The best thing you can learn from loving someone is how to emulate the best parts of them. I’ve been doing this since I was 16 and borrowing my supposedly cultured older boyfriend’s copy of Light in August. Faulkner was definitely wasted on me back then, but at least I knew how to posture? Still, this is how I learned to love movies, how I learned to actually-for-real concentrate: I observed people who had qualities I liked and tried them on for size, first gingerly and eventually fluently. Even today I choose what book to read next by reading interviews with authors like and buying/downloading any book they mention that I haven’t yet read. I think you learn originality after years of diligently mimicking, and I don’t mind the mimicking phase at all. There’s always been something chameleon-like about my personality. Of course, there’s also a core that stays constant: books, for instance, have always been an anchor for me (binge reading as a non-negotiable time commitment) and the things I choose to emulate are in the end things that are at least
I totally share the fear of becoming stuck in my ways. I think sometimes people present the fact that most people don’t change much after 25 as proof that no one can continue to change. To me it instead feels like a challenge.
Anyway, I was wondering what you mean when you say that Yoga is close to psychedelics? It’s never felt different to an aerobics or Pilates class for me, except for the movements. I’m wondering if there’s something I’ve been missing.
I totally share the fear of becoming stuck in my ways. I think sometimes people present the fact that most people don’t change much after 25 as proof that no one can continue to change. To me it instead feels like a challenge.
Anyway, I was wondering what you mean when you say that Yoga is close to psychedelics? It’s never felt different to an aerobics or Pilates class for me, except for the movements. I’m wondering if there’s something I’ve been missing.