The real exploration of how we can’t be healthy

Ever since I was a little girl I have known I wanted to do something great.  Although I still don’t know what or how I do know I will do something great. Even if that thing just helps one person it will be great.  But I remind myself I have done something great. I have become a mother of a wonderful boy, I have made it my business to never be content and push further to learn more and be better.

I took for granted those things I had as a little girl.  Open beauty, trees to climb and grass to run in. My untethered imagination manifested potential unknowns into fear and restricted me from experimenting.  I stayed inside the safe lines presented to me but always gazed out of the windows wondering about all of the things I may be missing.

Now as an adult I feel like I am being torn in half.  Society tells me what it wants me to be. I should care about clothes and makeup I should be beautiful.  I should not care about where those things come from or worry that the green I knew as a child is slowly disappearing. But my heart wants nothing more than peace and balance and good health for myself and my family and as I desperately search for it and try to integrate it into our lives I am confronted with the ugliness of big interest and the barriers created by corporations desperate for continued sales which thrive off of the pollution of our world and the exposure of every human to deadly toxins.

The Human addiction

I listened to a spiritual counselor recount how you can do everything right and live the “best way” and still fall victim to the addictions of modern life and I see it ieveryday.  We now know that the government is openly reading our hard drives and tapping our phones, but as long as we have the access to the devices which connect us to our social networks and games we are happy.  Network tv has us addicted to people’s fabricated lives. We love to watch them fail and we love to watch them because? I watched the hunger games and found myself sickened by what possibilities await in my very own lifetime. Will there really be a time in the future where we will watch children kill each other for a share of food?