Raeka Manipura

I had the shortest interview of my life today. I'm not kidding, it lasted less than fifteen minutes. And the oddest part about the whole thing is that I actually got the job. Which raised my doubts almost immediately. I know I reside slightly on the more paranoid side of things (I am my father's daughter) but I just can't help but wonder.. why me? (bet you haven't heard that   question before) Are they strapped for people that badly? Maybe they're just careless? Maybe they really have no clue how to hold an interview and were just winging it? I was asked maybe 3 pertinent questions about the place, and the rest was just small talk. One of the owners kept stating things he said 'really showed his age' but I swear he looked 30 at most. That also makes me wonder how old they thought I was. I mean, I just came from volunteering at Festival Du Voyageur (for any non-Winnipeggers its a yearly festival held in February that celebrates French Canad

How high does the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, you'll never know. Yes, I quoted Pocahontas. It's stuck in my head. That tends to happen when you don't know where your thoughts should go. February is known to be the month to celebrate Valentines Day. And for people like me, a day to be aware of your lack of love. Rather,  that  form of love. We love plenty in other ways. But twice this month now I've heard grave news. Two separate people that I once knew have died, the common denominator being that they were so young. Another common denominator being I knew of them, but I didn't personally know them. I've met them, spoken to them, but it ends there for me. My ties are with the people they left behind. We all have a circle of people we care about, and they in turn have their own circle, who have others with their circles, and so on and so forth, until it includes the entire globe. We are all connected, so where does that circle end for

Once upon a time there was a neurotic girl who lost her way. She'd had a plan on how she wanted her life to go, but things got a little complicated in the middle. It started when she dropped out of school because she was overwhelmed and burnt out (3 jobs with a full course load will do that to a person) and spent the next two years serving full time, trying to find her 'way out'. While serving, she worked on her social skills, and got herself out of her shell a little more; she began wanting to blend in instead of stand out. Where she once prided herself in being naturally pretty, she caked her face in makeup in order to get better tips; she allowed drunk men to ogle her legs in the uniform skirt and look at her chest in her low cut shirt instead of her eyes. She had conversations with entitled men who tried to impress her with words such as 'I dropped out of school because I hated people telling me what to do' or 'When I wave my empty drink in the air while c

I got lost on the internet today. It happens to everyone, right? You get curious about who that actor was in that movie, and then you Google facts about it which leads you to random information on the cast, where they were born and who they married, and all of a sudden your computer is suggesting cheap flights to Finland, because someone was born there, and then you get an email on Groupon about all inclusive resorts and twenty minutes later you find yourself almost buying packing cubes and watching funny fail videos on Youtube, wondering what your life has come to. Its a rabbit hole in there. As much as times like these can be fun (or frustrating, depending on your mood) today I found something without actually looking for it. I've always been extremely curious about Buddhism and Chakras and the culture behind it, and I definitely wanted to look into realigning my energy, my body, and my intentions, incorporating this age-old practice into my own lifestyle. To be