities and schooling. You can go to any modern bookstore and find shelves of books which will tell you that one particular dream motif means one thing or another. However, you must decide for yourself how important underwear are to you, and what it means to be naked in the dream.

Lauri Jean Crowe is a freelance writer known for such diverse topics as dreams, sexuality, gardening, health and parenting. She is a freelance writer, artist and designer living in Michigan, USA.

The Decisive Fork

By Dr. Nagendra Rentala

The Backdrop

First Enron, ImClone, then WorldCom, Xerox and now Merck – what is going on in Corporate America? With the WorldCom top brass invoking the fifth amendment following Enron’s (mis)lead and also filing for bankruptcy, there arise some serious, fundamental questions in an investment dominant economy. Are we on the verge of another explosive crash of the economic structure, have we reached a decisive fork in a critical onrush of events, from where the wrong turn this time means a definite point of no return?

Are these astonishing corporate disclosures merely a few hiccups in the vast financial organ of the free world? Is this just a process of readjustment and evolution of an otherwise robust economic system from which the corporate administration, investing public and regulating Government are learning a few precious lessons? The atmosphere in which these financial crises are bursting forth with so many critical events taking place in rapid succession – the Internet boom and bust followed by the recession, the September 11th attacks and the continuing war, the disgusting Church scandals and a magazine like Time running cover-page article on apocalypse – call for some serious, fundamental thinking. These are not isolated events – not in a world so well connected as it is today and together they can cause a calamitous domino effect unless they are clearly perceived and checked. Things unfortunately follow the path of entropy when left to themselves and do not evolve for the better without a deliberate, conscious human intervention and a process of rational, objective analysis.

Do these cover-ups call for more, or less governmental controls on corporate dealings? There is a widespread debate going on in the country – employees of Enron, WorldCom and the investors who lost heavily in the wake of these debacles are clamoring for corporate reforms, a euphemism for more controls. Even to utter the word laissez faire is to invite intense public wrath under these circumstances. Has something seriously gone wrong with capitalism and free enterprise? Is there a simplistic explanation for all this and hence an evolutionary pointer in the right direction or is it too mind-boggling to fit into any one single coherent thought capsule?

There are two scenarios in which one can lose sight of the true perspective of an event – either by being too far removed in space or time from the event, in which case one does not really care much about what is going on. Alternatively, for those who are caught up in the thick of the events and completely overwhelmed, the tendency would be towards wishful thinking that somehow things will get better sometime, with the complementary cynicism that if they don’t, we all go down the drain and it does not matter anyway. Cynicism leads to sheer frustration sweeping everything under some ill-defined carpet, which in this case happens to be “Corporate Greed”.

America epitomizes enterprise. Taking risks, investing in potential, not harboring a mere arm-chair optimism but a firm conviction that the situation tomorrow can be made better than what it is today and the resolve, the hard work to make it happen are the hallmarks of a great nation built by entrepreneurs who flocked to this country from all parts of the world. Shake the roots of the optimism, the spirit of enterprise and what is left is an empty shell, a catastrophic failure of a glorious experiment. This laboratory is not only the free world’s but mankind’s greatest achievement. Explaining away the events with a fatalistic viewpoint like cyclic economic prosperity of a nation is doubly ridiculous in this context. This edifice is built on the firm foundation that economic prosperity is not a randomly driven entity like waves in an ocean but the realization of entrepreneurial principle of human intellect and America is unlike any other nation – it is a microcosm by itself. Any flaws have to be summarily removed from the free world – from their most fundamental level based on objective analysis before they can cause a ripple effect and topple the economic and as a consequence the social structure altogether. There is no way this glorious experiment can be allowed to fail.

In the aftermath of unprecedented economic debacles, the clockwork salvage operations have already begun – congressional hearings, ongoing debate for more controls, the usual rhetoric and assurances from the government in the backdrop of a public outcry for 401K protection and investment security against malfeasance in a turbulent market. Most significantly, the corporate world itself is coming out with a set of revised norms for their standard accounting practices – executives are slowly raising their hands with the echo “me too”. This is a timely and welcome self-regulatory mechanism spurred on by self-preservation that is infinitely more effective than any external, Governmental controls. A drastic rethink is required to benefit from this astonishing joining together of internal and external controls and to strike an optimum, objective balance between the two – more importantly to identify where that balance should eventually lead so that tiny flaws do not rear their ugly heads once again as mammoth beasts.

The Analysis

It is never easy to answer the question as to what is the right direction to take but in retrospect at least we know what directions should not be taken and learn precious lessons by using the principle of negation. Who can best provide us an insight into what went wrong with the corporate world? Not surprisingly, the people who traveled that path of wrong-doing. A drunk driver in a stolen van with a load of marijuana in the trunk on a Los Angeles highway, chased by half a dozen police cars and a hovering helicopter has a better shot at not being caught compared to the corporate executives who thought that somehow 2 and (-3) can be shown to add up to 4. Not withstanding the fact that the drunk driver in comparison is totally reckless, why did these executives resort to the kind of malfeasance that has landed them in an almost tragicomic, pitiable situation?

Astonishingly, how could these intelligent people and doyens of enterprise ever think that they could get away with it? No one believes even for one fleeting moment that when he founded WorldCom, Bernard Ebbers thought that his vision of enterprise would be that one day he would run away with a few billions of dollars of personal loot from the corporate coffers and then hide under the cover of the fifth amendment. When Scott Sullivan graduated from an accounting school, he would hardly have imagined that the high point of his career would soon turn out to be a balance sheet, which would have guaranteed him a flunk in the freshman years. Try this hypothesis – Kenneth Lay and company wanted to create history by discovering axioms of equality in elementary arithmetic that would confound the most brilliant number theorists.

At what point in their careers did these people start making a bend here and a bend there in their accounting practices and at what point did these bends metamorphose into grotesquely twisted works of modern art with numbers? What canvas did they paint on and which tools did they use? At what point and more importantly, why did their integrity break down? When did they recognize once again the truths from their elementary learning – no matter how much you twist and turn, you cannot escape the objective fact that 2 and 2 always add up to 4? At what point in the collapse of their edifices did they think of the “fifth amendment”? Equally significantly, why did they do it? What is the inflexion point in the chronological history of events, at which the norm of acceptable falsehood turned into downright malfeasance? When did their cooked books started looking more like crooked books? When did they first realize that their petty actions are reaching the alarming proportions of grand larceny? Why? Why were these actions triggered by intelligent minds of responsible individuals? What would these people have done differently if only they could go back in time? Was it peer pressure? The pressure to win at all costs not knowing what victory means in the long run? Was it shortsightedness or the cynical perversion that others are doing these things and getting away with it and why not us?

To get the right answers, we need to ask the right questions. No one seems to be asking them though. Just imagine what precious insights into the flaws in our economic structure could be gleaned from the revelations of executives who took the low road – the ones caught on the radar as well as those now volunteering. The entire nation could scream and shout for a corporate lynching but what has been done is done and we cannot turn the clock back nor alter the cause and effect relationship coupling the chain of events. No serious analyst would doubt even for one moment that these executives are sincerely regretting today for their actions that landed them personally and the economy collectively in a terrible mess. Untangling their reasons through routine hearings would take so much time, energy and public expense that at the end of the inquisition the findings would be utterly irrelevant. Alienating them in such a process would push the precious recipe for real remedy for this malady so deep into the inner recesses of these people that the initial diagnostic symptoms of the disease would be lost forever.

Don’t give them the cage in a congressional hearing room, don’t even think of a place for them behind the bars – give them the pedestal in a conference hall instead and listen to them with ears pricked and capture every nuance of their testimony with eyes agog. Don’t ask them to explain their books – implore them or even beg them if necessary to articulate in their own words the principle behind their actions and what corrupted that along the time line. Provide them with every conceivable kind of unconditional legal, social and economic immunity and request in return for one single favor – at least a glimmer of an insight into this principle. Offer them the highest-ranking positions in the SEC and give them this one chance to redeem themselves and the society at large because that is our only hope.

The Synthesis

Of course none of this is ever going to happen. Not because it is too revolutionary, but because we are afraid of what they are going to say – an indictment of no one in particular and everyone in general. An indictment of how, in this specific context, non-objective accounting norms and by implication their non-objective cousins of legal enforcement have found their way into our administrative structures despite the best, bona fide intentions of all concerned. Man discovered language to articulate and exchange his ideas with others as precisely as possible. A grotesque mutation of this idea that has evolved in a diametrically opposite direction of obfuscation instead of clarification is legalese. The structures around which such a mutation has thrived are the non-objective laws. Mathematics was invented to facilitate quantification, i.e., language stretched to the very asymptotic limit of precision. Accounting practitioners found a way to confound even this by hanging their numbers in myriad niches (provided by non-objective government regulations), which are neither positive nor negative and assume no sign in-between.

Ever tried to dust a cupboard with a host of bends, corners, twists and turns, nooks and crannies and numerous tiny appendages? There lies a fertile ground, a maze of opportunities for a wily spider to spin its web, an accounting wizard to park his numbers with suspended signs and a legal genius to obscure his client’s true intentions even unto himself. Walk into any legal and / or accounting practitioner’s lair and you will find rows of neatly stacked bookcases with thick bound volumes of their trade. The bigger the collection, the greater the firm’s reputation: reflects erudition – read smacks of obfuscation. In any organization, the legal and accounting departments do not add any value per se to the company’s products. And yet, astonishingly these are the highest paid individuals / consulting firms. Ever wondered why? If a company’s books are clean, why does it need accountants with millions of dollars of pay packets for consultation and if a firm is righteous, why does it need lawyers with equally huge retainers?

Surprisingly, these questions are not even being debated seriously in a corporate environment where the focus in recent times has shifted from mere value addition to great and innovative efficiency improvement concepts such as Kaizen, Six Sigma, Re-engineering towards adaptive business models and others. The fundamental issues related to the role of accounting and legal practices in the business world do not seem to have been addressed at all despite significant advances in other spheres of business activity. Is this a reflection of the implicit acceptance of one serious structural flaw – an element of the form appeasing itself rather than adding value to the substance it carries?

Companies need to hire (dis)reputable firms like Anderson to unearth the superficially exceptional in a maze of controls and regulations. A firm that specializes in taxation laws airs a commercial that proclaims with unabashed cynicism (I mean this as a compliment) – “Only God can understand taxation laws better than we do”. This is not an indictment of lawyers and accountants – far from it, the cynicism in that ad is pointed at you and me and everyone else. This is the kind of canvas, the brush tools, colors, shades and myriad hues provided to a thinking mind. Any point in blaming the artist? What usually starts as an earnest attempt to create a masterpiece occasionally mutates into a grotesque and abrupt failure like Enron or WorldCom, shaped synchronously by the non-objective norms or (f)laws in the ambient structures.

A clean, straight, airy and objective structure in which every element has a specific and non-redundant purpose, which in turn is subsumed by the single polarizing principle of the structure, does not permit ghastly, self-contradictory mutations like Enron or WorldCom. That unique principle is deterministic, convergent evolution within the dictums of which every aspect of social, economical, legal, administrative and other structures has to be understood, monitored and guided. Deterministic because the foundation of such evolution or change is rational human thought process and not chance occurrences in nature, and convergent because it is a principle that integrates seemingly disparate components into a harmonious whole. Applying this principle is the only way to untangle the puzzling contradictions within the trinity formed by the Public, the Government and the Corporations and identify the course of action open to each party.

The Course of Action

As an entity with the lowest pain threshold, the investing public should initiate measures of reform. Currently, the knee-jerk reaction on the part of the public is to call for transparency in accounting practices. Ever heard of the art of impenetrable candor or that too many facts can be mind boggling and are as useful as too few of them? With the kind of divergent structures to which the current accounting and legal practices are attached (recall the taxation law firm’s ad campaign), is it physically possible for any single individual to fully grasp the economic health of a corporation at any given moment? The few wizards who might be able are hired for not disclosing the verdicts publicly, particularly the unfavorable ones.

Clamoring for more controls, monitors and reprisals can only appease the immediate need for palliating the symptoms but will not eradicate the deep-rooted malady. These measures will only exacerbate the disease in the long run. The only kind of corporate reform the investing public can bring about and the only type of discipline they can impose on executive boards is by demanding a value-add justification for the accounting and legal departments. Like the impressionist painters, the multi-million dollar paycheck accountants who give the impression of health to the corporation and do very little to fortify the same will not find their current niche in an optimal economic structure based on objective norms.

President Bush recently made the axiomatic observation that the element of risk cannot be eliminated altogether from investment. This remark emphasizes one fundamental aspect of governance – observatory and mediatory roles take precedence over regulatory ones. The government should do what the wise Chinese sage Confucius said long ago – to rule as unobtrusively as possible. Shift the focus towards laissez faire in all aspects of governance, asymptotically evolving towards self-redundancy. Any other course of action is beset with contradictions. A case in point is the recent idea of trying to arm the SEC with greater powers denying any more funds at the same time. We all have to accept at some point that one cannot have the cake and eat it too. Another idea is that of demanding corporate executives vouch for the sanctity of their accounting statements. With the physical impossibility of any one individual being able to comprehend all the subtleties and nuances of every entry in the account books, tangled within divergent laws and regulations, there will definitely be the escape clause “to the best of my knowledge and belief”, that makes the entire exercise futile. In a highly advanced democracy like the US, political parties and their erudite leaders can afford to take objective decisions and make an indelible, positive personal mark on history rather than be driven by petty, short-term political pain / gain equations.

While the investing public has a reactive or secondary role to play and the government has a regulatory or tertiary role, the onus of assuming the proactive or Prime Mover’s mantle rests with the entrepreneurs and the visionaries in a tripartite economic structure. For the corporate executives whose vision of enterprise is based on a firm foundation of integrity for its own sake (not because it is the best policy), the current market turbulence is a precious opportunity to take control and steer its evolution in the correct direction. There is no escaping the ruthless consequences of axiomatic facts – “A is A”, “2 and 2 make a 4″, “one can make money only by adding value” and “bad money throws out good money”.

When the principle of deterministic, convergent evolution is projected into the realm of economic activity, all the current clamor for transparency and accountability is reduced to one fundamental, primary assertion, viz., “compensation commensurate with value addition”. By emphatically propagating this common sense dictum at every available opportunity – through actions, advertising, discussion forums and the like, executive boards can ensure that economic structures evolve asymptotically towards perfect market equilibrium – public trust, laissez faire and self-regulation.

Man, the thinking organism has taken over the reins of evolutionary direction from Nature and gave it an entirely new impetus – from the stochastic or chance mutations to deterministic or goal oriented improvement. Man still continues to imbibe one more aspect of natural evolution though and that is divergence. The evolutionary structures or forms such as social, economic and administrative, constructed by Man around himself as the substance have reached a critical mass. A decisive fork has been reached in the evolutionary history of mankind – one path diverging towards runaway explosion eventually ending up in complete chaos and the other converging towards absolute harmony. All the critical and rapidly happening events of the present day (cited at the beginning of this article), of which the economic indicators are the most significant, are pointing to this cusp. A process of thought, i.e., logical, objective analysis is the only tool available to Man to identify it as such and prepare for a course of action. Man has by and large striven to remove the stochastic element from evolution. Now is the time to control the divergence.

Nagendra Rentala (b. 09/23/1953) holds a Doctorate degree in Geophysics. A member of the New York Academy of Sciences and recipient of the Young Scientist Award of the  Indian National Science Academy (1982), he worked for over 20 years teaching and researching in the field of Computational Geophysics in Osmania University, Hyderabad, India. He was a Visiting Scientist at the following institutions – Dept. of Geological Sciences, University of Birmingham, Birmingham, UK – 1986/87; Dept. of Earth Sciences, Christian Albrechts University, Kiel, Germany – 1992/93; Dept. of Disaster Research, GeoForschungsZentrum, Potsdam, Germany – 1996/97. A keen Chess enthusiast, he visited Switzerland (playing in the Chess Olympiad in Lucerne – 1982 as a member of the Indian team), Russia, Spain, Germany, Slovakia and Hong Kong in various capacities like player, coach and organizer. Fascinated in 1990 by reading the works of Ayn Rand, he started practicing Objectivism. He has to his credit numerous radio and TV presentations on popular science topics, articles of topical interest and articles in Computer Science / Geophysics journals. An Indian by nationality, for the past 3+ years he is working in the US as a Senior Programmer / Analyst specializing in the development of Lotus Notes / Domino based Internet business applications. He currently lives alone in Bellflower, CA, USA. He may be contacted directly at nrentala@hotmail.com but the-vu encourages feedback through the feedback page so that readers can share in the debate.

Check Your Panties At The Door

Assistant Vice Principal conducts ‘panty check’ of girls at local high school prom (Opinion)
By Betty Pine

May 2002

An assistant vice principal of Rancho Bernardo High School located in Southern California, conducted a ‘panty check’ on some of the girls the night of the their prom at the high school. A panty check?

Seems she wanted to make sure none of them were wearing thong underwear, or no underwear at all. So, she exposed them by having them lift their dresses up over their heads in front of the throng of onlookers, which of course included many of the young male teens attending.

Let’s see if I understand this; the assistant vice principal exposed the young ladies to make sure with her own eyes they were not going to expose themselves later sans underwear, by doing what exactly? Did she think ( I’m pretty sure she wasn’t doing much ‘thinking’ at the time ) cartwheels on the dance floor? Hand stands?

What gets me is the girls that were asked seemed to have complied with the request. Humiliation, and embarrassment aside, they were probably in shock that they would be asked to do such a senseless act that they were like sheep, just following orders. Who wants to get all dressed up, play princess for the night of their prom and then just go home before getting in the door because some loony woman wants to see under their dress?

This whole thing has so many things wrong with it, I’m afraid I might miss a few. Let’s go through the list:

1. An adult is asking teens to expose themselves to her.

2. This adult is conducting this ‘panty check’ in public view.

3. This adult is in a position of power over the teens, by being their assistant vice principal.

4. This adult upon discovering anyone wearing thong underwear sends them home. I’m sure if anyone was bare naked underneath they too were sent packing. I haven’t heard of any of the girls being without underwear. I wonder if pantyhose with no underwear was ok with the adult?

5. That the girls that were asked to lift their dresses complied. There is something just not right about that. I would have hoped if not all the girls asked, at least one girl would have said, ” Are you nuts? I don’t think so!”, when the adult came to her turn. Then she would have walked right past the loony woman and gone in to the prom. I wonder if she would have been arrested for not exposing herself to the adult? Maybe her parents would have been called to pick her up. That would have been a good thing. Yeah, a dad getting called by a loony woman saying “pick up your daughter, because she wouldn’t comply with a public ‘panty check’, would have been just what was needed in the mix.

6. There were boys at the prom, some of them getting an eyeful of the ‘panty check’. Where was prince charming? Buried under a few hundred milligrams of testosterone, and thinking “They do ‘panty checks’ at the prom? If I’d known that, I’d have gone to all the proms since being a Freshman!” These girls needed rescuing. It’s said that besides the boys and girls, teachers, and other miscellaneous persons attending the prom, (many of those getting a birds-eye view of the proceedings) that there were police there also. Really? Did they know what was going on? I guess they had gone to public high school at one time too, and just thought…”comply with the assistant vice principal, she’s in charge.”

What’s happening now with this loony woman? She is on paid administrative leave after outraged parents, and their teen daughters filed complaints to the school board. There will be an investigation into the allegations. They say that if she did do this, that she overstepped the appropriate boundaries of her position. Ya think? The parents want her fired, or to resign.

In my opinion the parents should file a complaint against the loony woman with the police. Take their complaints outside of the school system. And get a lawyer, if no one else came to these girls rescue, we all know a lawyer will. I love a good rescue.

Copyright 2002 Betty Pine

Betty Pine is publisher of Whimsical Review, an online magazine showcasing some of the best writers, and web sites on the Internet. http://www.whimsicalreview.com

Menu Disorder – The Idea of the Dining Cabin

By Shawn Lomax

My first night as a flat-dweller in Barcelona, and I end up in an Eastern European Falafel house on the Ramblas.  Just me and five small pats of fried chick pea, a salad that I will let convince me I’m doing myself a favor, and pita bread over which a fly has made some progress.  This the result of a food faff of historic proportions.

That I hadn’t been ready to face up to postal-Hostal existence was one thing, and perhaps understandable.  After all these things take time, and someone else’s frying pan is the dark side of a non-stick moon, at least until you get to know him better.  But the near panic that had led me past one restaurant after another, wild-eyed and fearful was more difficult to explain.

I just didn’t want to belong in this over lit world of obvious tourists, girls too young to go out and livid with makeup, or the more respectable type of drug addict.  Such identity trauma had taken me past various Pizza houses, a Sub Way and a Pans & Co., without even pausing for a glance in the window of McDonald’s.  A little like wife swapping when you’re not even contemplating marriage, the giant M is for the out there, irredeemable and past it.  Even in the full incontinence of indecision, and hungry to boot, I wasn’t ready to eat in one.

Financial considerations aside, I knew of the sushi side of the city’s culinary life from its prettified arrangements in Sunday supplements.  What it had to do with me, however, I still don’t see; particularly when it comes to something that will shortly work its way through my bowels.  Freshly sun fried swordfish with dappling of Savannah splendor, and crowned with a single star fruit, meet single bloke really too lazy to cook who wants to stuff his face for a few minutes.  And have you met svelte thirty-something P.R. executive?  No?  How strange.

What I was looking for was the total anonymity of the solitary masticator. Protecting myself from observation of my inability to eat alone without spilling, in that half crouch that single men develop over Formica tables, shielding the food as we shovel it into our mouths, speeding though the process of graceless self-nutrition, perhaps you have seen us reading Caf World – a magazine for men who would never buy it. This week featuring the top five best-smelling industrial detergents and what their aromas add to the sprint eating experience, as well as a special article on why mustard has never been successfully mixed with tomato ketchup.

Of course that’s what the sports newspaper was invented for, as well as why its success is guaranteed.  As a gender we aren’t stupid enough to be concerned with Madrid’s or Barca’s bi-monthly crisis, but it is an accepted social fact that men read the sports paper in bars, and while doing so we may liberally distribute our meals over ourselves and a wide surface area.  And therein lies its real value.

Back in the Falafel house, I have been over liberal in my treatment of the spicy sauce, and can feel a horrid blush coming on. I’ve already burnt the roof of my mouth, incapable of waiting for the mush to cool, and there will be blood in the toothpaste tomorrow.  The fryer of chick peas is wearing a chef’s hat by way of loose association with the culinary arts, and the volcano of a waiter / manager shouts at the cash register operator, who is probably his daughter, to get me a drink, in what I assume to be Russian.  When she is less deeply occupied with a suitably dangerous character in Vaselined leather and his arm in a sling, who may well be her boyfriend, she brings me a glass of wine, which I pretend to enjoy.

The Idea

And there the idea occurs to me – the gap in the market that I represent.  Ladies and Gentlemen, but particularly single gentlemen; I present you with – the dining cabin.  A combination of partition and bar with optional newspaper within the reach of those for whom function has become a necessity, this development in western civilization is guaranteed to improve the quality of life of the sad bastard, and may even preserve what remains of his table manners.

The food will be ordinary; the cutlery uncomplicated, and each cabin will be equipped with rear-view mirrors enabling the occupant to watch girls passing on the street.

Although such comfort isn’t likely to facilitate communication, sociability or ultimately the survival of the species, I think it will prove to be a step forward, in the same way that the internet gave man uncomplicated access to pornography, and football gave us something to talk about.  And if any large multinational company is interested in developing the idea, I’m open to offers.

Shawn Lomax is a writer of sketch pieces and reviews. He lives and works in Barcelona, Spain.

Learning Curves from Scotsmen

By S.D. Craig

Well, well, well.  Let it be said that I’m even more proud to be part-Scottish now that I’ve read that Scottish men prefer the Titanic’s Kate Winslett over ex-Spice girl Geri Halliwell’s slim look.

My husband has said many times that men look for a woman that can bear them children and women are searching for men who can support them financially, keep them secure.  So, in truth, yes, men are visual and looking at what a woman is built like.  They want sturdy mothers for their babies.  If beauty happens to fall into that range, that’s fine.  It’s not the end all though, believe me.

June research in Scotland shows a fifth of their men prefer Kate Winslett’s shape, while only 11% want a thin woman.  Eleven percent.  Think about that when you next worry about your cellulite and weight, ladies.  More than half of us worry about this in every day life.  That’s a shame, it is.

Especially when one third of British men have no idea what cellulite is, and again, a fifth of them think it’s a type of battery.  Okay.

So here we are, at a crossroads.  That of men admitting they prefer chunky women and yet, here we are, stating eighty percent of females would rather look like Geri.  Oh dear.

I do think men have something over on us, you know.  We need to stop obsessing and worrying about the details of our figures and weight.  Men don’t.  Believe me, baby, when was the last time you saw your man in front of the mirror, twisting and turning and grimacing, only to ask “Babe, do you think this makes me look fat?”  I rest my case.

Women need to let loose, give in to the freedom of being a woman with a womanly curvy body, and kiss the rest goodbye.  Men find their natural shapes (without surgery) much more attractive.

Besides, those curvy women can handle childbirth just fine.  Just ask the Scotsmen.

Ah, who’s that I see packing their bags for Scotland?

With acknowledgement to The Daily Record for the inspirational source for this article

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

What Is Tachyon Energy?

By Robert Ziegler
Published January 2002

According to quantum physics, the material universe is nothing more than a very dense form of energy. Everything that exists in this universe, from the most subtle, refined realms of energetic structures, to the grossest, densest realms of matter, is aligned in an energy continuum. Energy flows constantly from these highly refined subtle realms-starting from the causal or super causal world as it is referred to in Yoga teachings and moving down through the astral, etheric, electromagnetic levels and finally into the material realm of existence.

Everything that exists on Earth exists within is own Energetic Continuum, our bodies being a perfect example. In addition to the material, physical body that we perceive with our senses, we have several other layers of energetic bodies. Through all these layers of energy, an Energetic Continuum flows from the highest, most refined subtle bodies down to the material body. The energy flowing through the Energetic Continuum comes from one source. In India, it is called the Divine Mother. Christianity calls it the Holy Spirit, and in many modern, New Age spiritual teachings it is called Cosmic Energy. Modern physics calls it Zero-Point Energy or Free Energy.

At this point, it is important to understand that Zero-Point Energy should not be confused with a particular form of energy, such as etheric or astral energy. Zero-Point Energy is formless. It is the source of everything. All realms of the subtle energies are just parts of the Energetic Continuum.

In itself, Tachyon Energy has stored all the potential needed to create a perfect Energetic Continuum in every individualized form of life. Everything that transpires in the human body, for example, is already encoded within Tachyon Energy in perfect form. An excellent example of this is seen in the animal kingdom, where it has been observed that animals not influenced in any way by human beings live completely healthy lives.

For example, mammals have a life span that is up to seven times their growth period. For a human being, that would mean 140 years of perfectly healthy life. Of the 40,000 chronic and degenerative diseases known in human medicine, only a few are known to exist in wild animals! This is because wild animals do not have the ability to block the Energetic Continuum.

In Nature we find perfection and such is the character of Tachyon Energy. The information that Tachyon Energy contains is inherently perfect. The only thing we need for achieving health and balance in our lives is a freely flowing Energetic Continuum. In other words, we need to become superconductors for Tachyon Energy by allowing it to flow through all the layers of our subtle bodies. As this energy flows into our material cells, it completely organizes the entire metabolism in a perfectly balanced manner that is the way we are meant to function.

If any layer of the subtle body system is blocked, energy will not flow freely down into the next grosser level. From that level onward, there will be significant deficiencies of energy. Blockages in any of the subtle layers prevent Tachyon Energy from flowing freely into the material body. This is why so many diseases are co-influenced or co-created by blockages in subtle bodies. This also explains why our psychological state affects our physical body.

In fact, the emotional and mental bodies are so subtle they do not directly interfere with the physical body. Since the flow of life force information to organize our metabolism also has to flow through the mental and emotional bodies, there is an indirect influence when these bodies are blocked. Significant blockages eventually create physical disease.

This information is the basis for the creation of many different frequency oriented energy systems. We know of photon energy, crystal energy, magnets, orgone energy, light acupuncture, radionic devices, photon lights, electromagnetic and sound therapy, all of which are used as therapy. Of course, all of these energy systems work well when they all have the potential ability to remove some blockages, to remove stagnant pockets where energy cannot flow freely in a certain layer of the subtle body system. However, energetic frequency therapies, in general, have two limits. One is that all these energies are limited to a certain frequency, for example, between 16 and 32 mu-meters. This is a certain spectrum of the auric field of our subtle body layers, and provided we have blockages between 16 and 32 mu-meters, photon energy, if applied correctly, can help. But what if our problem is not rooted in that spectrum of frequencies? What if our problem is mainly an energy blockage in the realm of 35 to 50 mu-meters? Of course, there might be some small benefit from applying photon energy, by indirect influence, but the problem will not be cleared. Photon energy then, is something that might help a little bit, but it will not really take care of the problem at its root. So we know that, just like photon energy, all subtle energy systems that are used for therapies have this one big limit, they only work on their specific frequency. The other limit is that the effect of any particular frequency is determined by the nature of that frequency.

Photon energy, orgone energy, or electromagnetic energy, for example, can help because each has certain characteristics that forcefully affect the human body to move into another direction. However, if we don’t need this particular, specific frequency, such energies can also be harmful. Orgone energy can heal, but orgone energy can also make you really sick. It requires knowledge and experience to use these subtle energy devices safely and correctly. Tachyon energy is totally different from all of these. Tachyon energy is not a certain type of energy, but rather includes all energies in itself. Whatever goes wrong in our physical body or in the subtle bodies, can be corrected by applying specific information for that particular process. This is possible through Tachyon energy, for Tachyon energy is the gateway back to Zero Point energy. This is something that no frequency can do. All frequencies are just part of the whole, part of what is anchored in the Zero Point energy, but all frequencies are limited in their specific effects. Tachyon is totally non-specific. Tachyon really doesn’t have any effect in and of itself. What Tachyon does is give our organism, our body, our subtle bodies the chance to produce whatever effects they need. And since our bodies are incredibly intelligent, they always produce the effects that are good for them. The two limits that we find confining all other forms of energetic medicine just don’t apply to Tachyon because Tachyon energy is not limited to a certain frequency.

Another important difference between other subtle energy devices and the energy that they use and Tachyon energy is that Tachyon cannot be influenced in any way whatsoever by any other form of energy. All other forms of subtle energies that are used in energetic medicine can be influenced, for example, by one’s own thoughts and feelings. This is due to the fact that below the speed of light energies have something that is called the gravitational pull, that makes energies attract each other so that they stick to each other. This, of course, creates influence, changing and altering the energies in their specific effects. Tachyon moves beyond the speed of light so it has no gravitational pull so it cannot stick to anything or any energy, and no energy can stick to Tachyon. No matter how “bad” our thoughts are, how low our emotional content is, no matter what kind of negativity we produce in any form it can never alter Tachyon energy and its ability to give us access to the Zero Point energy. So potentially, all problems we have- mental, emotional, spiritual, or physical- can be positively affected by Tachyon energy!

Another wonderful aspect of using only the source energy is we do not have to deal with unwanted side effects. Even if we apply so much energy that parts of our organism want to have a very strong, very quick healing effect and other parts don’t quite catch up, this won’t be a problem. It sometimes causes detoxification and healing reactions, that for a very short time may feel overwhelming, but there will never be a negative outcome. Tachyon energy is also free of that second limit. It doesn’t require so much knowledge and experience to apply Tachyon correctly because the body is in charge of the process anyway. We do not forcefully apply it for a certain specific effect, but we rather let the body produce its own healing effects. Tachyon energy is simply the natural catalyst for this self-healing process.

Robert Ziegler, a Certified Tachyon Practitioner, and Member in good standing with the Tachyon Institute for Spirituality and Science, Santa Rosa, CA, is located in Central Florida. His practice is devoted to bringing balance to the mind, body and spirit complex through the utilization of Tachyon Energy. He may be contacted at rcziegler@planet-tachyon.com.

For a technical definition of Tachyon Energy, in case you have serious doubts that it exists, the author has recommended this link http://www1.shore.net/~ewall/ that ‘provides a summary derivation of the first and only theoretical tachyon model to agree with experiment.’ See also http://www.sciam.com/askexpert/physics/physics29.html for additional Tachyon Information.

The Extra Mile

By Dr. Nagendra Rentala

I – Events of the present times (November 15, 2001)

America is put on a state of highest alert. The administration, armed forces, internal security, medical emergency units, antiterrorist squads, department of transportation, postal services and every other conceivable government organization – all are operating in a hyper tense environment. In an unprecedented nationwide alarm, the public at large is being repeatedly asked, with ever increasing intensity, to be vigilant while leading their normal lives at the same time. In short, America today is a country kept in an Intensive Care Unit, except that it is much more serious – today, this great nation, the model of free world is in an Intensive Scare Unit.

The economic down turn before September 11 was shrugged off as a cyclic phenomenon, a perceived recession, essentially a process of market value readjustment in the dotcom world and merely a minor internal hemorrhage incapable of harming the country as such. The twin stabs at the very heart of the economic nerve center, consequent horrific loss of human lives and astronomical property destruction, combined with the jabs at both military and power symbols of the nation in broad daylight while millions of people were watching aghast, suddenly took the ailment to a bizarre, mind boggling new level of seriousness. In the excruciating aftermath of rescue and recovery, the fact that American economy is in a recession today is put on the backburner. There followed the exhausting embarrassment for the government of having to trump up support of the “Middle Eastern Referees”, in a game of war in which there is only one rule – “those who play by the rules lose the most”. These referees are known to cast their ballot not based on any objective principle, but by throwing a dice loaded with the deadliest and most venomous weight – the weight of religion.

The counter attack proceeds from a perfectly well-oiled machine that is the American Government, in a classic, text-book like fashion – make no audacious moves, ensure favorable public opinion, perk them up with usual rhetoric and garner world support – all with the aim of striking at perpetrators of the mayhem. The enemy has its second wave of arsenal in place already – rogue, cancerous cells of “Anthrax envelopes” surfacing in different parts of the country. Just like Anthrax itself, the spreading cancer of malignant envelopes in an already ailing nation is eminently treatable, curable provided you are willing to keep the country in remission mode – like periodically quarantining post-offices and establishments threatened by Anthrax, allocating enormous resources to launch an intensive hunt for the sources and meticulously continuing this expensive treatment for – uh!, as long as it takes. Treatable assuming that meantime no other disease strikes the country, which we can positively not guarantee.

Every rational human being the world over is deeply concerned today about this great model nation, symbol of freedom and epitome of enterprise, placed on an operating table under intense public glare. Wires and tubes are protruding from all parts of the body, instruments are monitoring signals from all the vital organs, while doctors and nurses in masks are desperately trying to calm down the nervous system that is the frightened public. Reserve blood supplies are frantically being transfused through a circulatory system that is the ailing economy using conduits of cracked up air and ground transportation systems and choked up postal services.

Consider the severity of parameters defining the present situation – (a) grievous homeland security issue, (b) an economy that is being propped up by life-support systems and the sheer will of people, (c) prolonged military engagement against a rag-tag outfit which would at best result in a pyrrhic victory, (d) growing resentment of the Islamic community both within and outside the nation towards America since the war began, despite the convoluted and often comical PR efforts on the part of the government and (e) professed intentions of the government to go after regimes aiding and abetting bio-terrorism in the next phase of war.

The following might sound like a fatalistic observation, but couching it in less stronger terms does not alter the fundamental reality outlined by the above facts: Increasingly large number of people are gradually losing the spark of life and enthusiasm for achievement, more so because there is not even a “clear definition” of what constitutes a silver lining either on the short term or long term horizons. What else would you expect from the public, daily used to listening to alarming alerts issued by their leaders? Here is the frustrating and at once frightening postscript – with the full support of both elected representatives and the populace, the nation’s leaders are fighting an unconventional situation with traditional means, doing their very best in difficult times and here are their pronouncements -

* ·  “This is an unconventional war that could go on for an year or two or ten”
* ·  “Be prepared for more terrorist attacks at home and more restrictions on individual freedom”
* ·  “This is a war in which it is difficult to define the rules of engagement and the meaning of victory (and by implication – of defeat)”

Every available resource is being tapped to surmount this calamity and suddenly adding numbers is of no relevance any more – X billion dollars to bail out this ailing industry and Y billion dollars for that emergency measure and so on. Budget proposals and security legislations are being approved near unanimously and instantaneously in a government, where every issue used to be carefully weighed and contested by the house of representatives – illustrating the compulsion of taking “range of the moment” decisions. All this happened just in a matter of few weeks. No!, not caused by head on collision with a super power as people all along feared and prepared for – which, while being catastrophic, has at least the dignity, decency and finality of an epic battle. What we are looking at is a disease unleashed by scurrying rats hiding in caves, entranced zombies whose brains are completely sizzled with religious hashish, sub-humans in whose doctrine concepts like value of human life, triumph of human spirit, fountain head of human intellect and competitive excellence in human enterprise are meaningless gibberish.

In this tragic turmoil, it is not a generation, or a nation, or the free world and not even our planet’s existence, at stake – the spirit of human triumph, the conscious, deliberate human effort that is instrumental over thousands of years in evolving the world into a better place, that is hanging in life threatening balance. Statistics in the aftermath are there for everybody to see and the conclusions are painfully obvious – consumption of durable goods and value of real estate are plummeting each day, more and more lay-offs are announced daily, prescriptions for anti-depressants are on the rise, domestic violence is on the increase and the entire economy in the free world is convulsing with the wild and arrhythmic fluctuations in the US stock market, the kernel of free enterprise. News of war casualties is trickling in and internal strife is slowly raising its head in the form of lawsuits against the government by some postal workers and scuffles between tired fire department and the police forces. Largest number of jobs were lost in the month of October following the terrorist attacks – a record in a couple of decades and no one can predict how long and wide the ripple effect is going to spread. More and more people are being reduced to performing “range of the moment” activities, steeped either in private tragedies or helpless frustration in the face of an unfathomable, undefined yet intensely anticipated terror.

The cancer of Anthrax envelopes is slowly but surely spreading to other parts of the world and several nations are already taking prophylactic measures. Billions of dollars are being allocated around the globe – not as usual for advancement of human life style but for preserving life itself. Gas masks, quarantines, armed guards and freedom on leash are suddenly the harsh realities of life and no longer fictional. All because of the script written by a psychopath, wielding the pen of destruction smeared with the ink of blind religious faith and enacted by a bunch of fanatics. War-mongering, gun-toting creatures whose lone guiding dogma is that death in this world means “eternal” life in the “other” world – a blatant contradiction and grotesque mutation of every known principle in millions of years of human evolution.
Today, we are in the midst of a terrible discontinuity in the history of human civilization – violently shaken by a frightening storm that has already caused untold misery and which is gathering in intensity into nuclear proportions. Conventional rallying around, exhortations from leaders and community services can only help so much, in a world that has suddenly turned upside down, an episodic event in modern history unleashed by a diabolical, religious frenzy. Traditionally exemplary display of courage, hard work and commitment by thousands of individuals during rescue, recovery, relief, resolve and move-on operations can merely put a soothing salve on the infinitely many wounds the world sustained, but by themselves are incapable of healing the chilling shock seared into people’s psyche. Only a more powerfully historic event, evolving as the result of dispassionate, objective and axiomatic assessment of the evil the free world is up against, can jolt awake the human spirit out of the present stupor with a life-saving electric shock. In the eye of the storm, we have but a moment of calm to ruminate and elicit a drastic, proactive course of action rooted in the depths of relentless logic, which will put an end to this rabid mutation once and for all and straighten the path of human evolution.

II – A case for looking into the past

In search of this Excalibur, we need to go back into prehistoric times – way back in order to delve deep into the fundamental origins of the conflict, whose terrible consequences are being enacted today. We need to turn to the wisdom of profound, original thinkers who visualized the perils of contradiction conceptually and outlined courses of action in fictional situations.

I do not wish to claim originality for everything that is being said here by way of hindsight and analysis of events. I am not only standing on the shoulders of giants, but am seeing in both directions of time through their eyes. I am stringing together the essentials of their vision, filling in some gaps here and there to present my thesis as a logical, coherent whole – brought into full focus in the concrete context of the rubble that once used to be the World Trade Center. Like millions of others in America today, I cannot drive past any high-rise building without moisture in my eyes and without feeling a sense of infinite sadness. What follows is my statement to exorcise those toxic feelings and my tribute to those millions of others who resonate with me. What follows is an exposition of the only course of action the free world should take both in the long and short terms to strike back at and exterminate this insanity.

In recent weeks, I have heard analysts and strategists seriously debate the issue – “What is it that America has done to attract such an intense hatred?”. I have heard some of them even remark in a half-mocking tone – “We are all pretty good when it comes to hindsight”. No, America finds itself in the present situation, not because of what it has done, but because of what it has not done, as the symbol of free world. We need to put in proper perspective the long and arduous journey the people who built this great nation have already undertaken, yet failed to appreciate the need for crossing but one crucial extra mile. Look towards the sins of omission and not the sins of commission and by the way – one’s hindsight stops at that point in the chronology of events and the hierarchy of knowledge where one is prepared to mark historic milestones and identify fundamental axioms.

A free, open nation of enterprising settlers from all over the globe since its beginning, America has epitomized an idealistic society, conceived and improved upon over thousands of years of evolutionary history of human civilization. America has perfected Democracy, objectively the best form of political structure, elevated to new heights the scientific principles of observation, induction, deduction, hypothesis, validation and application to build an awe-inspiring technological structure that quickly became the norm in industrialized world and discovered capitalism and free enterprise, the greatest form of economic structure. America has enshrined individual freedom and spawned a fertile social structure conducive for competitive excellence, culminating in individual entrepreneurs whose personal worth far exceeds that of some entire nations – individuals who are not objects of jealousy but icons of inspiration, admired by a mature society. America has stimulated the conception and development of the greatest original philosophy in modern history, the philosophy of objectivism enunciated by Ayn Rand, who has a large but silent following in this country. A philosophy, which has unfortunately failed to achieve its crowning glory of being accepted as the normative philosophical structure of this nation, even though every supporting structure is predominantly based on objective principles. One crucial mile still remains to be traveled.

In his recent address after the September 11 tragedy, President George W. Bush declared to the world “You are either with us or with the terrorists”, either or – an objectivist concept that brooks no middle ground. In her pioneering works, Ayn Rand has addressed at length the related but more fundamental issue – “You are either on the side of reason or on the side of blind religious faith and if you try to embrace both – in whatever proportions, you are doomed to a life of perpetual conflict”. The trouble with a statement like “You are either with us or with the terrorists” – which Rand characterizes as a pronunciation of derived concepts plucked mid-stream from the hierarchy of knowledge and side stepping fundamental premises – is almost immediately and painfully evident in the extended context. Responding to US attacks and in particular to the President’s remarks, Taliban announced to the world that the act of war by US is an “act of terrorism” – a grotesque distortion of the concept of terrorism in the lexicon of free world but one that is eagerly lapped up and violently cheered by Islamic followers. The extra mile, which forms the central theme of this thesis, is the intellectual leap that connects the consequential alternatives offered by President Bush, with axiomatic and irreducible primary assertions. Making that leap is by no stretch of imagination an easy task, because – when perceived on a universal timescale, the concept of religion, which is the crucial factor in the current strife, is second (albeit a distant one) only to that of evolution, in the entire history of mankind.
While the study of evolution is honed to near perfection by the rigors of scientific discipline, religion by its very nature remained in the hazy realm of mysticism – fanatically guarded by its exponents to avoid rational enquiry, spawning a wild growth of cultures, sub-cultures, cults, sub-cults and their variations – each with its own Gods, shrines, prophets, messengers and self-appointed, often times feuding earthly representatives, – each with its own version of so called “holy” books and their myriad confusing and conflicting interpretations.

III – A brief look at the evolutionary history of life

Events have to be laid out chronologically to understand the primacy of the principle of causality and thereby find a proper place for the origins, role and mutations of religion in the course of human evolution. Let us start at the beginning and quickly race through the milestones. The appearance of self-replicating entities on earth due to a chance mixture of the right chemical ingredients powered by the energy of lightning marked the beginning of life’s evolution. Laboratory experiments have confirmed the strong probability of an episodic event such as organic life-forms spontaneously generating from inorganic matter occurring, given the chemical composition and climatic conditions of earth, mediated over a time span of hundreds of millions of years. As propounded by Charles Darwin and numerous other scientists who corroborated and continued his work, more and more complex life forms have evolved in due course. The fittest specimens in each species survived and thrived, with some of the species dominating certain evolutionary epochs.

Scanning the entire spectrum of evolution, one cannot but marvel at the magnificent variety and complexity – compare unicellular organisms at one end and Homo-sapiens at the other. However, the principles that shaped this enormous complexity over time are astonishingly simple – (a) genetically transmitted: at each stage, minor variations or mutations are transmitted in the form of genetic foot-prints through the medium of offspring, (b) powered by blind chance, necessitating colossal time and material requirement: diversification and consequent variations occurred due to blind chance, i.e., due to errors while the genes are being copied from one generation to the next, thereby requiring billions of specimens and millions of years to result in significant mutations and (c) survival of the fittest: survival and eventual propagation to further generations is validated by the criterion of fitness, i.e., limited to those variations, which have successfully faced environmental pressures and competition from other species or variations within the same species. The cyclic component triad of (a) Transmission, (b) Diversification and (c) Validation, as described above, constitute a predominantly stochastic evolutionary process.

Which brings us to the second most significant landmark in the history of life – self-replicating organisms evolving over time into self-questioning ones. Entities with increasing brain size culminating in the acquisition of consciousness – capable of self-awareness, thought, making generalizations, understanding cause-effect relationships and refining them over lifetimes of successive generations, i.e., the human species – have arrived on the landscape. Evolutionary direction took a radically different turn – with the presence of entities capable of thought, the focus is no longer on the cumbersome and time consuming creation of newer life-forms, i.e., new species that better adapt to nature, but the much more efficient and faster (compared to geological time-scales) alternative – adapting nature itself to the betterment of life. To this end, man learnt to craft tools from surrounding materials for protecting, maintaining and improving the quality of life and to communicate through spoken and written words for the preservation of knowledge. Man also imbibed from the predecessor animal species, a vitally important factor for survival – that of living in herds, which evolved into groups, tribes, communities and eventually, elaborate social structures.

Fitting into this logical continuum of non-genetic evolution, the underlying principles also found a paradigm shift – (a) Idea-based transmission: at each stage, mutations or variations are transmitted as ideas captured in the medium of language, thereby adding to the knowledge, (b) Thought-driven diversification: modifications to existing knowledge are conceived and propelled by conscious and deliberate process of thought using scientific principles of theorizing, generalization, abstraction, modeling and prototyping – thus ensuring enormous economy and efficiency of time and material expended in this phase and (c) Validation through compatibility with life’s purpose: ideas are validated by their compatibility with the fundamental principle of life’s evolution stated earlier – adapting nature to the betterment of life. This is the cyclic component triad defining deterministic evolution. A self-reinforcing cycle that is still in the process of perfection – otherwise we would have seen yet another paradigm shift. Consequently, there are gaps in our knowledge – certain ‘expediency of the moment’ principles, which are still in operation today contradicting the very framework to which they are desperately clinging for support. More about these contradictions later – let us first prepare the ground and take a closer look at the Stochastic and Deterministic principles of evolution in operation.

To illustrate the contrast through a persuasive example – consider what would have happened, had the stochastic principles been still in operation after you and I came into existence. You are a physician by profession and you want later generations to advance it to greater levels of perfection. Just imagine that the only way you can propagate your professional knowledge is by transmitting your physician-ness to others through some genetic inheritance, i.e., only through conception of progeny. It might take tens of offspring at each generation and thousands of such generations taking their chances over millions of years for this particular, physician-ness genetic trait to dominate (if at all) over billions of other, similarly competing genes in the pool. Given such a scenario, you cannot even think of attempting to change the course of evolution. The consequences of the same situation driven by deterministic evolution are all too clear – we see it everyday in the phenomenally rapid progress being made in this world. Knowledge is passed on to later generations in verbal or documented form, changes are powered by conscious thought and validated by the logic of life sustenance and improvement. In light of these new evolutionary principles, every student of physics or scientist doing research in Relativity inherits the genes from Einstein, evolutionary scientist from Darwin and objectivist those of Ayn Rand. Every new model of car inherits from its earlier models and even from the models of rival car manufacturers. This is the evolution of substance.

The self-reinforcing cycle of deterministic evolution is reflected in better observation, better understanding, better communication and better learning from one other’s trials and errors – i.e., a process of perfecting the faculty of rational thought. Through this principle, man soon advanced from tribal communities into the build-up of harmonious social – and by extension national and international structures, i.e., an evolution of the form supporting the substance. After thousands of years of tribal wars and brutal conquests, a fairly stable map of international boundaries came into existence. Most illuminating of all, while this compulsion of “National Differentiation” was petering out into a plateau – in its most recent phase, life’s evolution experimented with “Rational Integration” and discovered a whole new world – a world within the world, a truly global village unfettered by color, race, culture, ethnicity, nationality and, uh! – religion. Life discovered America – the land of promise carved by enterprising immigrants over hundreds of years – the most successful nation on earth today, a model country on the verge of catapulting humanity into an exciting and glorious new epoch (release 3 of evolutionary history in the making if you will) thanks to the tremendous advances like internet technology, human genome project and stem cell research.
Is all of this going to change because of one mutant individual and his fanatic cohorts? Is America going back into a shell like the other countries and becoming one? Is the free world going to lose all the colossal gains of millions of years of evolutionary history and – instead of going forward to a potential release 3, regressing to release 2 like the Afghan cave dwellers and apes (bin Laden wants a Taliban like Islamic rule all over the world), or way back into release 1 of Anthrax type bacterial life forms? A couple of months ago, no one would have even guessed that people all over the world would be watching the map of Afghanistan as routinely as they watch the weather report and names like Taliban and Osama bin Laden would be on everyone’s lips like temperature and traffic. To find answers for this obnoxious aberration, let us not look at bin Laden, the person – let us look towards the principle that made him tick and made him a tick – a tiny bug waiting on the scaffolding with infinite patience to unleash a deadly disease – which, by all tenets of rational logic, should have been squashed long ago. Let us trace the origin and role of this principle in the development of social structures.

IV – Origins and evolution of religion

An inevitable consequence to the chain of “consciousness – thought – enquiry” is freewill. Simply put, you are aware of something, you think about it, ask a lot of questions – and you now have the freedom to act as you wish. An organism that cannot go through the above chain of process cannot act against its fundamental nature, i.e., the evolutionary force driving its life (survive – mutate – replicate), while free-willed entities like human beings can. You will not find an ape jumping off the cliff to commit suicide, but you will find a misguided fanatic who will do exactly that and if possible take thousands of lives with him. Combine freewill with social structure – since both factors are vital for enhancing the efficiency of evolution – and you now have a very potent mix that comes with a heavy price tag. It raises a host of moral and ethical issues. Note this very carefully – the question of ethics and morality arises only in the context of a community. For someone cast away on a remote island and living all alone, concepts like honesty, truthfulness and chastity are utterly ridiculous. Whether he runs naked on the beach, shouts obscenities at the top of his voice or makes faces at the sea is immaterial. Merely add one more person and there surfaces the issue of morality – if obtaining food to “survive” (as evolution demands) can be carried out “most efficiently” (without the risk or effort of searching or hunting for food) by stealing, why is it wrong? Add a group of ten or a community of hundred and complexity already piles up.

People realized through a process of rational thought, that even to steal or conquer, some one (the Prime Mover as Rand puts it) has to produce the goods to begin with. The futility of wars and conquests was soon recognized, since at some point or the other when the loot runs out, the prime movers once again have to step in to produce. Enslaving production (e.g., the Nazi controlled labor) is also merely a short-term solution since slaves by definition cannot flourish nor evolve. Eventually, people also understood that acquiring material comforts (following the evolutionary dictum – adapting nature to the betterment of life) and enjoying the fulfillment of life is a consequence of achievement, i.e., a contribution to the production pool of these material comforts and getting their due share in return, but not through dishonest or devious means (as the second handers do), which work only in the short term. Through this kind of enormous conceptual integration, people acquired wisdom. As a pioneering thinker, ahead not only of her times but ours as well, Ayn Rand analyzed these issues in her monumental works “The Fountain Head” and “Atlas Shrugged”. Unlike tens of thousands of other writers who primarily portrayed different types of conflict between “evil” and “good”, Rand illustrated through these books, her unique analytical capability to fictionalize conflicts between “good” and “ideal”.

The debate on issues of morality was going on at every stage in the development of human society – right from the early herds to tribes to communities to highly evolved social structures such as ours. And there were always some wise men in each of these stages, who managed levels of rational, conceptual integration necessary to grasp some of the principles of morality and of ethics. In order to maintain the social structure (remember that this is a vitally important factor for evolution) as a harmonious whole, the wise men took upon themselves the onus of teaching morality to society. They are already facing a contradiction because, as noted earlier, going against moral principles does have a short-term evolutionary advantage. It is relatively easy to teach how to make a bow and an arrow and shoot at running deer, but much, much more difficult to explain why one should not steal meat from the neighbor’s home – since both processes finally lead to food.

Faced with this vexatious issue, at some very early stages in the development of communities, the wise men of that era fell head-long into the extremely daunting, black hole of a trap – “Knowledge can be communicated but not Wisdom”. They took the inevitable shortcut and invented God and religion and became preachers, instead of teachers. The invocation of a supernatural force, outside the realm of day-to-day chores, helped them to make their pronouncements impervious to free enquiry and smothering freewill, i.e., as an entirely new set of assertions demanding to be accepted on faith as axioms. The intentions of these early preachers were perfectly benign – in order to ensure that humanity continued along the path of evolution within the framework of a society – which required production of food, clothing, shelter, protection and exchange of goods (the rational or free-enquiry based component of life), they used a little subterfuge and built a scaffolding to deal with the social and moral issues (the religious or faith-based component of life). This is when man’s conscience got split right down the middle – a dichotomy, which the society is still struggling to resolve.

One can find day-to-day examples of similar issues in modern world – a mother tells her young girl, – “the stork brought little Tommy next door”. A father admonishes his teenage son – “You broke your ankle playing football on a Sunday morning instead of going to the Church and this is God’s way of retribution”. An old lady comforts her granddaughter – “Do not grieve your miscarriage, God in his infinite wisdom has his own reasons for whatever he does”. Avoiding an explanation, instilling fear of the supernatural or administering something akin to a placebo – these are all well-meaning and harmless statements taken in isolation – assertions that terminate further enquiry and masquerade as axioms. Sooner or later the little girl realizes life’s realities, the boy learns his responsibilities and the mother moves on to conceive her next child. There is not much scope for mutations in these kinds of situations.

Rewind to the ancient times – like a drug-resistant parasite continuing to feed on its host, the scaffolding built to augment the path attracted more and more adherents and evolved simultaneously over time. It is said that a good teacher is one who becomes progressively redundant. In the context of religion, I want to add the corollary (which is perfectly valid even today) – “a good preacher is one who becomes progressively indispensable” and preachers started in ancient times as teachers. Religion also gave some preachers a mystic authority over society and no wonder they soon turned into rulers, i.e., evolving from indispensable into irreplaceable entities. Look at the diametrically opposite direction this evolutionary mutation has taken, because the fundamental premise on which it started is faulty.
Over time, with the evolving intellect leaning increasingly towards rationalism, questions were raised about the authority of religion. More and more people got into the game of religion, since the prospect of wielding power from the scaffolding without having to add value to the path was too tempting to resist (again, a short-term evolutionary advantage in operation). In the history of every religion, this marked the period of icons, holy books, tablets, elaborate rituals that dragged people further into ignorance, commandments, staged miracles and ex-communication of non-believers etc., further mystifying the issue. With more people rushing onto the scaffolding, there followed cults, sub-cults, variations and mutations – many of them surviving despite their dissimilarities, based on one fundamental tenet, viz., blind faith of their followers. Unlike the process of rational enquiry where each explanation further enhances the appetite for greater understanding till the truly persevering enquirer grasps things almost with a perceptual clarity, allegiance to religious faith does the exact opposite – each enquiry (if there is one) spawns further frustration and confusion, stultifying the mind and leaving a hazy, misty feeling of delusion.

V – Global branching of religion

The contrasting nature of these two forces was not lost on civilization. Even though the fundamental differences were not as clearly and not as well articulated (which we are able to do today after centuries of understanding), there was a simmering unrest in some societies about the uneasy and undeserved popularity of religion. In recorded history, western civilization took the giant leap and released governance from the shackles of religion, i.e., separate Church from the State. However, willy-nilly it still conceded the need for the scaffolding and the Church retained its independent status, letting the path take over the major ground of governance. As a result, Theocracy and its close cousins like Aristocracy and Autocracy eventually made way to the widely accepted Democratic form of governance in the west. War-torn societies settled down to make way for agricultural and industrial revolutions leading to phenomenal acceleration of growth. The impact of these events on civilization is that, the (so far) extremely successful laboratory of rational integration that is America, took its roots in the west and – with few exceptions, most western countries are by and large categorized today as “developed nations”.

The Middle-east, predominantly composed of Islamic nations did not make this transition. Despite the fact that the religious organization is very loosely strung (there is no position in Islam, equivalent to that of the Pope in Christianity, nor is there a proper hierarchy), religion by and large remained a strong under current and a unifying force among Muslims – because even the rudimentary distinction between the State and Religion could not be made from within. Whatever little transformation that took place in some of these countries, was primarily influenced by the example set by western civilization that material comforts are within the reach of humanity, through rational thought operating in a proper social framework and not by divine largesse. Individual examples are the emigrants from the Islamic nations seeking a peaceful existence in the west. The potency of religious fervor is however, illustrated by the fact that – even after the September 11 carnage, the response from the Heads of Islamic states is at best a very carefully measured support and from their general population is not even that.

Since the transition could not come from within, even today, whatever be the form of government, theocratic element plays a predominant role in these nations. Vestiges of stochastic evolution – one of whose driving principles is genetic transmission – are present in most of these Islamic societies where polygamy and proliferation of large numbers of progeny is the norm of religion and women are treated merely as conduits of conception. A sad, but harsh reality and a strange quirk of evolutionary branching – more so because, in present times the different branches are being entwined in the convergent evolution of cross-cultural societies and comparisons become inevitable. Equally inevitable are the ruptures that take place (one of the reasons of the current strife) – when the different branches are being grafted together superficially and not at the fundamental or cellular level. Steeped in religious ignorance, Muslim community by and large could not reconcile with the materialism (more about this later) of the west. Most of these nations remained predominantly under-developed and their social structures a long way from democracy.

Countries in the East are primarily influenced by the religion of Hinduism and its offshoots like Buddhism, Jainism etc. In the East, ancient history does not record that religion played a domineering role in governance in any of the countries. It is more like the Kings approached priests for advice on matters of what they thought to be religious importance. Once again, the organizational structure is very loosely knit but religion kept itself aloof, more or less maintaining the stand that – it is the seeker of knowledge who should go in search of a teacher and not vice versa. Unlike Islam, which historically attempted to propagate its creed through violence and conquests, and unlike Christianity, which in its later period, peacefully tried to spread its message through missionaries, Hinduism never subscribed to the oxymoronic concept of converting non-believers. Here is one evolutionary branch of religion, which realized that it should not evolve through any organizational structure, nor by propagation.

Probably, the best illustration of the characteristics of Hindu religious thought comes from the teachings of one of the modern day philosophers. Breaking away from the Theosophical society, which was grooming him to be its spearhead, Jiddu Krishnamurti (JK) announced in 1929 -

Man cannot come to it (the realization of truth) through any organization, through any creed, through any dogma, priest or ritual, not through any philosophic knowledge or psychological technique. If an organization be created for this purpose, it becomes a crutch, a weakness, a bondage, and must cripple the individual, and prevent him from growing, from establishing his uniqueness, which lies in the discovery for himself of that absolute, unconditioned Truth.

Note however the decisive contrast – the East did not have to contend with the major step of separating the State (i.e., social structures or the form for supporting the path) from Religion (the scaffolding), while the West did go through this step and learnt the hard way and from first principles, the critically important application (materialism) of man’s preeminent evolutionary dictum, viz., adapting nature to the betterment of life.

In this context, Hinduism totally lost its contemporary relevance – it could never fully come to grips with the Western Materialism. Let me once again quote JK -

An American lady came to see me a couple of years ago, during the war. She said she had lost her son in Italy and that she had another son aged sixteen whom she wanted to save; so we talked the thing over. I suggested to her that to save her son she had to cease to be an American; she had to cease to be greedy, cease piling up wealth, seeking power, domination, and be morally simple – not merely simple in clothes, in outward things, but simple in her thoughts and feelings, in her relationships. She said, “That is too much. “You are asking far too much. I cannot do it, because circumstances are too powerful for me to alter”. Therefore she was responsible for the destruction of her son.

This extremely pathetic and almost pitiable misrepresentation of materialism is unfortunately not limited to Eastern thinkers alone. Most people in the West are, even today, struggling to understand its fundamentals and there arises the need for that extra mile.
What is the true meaning of wealth – what kind of people pile it up in which type of forms and towards what purpose, what is really meant by selfishness, by materialism, by capitalism, who are the people that seek power and who are the Fountain Heads, who are the Prime Movers and who the Second Handers? Even for a thinker with the utmost clarity of understanding and a writer with unmatched crispness of literary style like Ayn Rand, it took two massive fictional works and scores of other writings in an attempt to answer these questions for the world. She could not do it – not on a truly global scale of establishing a norm – people were not ready for her in peacetime. Rand’s Objectivism is the only philosophical structure emanating as a logical consequence of the evolution – materialism chain. The extra mile is truly an epic journey, a quantum leap that would lead to a paradigm shift in our comprehension of the very evolutionary foundation of the universe, of the laws of causality and entropy, through an enormous conceptual integration of scientific, philosophical, psychological and existential perspectives. Are we willing to go for it and if yes, what is it that we need to do?

VI – The long term course of action for the future

If we accept the principle of evolutionary life, viz., “adapting nature itself to the betterment of life”, as an axiom, we should also accept that the future can be controlled by the choices we make today, that we are entities with freewill capable of moving towards betterment of life and not driftwood left at the mercy of supernatural fate. The scaffolding of religion was felt necessary in ancient times when there was a quantum gap between the different levels of understanding of people in the society. It was felt at a time when social hierarchy played a very prominent role and concepts like democracy and equality before law were beyond even the realm of human imagination. Felt at a time when even the wisest did not have the capabilities of conceptual integration necessary to realize that communication of wisdom begins by stating that there is not only knowledge, but a hierarchy of knowledge as well and at a time when teachers like Rand did not evolve to hit the nail by stating that when you are stuck with a contradiction, check your premises. No one doubts that since then, we have come a long, long way along the road of progress by building powerful supporting structures to strengthen the path of evolution. To what end? – the WTC bombings? a bunch of fanatics holding the world to ransom forcing retreat and regression?

In this century, which we were all looking forward to with eager and exciting anticipation not long ago, we have all the ingredients and the infrastructure to take our progress to its crowning glory. What we need is the pragmatic philosophy of objectivism and not even a vestige of the dogmatic philosophy of religion – any religion. I have heard many people say in defense of religion – Science or rational enquiry does not answer all the questions we face in our lives. There are things beyond our comprehension. I fully agree with their problem but not their solution. The counter lies in the very statement when someone says – “does not answer all the questions”, he is already conceding that it answers most of the questions. So the problem is not with the process of rational enquiry but our application of the same. A quasi-placebo like religion is a far cry from the medicine of rational enquiry. Religion, which started as a convenient prop, a scaffolding and since then became the quagmire of eternally captured preachers, priests and their confused flock, a haven for freeloaders, prophets, hawkers, looters and downright fanatic psychopaths has no place in the rational, logical scheme of things in the world. I was running the spell-checker on this document and MS-word helpfully suggested in place of Taliban – Tailbone. How apt indeed!, a tiny remnant of the ugly relic inherited from our simian ancestors.
The scaffolding draws its strength from the people who flock to it now and then and not through any divine intervention. People have to make a conscious, deliberate choice today, to shun religion altogether or at the very least completely dissociate with organized religion to begin with. If you are not in a position to make this kind of a serious, long-term commitment, what I am going to say by way of an immediate solution to the upheaval the world is facing, will not make any sense and for that matter, what I have said so far should not make any sense either. The onus of making this commitment lies even more on those willing individuals, who have been adhering to Islamic faith so far – to the extent that they have to make vociferous, public declarations of their rejection of religion. For individuals from other faiths, who are not willing to make a commitment to shun their own religions, it would be hypocritical even to consider my suggestion.

VII – A rational description of the present issue

War is not the solution for any problem. America, the most advanced nation on earth going to war against Afghanistan, the most backward country is an even more ridiculous non-solution. Property destruction is always a step backward in evolution – even the terrorist’s training camps could be remodeled to house the Afghans. Destroying a $100 worth of structure with a $10,000 air sortie makes absolutely no economic sense and it is even more ludicrous when everyone including the US government expects itself to foot the bill for renovating the destruction.

Killing people, even in war, is not the solution for a nation, which has so scrupulously upheld human rights. It makes even less sense to kill members of the al Qaeda or Taliban, who in some macabre, masochistic way want to spread and motivate their ilk by dying and achieving so called martyrdom. Going after them is worse still because it is difficult to make out whether they are dead or alive in those caves or have already escaped to Pakistan. And even if the al Qaeda in Afghanistan is destroyed, how is anyone going to flush out their international network, the sleepers in US or stop their financiers from future support?

While the 22 most wanted terrorists and their financiers are still on the loose, US or the free world can never relax in peace. What is the economic sense in guarding something like a $3M property with an annual security budget of $1M that demands a three-year advance payment? How is any country going to fight an unseen enemy for an unlimited number of years to achieve an undefined objective? Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld repeatedly stressed during his briefings the unconventional nature of the present war. The whole exercise is so complex and futile, even the best of military planners can only throw their hands up in despair. The irony is that everyone in the administration is perfectly and painfully aware of these problems. They are stuck due to the lack of an alternative, because of their conventional approach in dealing with an unconventional issue, and more importantly because the precise nature of the current strife still remains to be properly understood.
Let us define the problem first – bin Laden declares that it is a war between Islam and Christianity. America declares that it is a war between the Free world and Terrorism. All these four entities are derived concepts so far removed from fundamentals that everyone is finally getting bogged down in a war of words, in a war of rhetoric. In objective reality, it is the catastrophic culmination of the rift going on since ages, between rational thought on one side and blind religious faith on the other – the former evolving towards its most glorious form of Rational Integration that is America and the later into its most virulent mutation of Religious Annihilation that is Islamic Terrorism. Attacking the symptoms without a long-term commitment to cure the root of the disease will not only be hypocritical in the present context but a fatal medical blunder.

VIII – And finally the rational solution for the present crisis

Watching the collapse of twin towers, I felt that I have seen the most horrifying spectacle on earth. My first stupefied thought was the recollection of Ayn Rand’s passage about protecting the magnificent New York skyline with one’s own body. How could some people use their bodies and that of hundreds of other innocents to violently deface this skyline? What kind of power could propel people to such an obscene extremity, which is even beyond the realm of normal human imagination? I could get a glimpse of that when I first saw and heard bin Laden on TV – the chilling motivator of the destruction. The next thing that was chiseled into my mind was an Afghan speaking to a TV reporter – “Americans are non-believers and we will kill them”. There was no malice in his voice, no hatred and not even the trace of an emotion. A shiver ran down my spine – here is an average citizen who would go looking for the nearest non-believer whose throat he could slit, as routinely as a visitor to the WTC would have gone looking for the nearest trashcan to throw litter. I saw where from bin Laden was drawing his strength.

That was nothing – next scene: a batch of young “students” in a “school” rocking their heads and torsos back and forth, back and forth with jerky motions like hashish laden zombies, reciting some voodoo incantations. Their vapid eyes are not even paying attention to the big display board in front of them reading “Death to America”. Everything else paled into insignificance and I realized with crystal clarity why bin Laden is so smug in his pronunciations of ultimate victory. Here is his “vision” of the future and here are his Universal Soldiers of destruction. He must be having a hearty laugh about the UN inspection teams for chemical, biological or nuclear weapons in the Arab nations. He is mass manufacturing the deadliest weapon no super technology could match and no UN committee could touch – the psyche-washed human bomb. Even if 1% of his disciples live to the age of 20, every single one storied and higher building in the world will collapse faster than any technology could build them. Living on this planet with these zombies as my co-inhabitants, without even making a token effort to be heard, is the ultimate hypocrisy I cannot permit myself. Bombing these “schools” or destroying these “students” of malevolence, who could not even experience an iota of “freewill” in their lives so far, is absolutely out of the question – that is against the principle of evolution. Moreover, it does not solve the long-term problem of preventing the recurrence of such “schools”, nor the urgent need for nabbing the terrorist network.

Unlike rationalism, which is the self-polarizing component of our lives that does not primarily need an external magnet, the irrational element, i.e., religion, is quintessentially iconic. Like a master hypnotist who swings a pendant to entrance his subjects, purveyors of religion mystify their followers through rituals, through shrines and books. The purportedly permanent icons become the point of primary focus and the mortal hypnotist fades into a distant, secondary relevance. Long time ago, I read the story about a hypnotist who died on stage in the middle of a session and his subjects were brought back from trance by reversing the effects of his prop – a swinging pendant. The only way to break the deadly spell is to go after the icons, after the shrines and rituals.

Tuning in to one of the radio talk-shows while driving, I heard a listener ask why the US should not bomb the mosques of Mecca and Madina, in retaliation for WTC bombings. Destruction, unfortunately can never be the solution. In future, these two mosques could be converted into befitting museums for projecting the perils of religious evil that destroyed WTC, so that history will not repeat its mistakes. An intense, global and non-destructive campaign of ridiculing Islam is the only way to segregate and flush out the hard-core militants from the average citizenry, who are primarily interested in “mundane” matters like filling their bellies.

According to one news report, Afghan people are disappointed that US is dropping sheets of ad campaign and not money from the air. Give them a chance to earn their keep. Drop small pieces of jigsaw puzzle that combine to make the face of bin Laden with a big X across. Throw in an occasional currency bill. Those who collect the required pieces to combine the puzzle and attest on the backside that they want bin Laden captured, get a prize of $10. Another jigsaw could be the exalting motif of WTC in the foreground towering over the mosques. Drop billions of such pieces at the Mecca and Madina mosques during the Ramadan season. The idea of “selling America”, as an ad agency describes the American PR campaign in Afghanistan, is preposterous considering the level of their comprehension. Instead, “buy their attention”. Ridicule Islam to such an extent through a powerful ad campaign that every follower feels the shame and looks at bin Laden as the scourge who brought this on them and not the hero they made him out to be. Give them a chance to cleanse the vermin in their midst.

Saudi Arabia, a supposedly friendly nation of the US, also actively sponsors religious “schools”, which teach virulent hatred against the west. This aristocratic nation does not divulge background information on the suicide bombers and refuses to freeze the assets of terrorist financiers. Tell them in unequivocal terms that the pamphlet campaign at their two mosques will stop only after the 22 most wanted terrorists are accounted for, their global network wiped out and their financiers, whose assets are frozen in the west, are ostracized throughout the Islamic world. In every suspected terrorist hideout all over the world, continue this campaign against Islam.
A monumental ridicule of their icons confuses the zombie kids and their wardens giving them a fair chance to shake off their diabolical state of trance. As to the terrorist core of al Qaeda – they are prepared to face death or wage a war of attrition from their globally dispersed hideouts. But they will not be able to withstand an immense campaign of excommunication from their fellow Islamic followers (which is their physical strength) and the terrible taunting of sustained religious ridicule (their psychological strength). Hijacking their motive power and reversing the same as a relentless weapon against them would be the last thing they would expect. But if you look closely, this is exactly the strategy bin Laden used to win the first round. An aircraft, one of the greatest inventions of rational thought, moving towards a purposeful destination, was reversed in mid-air to cause senseless destruction. The rational purpose of the fuel on board, which was to energize the aircraft soar, was reversed and its energy used to devastate yet another great triumph of the rational human intellect – the WTC skyscrapers. He reversed the potency of rational thought to destroy the products of rational thought. A dire note of warning I wish to repeat in closing – ridiculing any religion without seriously examining and eliminating one’s own irrational beliefs would lead to a catastrophic boomerang.

IX – Epilogue

What we are experiencing today is a spasmodic convulsion of religion. If unchecked, there will be many more to come – after all, this is the fundamental nature of a longstanding strife. Whether we are prepared to go down with it burdened by unresolved contradictions and unidentified fundamentals, or snap into full focus to uphold the principle of evolution, the under current of life itself – is up to us. No doubt evolution is ultimately going to prevail – it is the mother of all principles and by axiomatic definition subsumes religion. The only catch is that Evolution has all the time in the universe, at its disposal. It has taken hundreds of millions of years for the present day events to unfold – a few more millions of years of waiting to assert the inexorable supremacy of evolution is not really significant, when perceived along geological time-scales.

The question is, are we prepared to wait that long, or – as the only conscious life-forms that have evolved on earth, the only thinking, rational beings capable of questioning our very origins and who have come a long, long way in understanding the same – do we have the courage of our convictions, to hold the axiomatic, rational, cause-effect relationships in full focus today – and steer this fundamental principle along its proper course?

Author’s note on suggested additional reading material

* Ayn Rand’s works on the philosophy of objectivism, in particular her fiction
* Richard Dawkins’ popular science books about the theory of evolution
* John Gribbin’s popular science books about modern physics

Nagendra Rentala (b. 09/23/1953) holds a Doctorate degree in Geophysics. A member of the New York Academy of Sciences and recipient of the Young Scientist Award of the  Indian National Science Academy (1982), he worked for over 20 years teaching and researching in the field of Computational Geophysics in Osmania University, Hyderabad, India. He was a Visiting Scientist at the following institutions – Dept. of Geological Sciences, University of Birmingham, Birmingham, UK – 1986/87; Dept. of Earth Sciences, Christian Albrechts University, Kiel, Germany – 1992/93; Dept. of Disaster Research, GeoForschungsZentrum, Potsdam, Germany – 1996/97. A keen Chess enthusiast, he visited Switzerland (playing in the Chess Olympiad in Lucerne – 1982 as a member of the Indian team), Russia, Spain, Germany, Slovakia and Hong Kong in various capacities like player, coach and organizer. Fascinated in 1990 by reading the works of Ayn Rand, he started practicing Objectivism. He has to his credit numerous radio and TV presentations on popular science topics, articles of topical interest and articles in Computer Science / Geophysics journals. An Indian by nationality, for the past 3+ years he is working in the US as a Senior Programmer / Analyst specializing in the development of Lotus Notes / Domino based Internet business applications. He currently lives alone in Bellflower, CA, USA. He may be contacted directly at nrentala@hotmail.com but the-vu encourages feedback through the feedback page so that readers can share in the debate.

Breasts and Yoga Don’t Mix

By S.D. Craig

Breasts and yoga do not mix. Ask me how I know this?  A clever reader would know the answer to that question.

In recent months, since meeting Rodney Yee a la Oprah’s show, the thought of yoga once again crossed my mind.  I’ve been considering this form of stretching and exercise for many decades, but never got serious about trying it.

You must know, for the sake of this article, that I moved to the county where Raquel Welch was born, at the tender and impressionable age of sixteen.

Yes, she was Miss Fairest of the Fair, and so on.  With a body like that, every teenaged girl in San Diego envied her, even after the shock of finding out she was the first ‘real movie star’ that had a breast enlargement operation.  Wow.  Was that a shocker.  We didn’t even know you could do that.  And then we began to wonder, if ours didn’t grow, could we do this, too?

Unfortunately for some, they grew too well.  And too far out.  And too heavy.  Our shoulders ached, our bras weren’t as attractive as those less well-endowed, we were at risk when we ran or did jumping jacks.  I was lucky enough not to encounter this problem until I gained weight later in life.  But now I know.

Yoga and breasts do not mix.

The purchase of several yoga tapes was a study of a few weeks.  Rodney Yee’s AM and PM Yoga videos were advised.  Then another was added from a Costco best buy.  Marilyn somebody or other.  Okay.  It was all set then.  A go.  Couldn’t back out now.  I told the husband just to ensure this.  Once I speak something out loud, I’m one of those ones who must follow through whenever possible.  Was it possible?

Who knew.

A week into A.M. Yoga, listening to Rodney Yee’s mesmerizing voice and stretching our bodies, folding them over in ways we never knew existed, we realized we needed tools.  The tools of the trade.  $90 plus bucks was plunked out.  We had to go through with this now, didn’t we?  We were indebted to yoga.

Wow.  We are cool now.  We have matching purple mats, purple bricks to lean on, and straps (washable, whew) to use when flexibility isn’t yet an option.  Lordie me, the thought of it all made my muscles ache.

We begin anew, tools in place, practicing with them for the first time.  I realize Rodney never had to bend in half with breasts.  He’s well-toned and has a body to make a warrior green with envy, but not a curvy chest in sight.  Lucky him.  Marilyn, well, she’s like a lot of yoga women.  Not full up top.  Not that I mind that, being green with envy myself some days.  These exercises are meant for them –  those as flexible as Gumby, and as toned as a runner.  With no chests to speak of.

Sweat trickles down my brow, even under the bandana swabbed around it to catch the same.  Grimace on my face, I try to continue to breathe as I do upside-down dog poses, cobbler’s poses, mountain poses.  Breathe.  Calmly.  Relaxation.  Meditate.  Breathe.

Only it turns to gasp, choke, cough in my case.  My husband looks at me and I snap, “Well, Rodney never had to do yoga with a pair of 40 C’s on his chest, did he?”  Smirk.

I am convinced that as I tone up, slim some portions down more, I can attempt to be like Marilyn and Rodney.  Full figured women do this.  I know they do.  Look at Raquel.  Did she keep that figure by skipping out on yoga all her life?  No.  Go see “Tortilla Soup” and you’ll know what I mean.

The girl can bend.  Breasts and all.  I’m e-mailing her for her secrets.

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Urgently Objectivist

By G.E. Nordell

“The individual can take initiatives without anybody’s permission.”
R. Buckminster Fuller

Urgency

In reference to Ayn Rand and her statements about Mankind’s Highest Value being that of Survival, I am, I guess, quite cynical in that I believe that Mankind is on its way to non-survival: that is, that Mankind [currently Homo sapiens] will soon die out, like the dinosaurs and the species Homo erectus that preceded us. The growing ozone hole; square miles of Alaskan tundra thawing each day; the poisons in our oceans and rivers and bodies; the poisons in our society; the burning of the ‘lungs of the Earth’, the Amazon rain-forest; the death of coral reefs around the planet; the freaky weather – all are demonstrations that the current path of Mankind is leading to an unconscious self-destruction. The Culture Structure that is supposed to ensure our survival is instead pointed directly to species suicide.

I say that the very survival of this species that you and I belong to requires of us all an extraordinary effort that is not now being generated, at least not inside the Culture Structure. This species must bring into use the 90% of the human brain that lies fallow in unconsciousness; the species must direct major effort toward overcoming the existing mess – ecologically, economically, ontologically; increasing numbers of members of Mankind must develop new personal skills to prevent our predictable future, which is non-survival.

There is Something inherent in the unused and unfulfilled potential of this species, possibly to take shape as a new species [which I designate Homo cogitus: Reasoning Man], and we must bring forth that Something or else the cetaceans will be left as rulers of the planet.

The intention of my book “Working Minds: A Philosophy of Empowerment” is to reach and enroll one reader at a time into individual and active concern for the terrible urgency of the modern situation, so that eventually folks with developing and mature Working Minds will find themselves working in concert, working together as individuals to generate Empowerment, to fulfill each individual’s potential, so that Mankind can fulfill its dormant potential – without which Mankind will not indeed survive.

Said another way, Mankind will not survive by complacency, by half-heartedly attempting the survival of our present institutions; Mankind must fulfill its potential – great numbers of individuals must do so, in many and various forms – or Mankind will simply die out.

And you the reader – and you members of We The Living and other Objectivist groups – must take this on, and pass the urgency on to others, or Mankind has no future.

copyright 1999 by Gary Edward Nordell, all rights reserved

The preceding is an excerpt from Chapter One of G.E. Nordell’s forthcoming book, “Working Minds: A Philosophy of Empowerment”. An excerpt of which is also posted on the Working Minds website Working Minds.

Floating with the Flock

By S.D. Craig

How many times have you thought something bad about someone who is heavier than you?  Or said it out loud?  And do you realize that this is discrimination, that it hurts, that it isn’t helpful or supportive?  No, probably you haven’t thought about those things until it was too late.  Or maybe, you just didn’t think.  Period.  Ouch.

So many times in my life, someone has hurt my feelings and though I admit I’m a ‘sensitive plant,’ (my husband says so), it doesn’t take much to have someone prick you in an area that they feel you need improvement in.  The key word here is “they.”  It seems that either they are insensitive louts or they’re busybodies.  All in the name of love, most times.  Whether you wanted the advice or opinion matters not.

They are floating with the flock, as it were.

The flock is society and the media, magazines and advertisements, flaunting that the only way to be popular, to be lovely, is to weigh no more than a girl of thirteen.  The damage this is doing to our young children, not to mention ourselves, is horrendous.  And floating with the flock sickens me.

People need to stop this behavior.  I would no sooner think to inform someone they needed to gain weight or lose weight than I would think to murder them in cold blood.  It just never occurs to me to advise where it’s not wanted.  I learned my lesson long ago to be tactful and keep my nose in my own business.  Most days.

If I thought someone was in grave danger, I might change my mind.  But for the most part, I try to be helpful in a myriad of other ways and, if someone needs me, to be there for them and be supportive.

Society will never learn if we keep pointing out fat people (is there a nice reason to do this?) or saying to a friend, “Doesn’t she need to lose twenty pounds before she wears that outfit again?”  It’s human decency, it’s consideration of feelings.

Floating with the flock will eventually mean you’re one of them.  The non-people.

Stay down to earth and love your neighbors, whether they’re big, little, old or young, rich or poor.  Wouldn’t that be a feather in your cap?

About the writer:

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Fat Habitat

By S.D. Craig

In reading a fellow author’s article this morning about loving fat people, it got me started again. Yep, you got it. On my favorite subject. Weight. Or anything to do with someone who has what the world considers a weight problem.

Is there a reason that people need titles or names, other than their given one? Explain this to me, would you?

Why must we point out that a woman who was rude to us today at Wal-Mart was black? Or that this crazy driver was Asian? Or the bank teller who was so slow was white trash, it seemed? Then again, it leads me to my point.

Why must someone be categorized at all? Isn’t this racism? And isn’t there a category for the person claiming all these things?

If we say, look at that heavy-set man over there eating the two ice cream cones, why was that necessary? As easily explained in saying he is wearing Teva sandals or brown shorts that are too long? How about “Look at the guy eating two ice cream cones?” Better yet.

Why must one be so specific, to the point that is it considered rude or racist or downright bad manners? I don’t understand it, but I know I’m guilty, too, at times.

This must be the week for admitting I’m not perfect or always sweet.

Writing an article that states that you love fat people, well, let’s face it — the word is abrasive to me. Maybe because I’m considered one of “them.” It offends me to be singled out this way. How about, I just love people of all ages, types, natures, and nationalities?

For me, that is a much better choice, and one nobody can argue much with.

To say I love skinny people, tall people, fat people, people with straight hair, come on. In being so damned specific, you are telling me there’s a problem somewhere in there down deep.

I guess it reverts back to that old song about loving your brother.

Why can’t we all just get along?

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

How Many Men Does One Woman Need?

By S.D. Craig

I can speak from experience, and oh, how I’ve learned, about men in my life.  And men in other women’s lives, too.  That’s not to say I typecast men in general, but there are a few things about both sexes that just fall into place just about every time.  You can count on it.

Men may often talk about or wonder about what women really need.  And if they ever got brave enough to ask us, we may or may not tell them the truth.  Some women like mysterious.  They like to be mysterious.  I truly think there’s a bit of good in the fact that men don’t always know what we’re going to do next.  It keeps them on their toes.

My Mom, to this day, still delightfully surprises my Dad.  She’s such a package of energy, femininity, spirit, brains and talent – I can’t believe it.  Fact is, neither can he.  He still looks over at Mom as if he has no idea how he bagged that one, ya know?  I hear him chuckle as he relates the “new crazy thing Mom did on the golf course today,” golf being his world that he invites her into once in a little bitty while.  He might be busy laughing over the new ways she finds to trip and fall, whether walking or on her bike.  She turned sixty-nine yesterday and I still can’t keep up with her.  But this story is about men.  Males.  Masculinity.  The stronger sex.  The ones who make more money (though that’s ’another argument).

Wanting is not the same as getting and I’m a practical woman.  We all want a Mel Gibson, a Brad Pitt, a Harrison Ford, no?  But what we get is something between there and the slob in the Lazy Boy stuffing Cheetos and beer down, hollering like a lunatic at the 49ers on TV, belly peeking out under the old white T-shirt, socks hanging off the end of his toes.

Don’t get me wrong.  We truly want a real man.  But he needs a few things to fulfill our needs, doesn’t he?  How many men does it take to please one woman?  And can he be a combo of these or does she need separate men for her to be happy?  Good questions.  Thank you.

A woman should begin life with a father and for all of you who didn’t have much in the way of this in your lives, I apologize.  It’s unforgivable.  A female needs a manly man to look up to, or even a softhearted one who cries over movies with her.  It doesn’t matter.  A fatherly figure stands a woman in good stead from diapers and pigtails through dating, marriage and sometimes, even divorce.  A daddy is a good thing.  Sugar daddies were invented for a reason.

There’s a definite need for a handyman in a lady’s life.  A mechanic is nice, also, but not entirely necessary, though a two for one deal here is a real plus.  When she’s knee-deep in filthy sink water, it’s nice to know Mr. Fix-It is just a few feet away on that Lazy Boy.  When that SUV tank breaks down, it’s great to have a guy whose nails aren’t perfect and manicured looking under that hood with some know-how in his eyes.

A sex God?  You’ve seen those nude statues in downtown areas or parks, of the man sculpted to beat all.  Whoa.  Oh yes, a woman needs a man to make her feel like a woman.  That’s not to mean she can’t be a woman without a man, not at all.  But when it comes to the bedroom sports (or wherever you take them in), he’s got to know how to make her purr, push her buttons, stroke her skin.  Don’t forget her hair, nothing’s sexier than a man brushing a woman’s hair (and if they’re both naked, it’s even better).  Romance her, do little things that will be remembered forever.  Men think women aren’t interested in sex.  Don’t you listen to those silly voices in your heads, honey.  If you know what you’re doing, your woman will be interested in about as much romp time (or more) than you can handle.  Uh huh.  Tenderness, appreciation, affection and attention.  What aphrodisiacs.

Earning a living does fall somewhere in the things that makes a woman happy, but a man with his finger on his wallet or the check at dinner makes us smile.  Oh, doesn’t it though?  This going dutch stuff went out long ago, in a Southern woman’s opinion.  Nothing’s better than knowing our man can handle things come fire, flood or famine — famine being the one where he can afford to take us out to dinner every Friday night for the rest of our born days.  We want jewelry and candy and flowers and all that.  Don’t kid yourself we’re satisfied with less.  This doesn’t make a woman materialistic, just feeling like she’s taken care of.

A communicator is high on a woman’s list, a man to talk to and who can hold up the end of a decent conversation.  In with this falls the great listener, too.  Can he repeat back to you everything you say?  Once in a while, I stop in the midst of regaling some tale to Bob and ask him what I’ve just said.  Just checking.  Almost always, he can repeat it to me but I’ve caught him a time or two with no idea what I was saying.  Talk and listen.  Both key words in any relationship, whether it’s with your woman, your children or your parents.  Nobody likes someone who is bent on discussing themselves non-stop.

Along those same lines, let’s add to that a man with a wonderful sense of humor, which includes being able to laugh at himself and not just others.  We don’t need Jim Carrey here, but we don’t want a sourpuss face or a grump to live with.  Humor should be spontaneous, should come often, and let laughter bubble up in your lives more often than it doesn’t.  It’s a fabulous thing, laughter, especially when shared.  I know, I know.  I do laugh out loud at times and I’m completely alone.  So, what’s your point?

Now, I add this one as a personal suggestion.  A woman wants her man to be a good, safe driver.  Thank you for letting me say that.  Not a tailgater, not Parnelli Jones on the interstate, just a plain old “get-me-where-I-wanna-go” kind of man.

Let me say I’m not limiting this list to the above characteristics nor saying all these men can be put into one body.  But we can hope, can’t we?

This is, after all, the new millennium.

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Bowling….The Good Life?

By Cynthia Bellai

Do you know “Ed,” the bowling alley lawyer? He caught his wife fooling around with the postman, went back to his hometown, ran into the girl he had a crush on in high school, bought the local bowling alley as an excuse to stay near her, and found his legal services to be in demand. Ed and I have a lot in common, except the part about being a lawyer. And the part about the wife and the girl. Still, the bond between us is strong because Ed owns a bowling alley and I want to own one.

Lest anyone get the wrong idea, my epiphany came to me long before NBC’s hit show began airing last fall. I have friends who can attest to it. I can even remember the moment the idea smacked me right in the head. I was attending a friend’s birthday party at a very cool, very tiny bowling alley in Montrose, having a great time, when I suddenly thought (and I believe I even said it out loud), “Telluride needs a bowling alley.”

Now I need to explain a little something about Telluride. Located in southwest Colorado, it’s about one mile long and half a mile wide, over 9,000 feet above sea level, and has a local population of approximately 1500 (not counting the dogs that seem to be in abundance there). Being an old mining town, the main activity of any evening is drinking. No kidding. There’s at least fifteen bars in this little box canyon retreat.

To date I have never seen a town more beautiful than Telluride, which is why I have been going back there consistently for the last ten years. But there’s more to my desire for having a business there than living in such wonderful territory. I truly believe that Telluride needs a bowling alley. They have plenty of outdoor activities—skiing, hiking, horseback riding, rock climbing, mountain biking, fishing, hang gliding, etc. But what is there to do on a rainy day? Not much, except go to the movies. Same with the evenings. And what about folks like me who want to have fun without expending a lot of physical energy? Again, we’re relegated to the bars or the movies. There is plenty of space available for an alternative recreational activity.

But the other reason why Telluride has such an attraction for me is its community. Unlike more urban settings—where people live close together physically but on different planets socially—or more rural settings where people may share the same concerns but live miles apart, Telluride seems to have a living, breathing community heart. The people of the town are close both physically and socially. They play together, work together, and solve (or debate!) community issues together. They certainly don’t always agree, but they do try to improve and preserve the spirit of Telluride. That’s the kind of town that I would like to be a part of. And those are the kind of people I’d like my bowling alley to serve—families, neighbors, co-workers, and everybody’s children. And for the most part, bowling is a group activity. It’s just not that much fun when you bowl by yourself. You need your friends and family around to tease you relentlessly about your gutter balls.

So what steps have I taken toward my goal? Not many, unless you count a lot of daydreaming. A couple of months ago I decided I needed a second job, and it occurred to me that for wanting to own a bowling alley so badly, I knew absolutely nothing about it. I started applying for jobs at bowling alleys in the Los Angeles area until I finally found one at the lovely  Mar Vista Lanes. Now I can learn and observe from the inside, so that I can one day fit all the pieces together.

To be perfectly honest with you, I never considered my desire to own a bowling alley to be unusual. It was just an idea that occurred and then continued to grow on me. But the few people I’ve mentioned it to have been fascinated by both the idea of doing it and by the idea of me doing it. I suppose it’s a profession that most people don’t even consider. I do remember when I was very, very young, my first best friend’s grandparents owned a bowling alley. And while I also thought that was unusual, I think I felt that way because they were the only people I knew who actually owned a business. Most of the adults I knew at the time just worked for different companies.

What I find to be amusing about the whole idea is that I am neither a good bowler nor an avid bowler. Even now that I’m working at a bowling alley, I rarely bowl. A great score for me is 90 (out of a possible 300). I can’t bowl for beans. But it doesn’t matter, because I have just as much fun doing it if I score 10 or 300. And that, to me, is the undeniably best thing about bowling—you can have a great time whether you suck or excel at the game. (Not to mention the fact that it has been unscientifically proven that drinking improves your bowling score.  What other sport can claim that?)

So slap a pair of red, white and blue shoes on me and call me hooked—the world of bowling is calling my name and the San Juan Mountains are beckoning this mountain mama home. With a lot of luck, a lot of hard work, and a lot of community support, you and I will be bowling in Telluride!

(Many thanks to the Montrose Bowling Alley for the initial inspiration.)

When not working at the splendiferous Mar Vista Lanes in Los Angeles or the equally enchanting Avalon Transportation Company, Cynthia Bellai can usually be found lounging around Mexico or Colorado, not working on her Master’s thesis.

The Swooshing of My Thighs

By S.D.Craig

Oh, the wonders of society, when they came up with the word “cellulite” for us women of thighs. We now had a name for that cottage cheese dimpling our legs, God help us. It’s kind of like PMS, isn’t it? Now that they’ve actually given a name out loud for it, we’ve all got it. There are meds for it, there are prescriptions written by the oodles for it, we must have it then. I wouldn’t doubt there are clothes for it by now.

The thighs have long since been one of the seven wonders of the world. Okay, maybe the ninth. They have been lean, tanned, muscular and toned. They have been wobbly, sickly, white and pasty in Winter, and downright jiggly. They have stood us up for years, and yet, we hate them. We want to trade with someone with cool thighs. Someone with legs to their armpits.

One of the most annoying things about having heavier legs than normal is that noise. You know the one. The whispering of thighs in certain materials. Pantyhose, silk, satin, that warm-up suit you wear. The noise means your thighs are too big. It means, oh dear, that you cannot see through them.

For a big woman, I have always had this dream that one day a man could stand behind me, yes, and really see through my thighs. Not THROUGH them, but between them. Yes, air. Those legs like Ally McBeal has, when she stands there, you can see through her thighs. It’s disgusting, isn’t it? I mean, Ally needs some fat. Good Lord, in a breeze, the girl will fall over, I’m sure of it.

But I hang around, continue to walk, swim, do a bit of Tai Boxing here and there. All this in hopes that not only will my health be better, maybe I’ll drop some weight, but it’s the swooshing of the thighs thing.

You might think I’m odd, but I’d like to hear other things, as I move about. Like a conversation, music, the tinkling of wind chimes, the bird singing overheard, the sky thundering, cars honking. Maybe my Walkman. Can I hear it? With all the swooshing going on, I want one thing.

I want silence when I walk.

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Fear and Clothing in San Diego

By S.D. Craig

How do we get a hold of the same store names those models shop at, the ones with fuller figures who wear those colorful, sexy and slinky outfits that stretch and work for them?

Make me love it. Go on, I dare you. I loathe it.

The aisles of clothing in plus-sizes, most of which Lane Bryant and Dress Barn might think are smart, I find most matronly. And one wonders why I so hate to shop.

How do we get a hold of the same store names those models shop at, the ones with fuller figures who wear those colorful, sexy and slinky outfits that stretch and work for them? Okay, I’ll pay closer attention next time I pick up my Mode magazine. They are out there. The downfall might me we have to pay four times the price that thin people do for their clothes due to excess material. Yikes.

It’s not even easy to ask about stores that cater to the ladies at large. When I find a new one, I’m ecstatic. Then I’m thinking, why can’t I go in Charlotte Russe where I USED to shop. Because, nothing there is over a size twelve, Chatterbox. That’s why.

Can’t you just picture this in Dress Barn?

“Hey Vonda, could you pick me up another purple dress in a size …”

“What size, Sherri? I couldn’t hear you, you mumbled,” sweet, tiny and helpful Vonda asks.

No, that just doesn’t work for me. As a larger person, I’ve had my share of public (and private) humiliations, thank you very much. I shop alone.

And I never want to know certain things, like what I look like compared with that itty-bitty friend. Does the car tip to my side and everyone driving behind is noticing that fact?

Life means different things to us. Will the metal street grate lids make a loud noise when I walk over them? Can I stand another airplane ride for five hours that is so difficult and painful? Will the plastic lawn furniture that’s so popular today break when I sit in it at a family gathering? Can the seatbelt fit around me without being stretched to the max while biting into my breasts and mid-section?

Oh, and my fear. Yes, the attitudes of the public, medical field and press towards those of us who are not razor thin and not existing on saltine crackers and lettuce. And Metabolife. A sad, sad situation.

It’s no wonder we worry ourselves nearly sick about doctor appointments and annual physicals. Many go without due to their size, their embarrassment and concerns about the doctor and his opinion of them. Having just gone through the yearly physical, I can relate. Yet again.

But this time, nobody said “lose weight, Sherri.” I was told I was doing everything right. When I complained about not minding exercise as a rule and having no problem sticking to that, I mentioned that I enjoy eating. The wrong things. My doctor kindly told me (and only when I mentioned my problems trying to lose pounds) about a two-year study of patients who went vegetarian, eating only fruits, vegetables and fish. They did this for other health reasons like diabetes and heart problems, and in doing so, lost down to their normal weight. A real bonus.

Normal weight seems so far away. It’s like Mars or Jupiter. Light years from me.

In the pursuit of light years, my husband and I are now eating almost strictly a vegetarian diet. Maybe someday, there won’t have to be fear and loathing. Or c-loathing.

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

A Hook In The Flesh

By S.D. Craig
© August 2000

The world of being heavier than normal is not easy to live with, especially around your family. We all realize we cannot choose our family. God, fate (or whatever your belief is), has done this for us. This past Sunday was a day of huge reflection for my husband and I, and we touched upon this subject among many others.

Having struggled with my weight for over half my life and facing age fifty in a few years, I am hoping to gain new wisdom. Wisdom that will help me stand up for myself in front of those I love, no matter what my weight status is, my body looks like or my exercise pattern might be.

Now that I’m writing, they have found another way to sting me. C’est la vie. I have read several times that WE give others permission to hurt us. I suppose that is true and I am working on figuring out how to stop that.

The thing about families is that they know all or most of your secrets. They’ve spent their whole lives living with you and seeing your faults, your past mistakes, your personality traits (good or bad, which are remembered most?), your general flaws in approaching life and work and relationships. They’ve seen it all. You have no escape from that, no matter where you move.

A hook in the flesh.

You can’t get rid of it. When they tug on it, it rips pain afresh and that hurts. And believe me, they know the way to hook you. Right where to put it in to get the old fish flopping the hardest, while fighting to get loose. You bet. For all intents and purposes, you’re caught in the family net. The memories are always there.

How do you break free? If I knew that, I’d have already given you the answer months ago. First off, I think we must take back the permission we’ve given them to get to us. Answer for ourselves, stick up for ourselves. Instead of being stunned by their tasteless or hurtful remark, and standing there open-mouthed, why, reply to it. Of course. Simple. Only it’s not. Not so simple. I stand there and take it, time and again. Someone inside of me is screaming loudly, why are you sitting there silent, Sherri? Tell her what you think. Really.

Is it to keep the peace I remain quiet? Is it because I’m intimidated, scared? Is it because I’m so taken aback I have no idea what a great reply would be at the time. I believe it’s all of these things. Did I mention before I felt it was not my place to tell someone else how to live their life or do their jobs? Well, that is true. I don’t try to interfere in my family’s doings, unless my opinion is explicitly asked for. I learned that the hard way.

That means I am particularly surprised, time and again, when they do this to me. It knocks the wind out of me. I don’t know what to say. Later, I’m angry, and get angrier still as the days pass by. I think of terrific rejoinders I might’ve thrown out. I go over all the reasons they had no business saying what they said to me. Bottom line? I didn’t say a word, unless it was to scramble in agreement or sit there without speaking, thereby acquiescing them in their verbal perusal of my life and habits.

I wonder if they’re envious of something in my life, in some cases. In others, I know it’s the “for my own good, well-being, health” thing. There’s more to it than we know, or perhaps, even want to know.

Placing distance between myself and the object of my hurt is one way to deal with it, but not the best. Then I miss my children. Letting it roll off my shoulders is another, and harder yet. So I’m faced with the alternative. Talking back. Me, who never has a problem talking must force herself to talk back.

Might it go like this?

My reply: “No, I got off track when we moved and can’t seem to get back on it. I’ve been eating out too much, not walking as often…”

You understand now? What should happen is:

A family member says: “Are you still on Weight Watchers? I’ve lost ten lbs. since I started.”

My reply: “Oh, that’s great, and no.” or “Why do you want to know?”

I’m working on it. Once, when I was in Florida fishing off the dock in our backyard, I was instructing my younger brother how to cast. Probably about eight or ten at the time, I proudly whipped that pole forward, showing off. The hook was in my big toe. I wailed. Family members had to rescue me. My pole hung dangling from my foot over the edge of the dock, my pride with it.

Sometimes nowadays, I wonder if it was my youthful imagination. Did they really take it out?


SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

That Piece of Cake

By S.D. Craig

A recent article I read got me going again on the subject of those of us who weigh more than the comfortable norm and what we have endured through our lives. It suggested that if you wrote down the top eighteen things people have said to you regarding your weight that hurt, you could laugh about them with your supportive friends. Lines that I remember causing pain are not something I’d want to dredge up again for the sake of a forced laugh, but it might work.

“Are you sure you want that piece of cake?” haunts me.  What it means is that someone (other than you) is watching your weight and is trying not-so-gently to let you know they don’t think you are. How very clever. How very painful.

For one thing I should be blessedly happy. I didn’t grow up with weight problems as a child. In my twenties the troubles began, after leaving once-a-day physical education classes, daily horseback riding and walking up those hills to and from the bus stop. They don’t warn you when you leave high school you still need to stay active.  Not back in the seventies they didn’t. What happens?  All of a sudden, you’re a grown up. You get married. Life intrudes.

At forty-seven, they’ve had plenty of years to make the comments that dig, and then, dig deeper. What is so ironic is the disguise or denial of it all. “It’s said or done for my own good” is the reason they cite.  Can I say now it does nothing for me? Thanks.

What they’re hoping to gain (pardon the pun), I don’t know. Justice and a smug smile if I were to sit up, take notice, and finally starve myself to a mere but acceptable hundred thirty-five pounds? Better health they’re hoping for me? Funny thing is, I’m healthier than most of them. I’m rarely sick, my cholesterol is terrific, I walk 4-5 days a week and have now decided to swim daily. So, I’m big. I’m not thin. I don’t fit in with the gorgeous females in my family. I’m not Meg Ryan, boyishly trim and darling. Because of these searing comments, will I ever stop trying to be someone like her? Is that truly what they really want? That, I wonder.

I want to have total acceptance of myself. I want to be secure in this body I’m living in. My man loves me, my friends love me, and I have a wonderful life. I’m a writer and I do what I love every day. Somehow, those nagging comments through the past twenty-five years have so haunted me. I wish they’d go away. Really far away. One article like that brings it all back. I’m grateful for my healthy body and lifestyle, for it could be far worse. Much, more so. I try to focus on that and how lucky I am. I have both legs to let me walk. I have eyes that let me see. I can hear lovely music and smell flowers every day. The kicker is, I can taste. Oh dear.

Let me pass by yet another page of words that brought back the past to smack me cold again. The reflections of me in car windows as I walk by, the discomfort of my figure in a bathing suit, the tugging down of my shorts.

Give me strength to love me, Lord, as I am. And grit my teeth once more.

About the writer:
SD Craig has been a busy writer, recently opening two sites, GiggleWithMe.com and LovingYourCurves.com.  Please stop in soon and get on the newsletter/subscribe e-mail list.  Life’s experiences give her plenty to write about from her own wacky perspective and along with articles on body image (her biggest passion), she takes on marriage and male/female relationships, family and children, career issues, computers and the Internet, horses, baseball, raising kids and parents, movie reviews and writing tips.  A freelance writer with five columns, you can e-mail her at: sdcraig922@yahoo.com

Blame It On The Jeans

By S.D. Craig
I’m here to tell you, I am all for making stretch a capital letter word in the Webster’s Dictionary.

I bought a few pairs of jeans recently, and when I went back to exchange a sweater, I decided on that pair of stretch jeans (fits tight all the way down to the ankles kind) I’d tried on before, after all.

Only a woman could have designed these.  And bless her, please, for me.

I love these stretchy things.  Wish I’d have bought every pair they had now that I’m two thousand miles away from Dress Barn.  These pants, they move when I move (and don’t cut off circulation to vital organs, muscles, and bones), give when I squat to pick up the thousand things I drop, stretch when I want them to stretch (after a big meal or when I bend to get in those damn paddleboats and the like.

Not only that, they make a woman feel sexy.  At least, they do me.  I’ve even taken to not wearing such long tunic tops with them now.  I went out last week and bought five of the same stretchy ribbed sleeveless tops, clingy and all.  My husband loves them with the stretch jeans.  And the curves.  Sigh.  I need to marry that man all over again.

I’m also thinking of inventing jeans (let’s go the other direction) that constrict upon command for ex-wives.  We could have a remote control to do our damage, don’t ya think?  A grand idea!  Men shouldn’t be the only ones who know how to run those things (I mean the remotes, not the ex-wives).

Remember the old days, back when Urban Cowboy hit the scene?  Well, women had to jump off the roof to get into their jeans then.  And not only that, we had to use a pair of pliers to zip the suckers up.  Why ever did we think that was cool, or comfortable?  I know it was ‘in’.  In respect of retrospect, being ‘in’ has never felt that great, has it?  Not to us curvy women, anyhow.

I look at mini skirts (how do they sit down without showing the world their wares?) and evening dresses slit to heaven and back.  My mind is racing.  How do they work, how are you a lady when you wear these things?  I know I’m curious; I can’t help it.  I need to rationalize my moves before I find I’m out somewhere one night, making an idiot of myself.

I picture it like this:

“Oh, did you see Sherri at Sizzler last night?  Whatever possessed her to come out of the house wearing that leopard print get-up, tighter than saran wrap on a meatloaf?  Looked like she left her underclothes at home, didn’t it?”

“I heard she just plumb forgot ‘em.  Once she became a writer, she lost her mind.  And her taste.”

Do the stars ever say under their breath, “Oh shit, I forgot my panties and my skirt’s got an opening wider than the Colorado River?”  I doubt it.  But I would.

With the ACM Awards ready to air on TV tonight, it brings to mind the Academy Awards show I was witness to recently.  God, what were those women thinking?  I’m supposing that when you’re that rich, you have people who tell you what looks good and what doesn’t, what to buy, have made, and so on.  Well, those folks must’ve all been on vacation, then.

I’ve never seen such an array of strapless-type dresses on women who had nothing to hold them up.  Now, forgive me, those of you less well-endowed, but you gotta know your strengths as a woman.  If you’ve got the legs instead of the bust line, then show those off instead.  It’s not that hard to figure out.

I can honestly say the prettiest one there was Ashley Judd in her lavender confection of (what I call) a ball-gown.  She had a perfect color for her complexion and a perfect fit.  She was a vision.  Most of the rest, I could pass by easy, if I’d been a man.  A real man.

I say play your best assets as they lie.  Show off those long, tan legs with a skirt slit to heaven, if you’re brave.  Show off that chest of yours with the neckline diving to your bellybutton, I don’t care.  I say, if you’ve got it, girl, flaunt it.

If it feels strange at first, flaunt it around the house.  You’ll get used to it.  Once I wore a halter top to a Chinese restaurant in Athens, GA.  I think those men are still trying to recover, but I tell you, my husband is still amazed at the service we got.  The waiters were all over the table, all night.  I wasn’t thin or a perfect size ten, mind you.  But voluptuous is something men really do admire.  Remember Marilyn?

I knew that by the end of our meal, though I spent a lot of time blushing and feeling fidgety, it was an experience I’d never forget.  I felt like a real woman that night.  Damn.

I blame it on the jeans.  Or, er, maybe, the genes.

About the writer:

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Poets and Soul

By Robert M. Oliva CSW

The poet is a person of soul.  To reach soul the poet must always move downward.  It is not the sky that governs the poet but the earth.  All through history the search for the soul or soul travel has been to descend.  The spirit ascends, the soul descends.  The soul is limitless.  It offers endless dimensions of possibility.   The ancient Greek philosopher Heraclitus said: “You could not discover the limits of soul, even if you traveled every road to do so; such is the depth of its meaning.”

We live our normal everyday lives in the light of consciousness.  Things are logical and literal.  Our lives are defined and make sense.  Our consciousness makes all the appropriate connections; things are where they should be.  Science governs.  But the poet can’t live there.  To create, the poet must descend into the darkness below the surface.  The world of soul is hidden from the light.  It is not governed by logic.  It is not defined by science.  It is not literal.  Things are never what they were at the surface.  The world of soul is turned upside down and inside out.  It is the source of creativity.  The language of myth rules.

To live with soul demands a change in perspective, a transformation of mind.  It is not easy to confront soul.  The limitlessness of soul means the poet must face the chaos of images that makes up the soul.  Things are not logical.  Things are never simple.  Things seem uncertain and conflicted.  It is creativity itself.   To confront the soul is to confront all that we try to keep hidden from others and ourselves.   It is the death knell of the literal and the birth of imagination.

It is by means of our dreams and myths that soul comes alive.   The early Greek matriarchal myth of Eurynome and Ophion reverberates with soul:

“In the beginning was Chaos and darkness. Chaos was a great vast sea in which all elements were mixed together without form.  Out of the sea rose Eurynome, the Great Goddess of all things.  She emerged from the waves naked and began to dance on the sea, as there was nothing firm for her to stand on.  Suddenly, the south wind blew and spun her around.

It is said that the north wind has miraculous fertility powers and, when she spun around, Eurynome grasped at the north wind.  The great serpent of waters, Ophion, saw Eurynome dancing and was filled with desire.  He made love to her immediately.  She then assumed the form of a lovely bird and gave birth to the great universal egg.  Ophion coiled his tail around this egg until it cracked, spilling out creatures all over the newly formed earth.

Darkness, nakedness, deep water, lack of firmness, serpents, eggs, love:  the language of myth, the language of creation.  This is the world of the poet.

Dreams give us direct daily access to our souls.  Cacophonies of images explode each night to transform us, to draw us to the deep waters where the muses whisper the language of creation.  Poets create the world.

Our dreams create us; we do not create our dreams.  We do not choose our dreams.  We do not determine the images of our nocturnal existence.  We are dreamed.  Modern psychology has it backwards.  We do not interpret dreams.  Dreams create us.  The definition of our reality occurs below the surface.  It is in the cave and under the dark waters that we are created.  It is here that our imaginations are nurtured.  It is here that the images of our poems, the language of our souls are given birth.   There are no poems without imagination.  There is no imagination without soul.

Poets are the instruments of soul.  Poets express the truth of soul.

Robert M. Oliva, CSW is a certified New York State social worker with over twenty years experience in psychotherapy, stress management and wellness. Bob is an internationally known health writer and is the founder and editor-in-chief of the health site HealingAction.com. Presently, Bob is a doctoral candidate in naturopathy at Clayton College. He lives with his wife Mary and his two sons David and Chris on Long Island, New York. Bob also spends a few hours a week playing with his grandson Jonathan.

Loving Your Curves

By S.D. Craig

Have you fought your weight all your life?  I know the feeling.  Why can’t we just give up and love ourselves?  Quit comparing skin with Jennifer Love Hewitt or some other tiny thing?  For once, I’d like to see someone more normal on Friends.  Do they have to be THAT attractive?

I, for one, welcomed Rosanne, a thicker Cybill, Rosie, and the rest.  And Rose of the Titanic fame was a normal size.  She even floated!

Is it this world and the way they view women that are larger?  Our upbringing?  What we read, see on TV and the movies?

It’s all of these things.  Society has drilled into our heads for decades we need to be thin, thin, thin.  Do you remember seeing many itty bitty pioneer women?  And the nudes on the paintings years ago?  No way.

Family who are concerned over your health, your living longer, sometimes do more harm than good with their comments and suggestions.  Don’t they know SUPPORT is the key?

Why not stand up for women with substance?  There’s more to love.  I really enjoy the articles in Mode magazine, too.  Cheers to curvaceous ladies.  Reading that magazine makes me feel good as a woman.

My husband thinks soft bellies and voluptuous lines, big breasts and acres of creamy skin is what a woman is all about.  He loves curves and something to grab on to.  Am I ever lucky?  You bet.

Whew.

I mean, somewhere after giving birth, the body just relocates where it wants to.  Some friend once told me it just shifts to a new shape with each kid.  ARGH!  So I stopped at two daughters.

I have found that enjoying life means enjoying food, too, for me.  I love eating out, having some man slave over the chef’s stove in the back of a restaurant for me.  Ain’t life grand?  I mean, what woman doesn’t want to hear these words on a Friday night, “Would you like to eat out, honey?”  Hooray!  Was it written on my face?

And doesn’t exercise play a much more important role in your life than you ever dreamed in high school?  So much I took for granted back then, the daily horseback rides after school, the sports we played, the walk to the bus stop.  Then, you graduate, and poof.  It’s all over, you go to work, have babies, and (is that what Baby Boomer means, they’re talking about our body?) expand.  Also, you forget to exercise.

I began walking seriously in the Fall of ’93 and walk five or six days a week, at least 2-3 miles.  Walking does one obvious thing for me — I’m a *firm* big gal.  Most people think I weigh 80 pounds less than I do.  Walking keeps me going, gives me hope, keeps me in check.  It makes me feel good about what I’m doing for myself.  Being a writer, I take time and smell  the outdoors, see the flowers bloom, admire the dew of a fresh rain, and am amazed at storm clouds gathering.

Yes, weight is always a battle.  The scales (who the hell invented those dreadful pieces of metal anyway?) leer up at me after every weekend.  You bet I own stock in New Balance shoes and walking shorts/pants.

Am I yet at peace with being a larger woman?  I’m trying.  I am also still trying to be a smaller big woman.  But I strive for happiness as I go…

Next time you look in the mirror, embrace the curves.  As your husband puts his arms around you and finds softness, be glad.  He needs a cushion from the real world and you are it.  You are beautiful and worthy, any way you want to be.

Let’s celebrate women with curves!

SD Craig is a freelance writer and editor of LovingYourCurves.com and was given the nickname “Chatterbox” by fellow writers. At age fifty, Craigs Southern flair and sense of humor give her plenty to write about with a rapier wit and a wacky outlook. Her articles on body image (her biggest passion), marriage/divorce and relationships, family, friends, career issues, computers, the Internet, horses, baseball, movie reviews and writing tips remind one of Erma Bombeck or Dave Barry. A freelance writer who once juggled five columns then got real, Craig welcomes your e-mails and feedback on her articles. Drop her a hello at sdcraig922@yahoo.com or stop by www.lovingyourcurves.com.

Globalization… is it possible?

By Caroline Baker

Even in 1492, when Columbus sailed the ocean blue, leadership understood that achieving the leading edge required the ability to reach distant lands faster than anyone else.

It wasn’t called “globalization” then. To most of civilization, the world was still “flat”. But, the objective was the same, to spread influence and power across all known lands.

Today, “globalization” is a common buzzword used in all industries. It refers to companies expanding to cover a larger consumer base in different countries. Open any prospectus of a Fortune 500 company and you will find a section dedicated to their efforts to globalize.

In the past, much like the empires of old Europe, distance and slow communication left the counterparts overseas alone, to fend for themselves. Courier, by boat or horse, made communication required weeks to months to correspond. Telegraph reduced it to hours, but only if such services were accessible. Telephones became the standard of contact, allowing people to reach one another within seconds. Even then, only limited amounts of information could be conveyed. With the invention of the fax, hard copy information could be passed between people. But it was the onset of the Internet that we achieve true real-time contact. Not only could colleagues speak at the same time, critical data could be passed instantaneously. Bulletin boards, virtual whiteboards, databases, email, Internet phone, and instant chats.

The idea of globalization expanded into the general populace, as more and more people came online for “fun”. Long distance relationships were becoming more acceptable to allow for work to take people further and further apart.

Internet Romances moved from talk show abnormalities to frequent occurrences. People were interacting, chatting, and becoming friends with others around the world. A resurgence of personal mail, only this time in the electronic form, surfaced. Cultural and experience exchanges and learning were shared through the Internet media. On the Internet, time zones didn’t matter. The Cyber World was truly the “Land that Never Sleeps”. Any hour of any day there could be someone online.

Despite all of this, the goal to reach full globalization is still not realized. There are limitations that prevent us from reaching this goal.

Language

Up until recently, all WebPages were done in English. This made it easy for most of the Western world to understand and read them. But now, more and more countries are coming online and creating pages in their native languages. Western computers have no ability to view many of these character sets, like Japanese. To just look at the page correctly requires special software, like TwinBridge, that only works if the page was initially setup in the required format. And even when viewed correctly, one must understand the language for the data to be truly useful. Many companies are now going to hosting 3 to 4 copies of their websites just so they can display similar information in different languages. Thus, each subsequent change to the information requires someone to change each individual language’s. A cumbersome and time-consuming task. Good translation and transliteration becomes the key to avoid blunders.

Law and the Internet

Many have heard of the arguments pertaining to copyrights and reliability of information. Here’s another angle on the issue: Who’s law do we follow? With its growth, the probability increases for a crime to be committed on the Internet, where the accuser is halfway around the world from the accused. What country then has jurisdiction? What court or legal system will be followed? Furthermore, WHERE will this trial be held?

Technical gaps

The Internet is predicated on the idea that you are able to gain access. The WWW assumes that you have the necessary software and hardware to view the pages. Yet, this isn’t true around the world. Many do not have access to the most up-to-date technology. These people will ultimately be left behind and thus true globalization, including everyone around the world, can not occur.

Human nature

In business, it is the handshake. In relationships, it’s the hug. The Internet can not replace these instances of human contact. Those clich? catch phrases, “I have to see it for myself” “I have to see it in his eyes to believe” “If I’m not there, it didn’t happen”, will still be a part of human nature. At some point, folks will have to get off the Internet and get back into Real Life.

Which do you feel is the driving barrier?

Caroline Baker enjoys writing both fiction and nonfiction.  She is a contributing editor at Suite101′s The Internet Society  and has had her work featured in Futures magazine and MochaMemoirs e-Zine.  As well as being a writer, she is a freelance web designer and studying to become a tai chi teacher.  You can find more information on her at: Caroline Baker.

Existentialism: Joie de vivre

By Betty Pine

Existentialism is a daunting word at first glance. You might be thinking this is going to be a complicated essay by the judging of that word, and don’t think it’s interesting. But stick with me, and I will turn you on to something that will excite you.

The word embodies a philosophy that deals with our existence and place in the universe. The concept of “self-determination” through our individual experiences, observations, and perceptions. First you have to know you are alive, aware of your true surroundings and start using your “self-determination” to direct where you want to be.

Have you at times become aware that your life has become like that of a drone bee, just going with the flow, same old boring routine. When you start thinking of how mundane your life is, you are starting to wake yourself up and becoming aware of yourself. You ask, “why didn’t I see that awesome tree and all the birds yesterday?” “Why am I killing myself doing something I hate?” “Why am I thinking of that today?” “I shouldn’t let it bother me.” “I just need a day off.” By shaking off the bit of awareness you just experienced because you fear where it may lead, you say things to yourself to delude yourself once again, into that comfortable, lulling zone where life functions, barely.

How can you live your life without knowing that euphoric feeling of how sweet a place you have in the universe? You can’t. People strive to get that feeling, they want that, they crave it, they need it. Some go about it in the wrong ways. Drugs, alcohol, speeding on the road, dare devil stunts without regard for their mortal selves, outrageous behaviors.

People that go over the “edge” do worse, they act out and do harm to themselves and others, and perpetrate all the other corrupt and harmful, and lethal mayhem that man can create. These persons think they have never been more alive then when they are in the midst of their deeds. The artificial stimulus, and the great harm they do others in the end destroy their self worth, and lives. Some will realize it was just a fabrication and distortion and they destroyed themselves in their process to gain a foothold on their existence. Their regret and pessimism for wasting their potential for what life could have been, far outweighs their small gain of living life large with awareness and is a huge waste for them and society as a whole.

How do we get that feeling of “I’m alive, and am excited to be here?” Get out of your “routine.” Choose something you have always wanted to do, and do it! Robert Frost, a famous American poet, around his 39th year took his wife and four children from a life spent toiling at farming and teaching school, the only life they knew, and moved to England from his homeland, America. A year later his critically acclaimed book of poems “A Boy’s Will” was published. What made the man do this? Get up and make such a seemingly impulsive move? He may have said to his wife, “I am going, I need to do this, and please come along with me, but no matter what I am going.”

I can’t say what events occurred in his life that lead him to the possibilities of living his life with more passion and purpose. Obviously we can see through his poetry, he was an introspective and observant person of things around him. It seems he decided to become not only aware, but to become involved with the living of it. Once he was on the path of contemplating and thinking on it, it’s almost inevitable he would choose to make a life change. Who reaped the benefits? He certainly did, as his awareness developed he fully immersed himself with the living of it. I would bet his wife and children did, and of course we did. We have what he left us, not only his works of creativity, but far more important I believe is his example of throwing off the old, and getting on with extraordinary living. Through his own “self-determination”, his observations, his experiences, and his intuitions he has shown us something of great importance. He realized what he must do and made the necessary changes before it was too late.

Each of us can do this. Don’t delude yourselves any longer. When you get that moment of clarity, hang on to it, sense it, examine it. What are you doing, and where are you when it happens? Practice it, and the more you do the more easily it comes. You don’t have to move far away, or leave loved ones, bun-gee jump, or sky dive, it’s not the superficial adrenaline rush we are after. You simply practice at becoming aware of the beauty that surrounds you, and if you are absorbed with living in that moment of awareness, then you’ve got it. Do it some-more. It will lead you. Follow it with your own self determination and quit pursuing life, instead live it.

Into My Own
by Robert Frost

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.

I should not be withheld but that some day
Into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.

I do not see why I should e’er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.

They should not find me changed from him they knew
Only more sure of all I thought I knew.

(c) 2000 Betty Pine

Artist and writer Betty Pine is the editor of The Whimsical Review, a tickle your funny bone e-zine, and a columnist at suite101.com. Her column Passions Defined can be found in their Humanities topic area.