Tough Times Don’t….

As the Path of Maya revealed its true nature and its ability to dissuade us from our Spiritual Path, we find we are lost. Many times, the ability to even see more than the a few inches from our own face becomes unbearable.

The thought of seeing others and their Paths and wondering

“Why is their Path so easy?” and “Why is my Path so damn hard?”.

What separates those who want to be good and those that do good?

Tough Times Don’t Last, Tough People Do They Say

What makes one person strong enough to stand against the elements of the Maya Express. That speeding train going nowhere; but is literally Hell-bent solely on reliving trauma and tearing us down. What toughness is there that this oft repeated phrase is thrown around talking about?

What can help anyone get through this dark time of our lives?

The Maya Express knows the answer is the Path of Mental Health. So, they throw the Path into the darkest reaches. Hoping that we continue to shun and walk past it.

All-American, John Wayne-Cowboy Way

I can tell you one thing, the Maya Express Path of Violence and Ego, was deployed on us long before we even knew we were on this Train Cart of Hell.

For many of us, especially those in the United States I can speak for only, we were told the simplest answers was found with violence.

That strength was found by kicking, punching, shooting, or blowing stuff up. Macho Men, with Macho Ideas. Pledge the Allegiance to a cloth hanging on a pole, over the lives of anyone who wasn’t born under that cloth. The Real-American-Hulking way of Absolute-Manly-Man Brutus-Where-Is-the-The-Chewing-Bubblegum and Kicking-Beef-Cakey-beef-way.

The only time Mental Health therapy was brought to the forefront by the Maya Express was on television as a form of punishment, or a joke.

Mayor: “You are being ordered to therapy because you erupted at the Christmas party Captain”
Captain: “I’m not going to talk about my feelings no matter how much they try that girlie wimpy bull crap”
Next scene Captain Crying laying on a couch
Captain: “Oh therapist you wouldn’t believe the things my mommy said to me”

*The soundtrack crowd laughs*

Most people reading that has seen these attacks on therapy and our Mental Health.

Why does violence prevail over Mental Health?
Why is it easier to laugh at Mental Health
and not disgust at the level of violent responses?

I HAVE THE POWER

It’s the most visible.

The Maya Express Violence with a Capital(ism) M Tables control all the aspects of what we need. Keeping us from the Path of Mental Health.

They deploy the flashiest assortment of distractions. All the things we can see with our eyes. What we think are real “measured gains”

Muscles – Who doesn’t like a good physique? Let’s do more push-ups less crying.
Money – Who cares about a High IQ when money is easier to quantify. Besides, rich people have to be smart right and mentally tough?
Manliness – Who can bark like a canine louder, strut their chest out farther, smell like death more.
Mates – Who doesn’t want a beauty on each arm, and offspring who obey and adore them.
Mythical Powers – Some people truly believe they can obtain powers of God through some barbaric service.

They have the entire attack down to a science on television.

We can watch the exact-same-type of tv show or movie.
Having the exact-same type of police or military shoot out.
Some immoral, but gray area moral justification for breaking the rules story line.
About revenge some child or parent was hurt or a girlfriend murdered, hometown blown up.

Then we see bodies and blood fly everywhere and cheer when that bloodied up 75-year-old 80s movie star and his new Gen Z side kick to take over the bloody mantle emerge victorious.

But have a single episode, a single movie end with

Mayor: “Captain is it over? I didn’t hear any noises, what happened?”

Captain: “Well just so happened the totally-not-choreographed-therapy-session in the episode beforehand had me working on a de-escalation technique that even the viewers listening to me talk can implement by doing. It went like this: ”

*fades to Captain talking to the mentally unwell person and using a variety of deescalating techniques and it ends when they hug*

I know the responses. Because I have seen the responses on these types of endings when they rarely but sometimes do occur.

_{Thats woke.
Thats not cool.
Why couldn’t they just show us how the stupid repetitive kick we saw him doing 8555 times in the previous scene was used to break this dude’s leg instead.}

The Most Neglected “Muscle“

What a world we live in. The brain is the “muscle” that controls everything in our life. When it shuts down, there is nothing to replace it with.

Our emotional responses, our abilities to connect hand to eye coordination. Our abilities to translate thoughts and discussions into text on a blog.

Yes, it’s an organ, not an actual muscle.

Doesn’t mean it can’t be exercised just like a muscle.

Retraining your mind to think ways that were long since buried is a workout not a single actual muscle in your body could handle.

The Most Neglected Injury

Just like physical beauty, on the other spectrum, it’s the visible injuries we notice first. The veteran with the homeless sign, and a missing a limb. The prosthetic limbs on the refugees.

What about the kids and soldiers that had their head shattered by bomb explosions in the Maya Express “Never ending war of profiteering” tables, sponsored by “Some Obvious Covert Military Name with hints of [black ops]in the name” company.

The janitor who just hasn’t been quite right since that tackle football in 9th grade Maya Express “little man tackle league” Table rattled his brain.

The student in high school barely making C’s is thrown into trade skills, military life, or factory working. With no incentive or view of the need to expand their knowledge or Mental Health.

We ignore our loved ones, who come home “heroes” from the war or policing the streets, broken mentally. Until they snap, then they are the “villains”. Until eventually, we blame the system or some political view that was indoctrinated into them during their service.

The military and civil services are built on breaking “soldiers” mental health to “prepare them for war” but there never is anything built to rebuild their mental health to “prepare them for life”.

The darkness on the windows of the Maya Express creeps around those who have been broken mentally the fastest. So quickly that the idea of light, is wrong and offensive.

Asking for Help is Weak, Offensive and for Snowflakes

Everything in school is done to prepare us logically for the real world of the Maya Express. Nothing is done in school to prepare us mentally for the real world of the Maya Express.

No courses are ever taught to them on how to handle LIFE.

How to actually handle their first break up.
How to handle their first rejected advances.

Losing their parent, sibling, child.
Their first miscarriage or spouses’ miscarriage.

How to respond to situations in public without tackling and punching.

How to talk and understand with empathy of the other persons perspective.

How to properly handle teasing or witnessing bullying as younger kids.

No, it’s not snitches get stitches. How about instead of making silence to violence honorable, we show that standing up to injustice, is the only honorable action. That includes breaking the systemic issues in our government institutions that caused groups of society to take such drastic point of views in the first place.

Let’s teach more about the values of Mercy and Empathy before resorting to casting down Judgment and Violence.

If you believe in the story about the breaking the cycle of birth, life, death as described in my View of Hell, it starts with focusing on our Mental Health.

The negative thoughts swimming around

It’s the scariest thing to think about working on. It’s a whole lot easier to do a pushup than it is relive an event that is etched, burning in your eyes every time you close them. It’s not the fact you can’t say or relive the events; it’s that telling them outload makes you think you are crazy, a wimp, a loser.

Because that’s what those damn tv shows said.

Maybe it isn’t even anything that bad but a view on life you know is wrong, you just don’t want to face. You and your friends repeated the same harassing jokes at each other as more graphic humour.

What if you are just in an okay place and could just use someone to talk to every few weeks?

What if my thoughts are good, what if my actions today were good. Saying them out loud is supposed to be good?

My bad thoughts really aren’t that bad. What about all those espionage movies and tv shows where the secretly taped recordings come back and bite my chance of getting that big promotion ten years from now. I can’t risk that. I can’t say those things out loud

Because that’s what those damn tv shows said.

Before you come to the defense of these tv shows or these tv show way of thinking, remember. This is what I saw on tv on my Path growing up. Yes, there are exceptions to the rules and those who aren’t good, pretending to be good actually does exist in the real world as well.

The scenarios happen way less often than you think.

Before you argue any further, answer me how often quicksand really has affected your life.

If we live in a world where we rather fear the 0.001% bad over the 99.999% of good, then how can good ever win?

Bottling our Mental Health

As Jesus spoke the famous cast no stones portion of his story during the Path of Jesus and the Swami, we all have stones that could be cast at our glass houses even if we meant well at the time.

We all have had influences and traumas that have impacted our lives. Some more than others, some more intense than others.

We all have some level of bias, repressed anger, a moment in life where someone made you feel less of a person than they ever had the right to do.

Maybe we have been the ones inflicting those moments on others mental well-being in the past.

We were taught to bottle those emotional things up. Throw them in a dark pile in the corner of the Maya Express.

Problem is the table is covered in those bottles. Every so often one falls off the table and breaks and causes quite the stir at other tables.

I can’t tell you the world is perfect, and you can trust anyone one hundred percent.

What I can tell you, in my experience, therapy sessions can be some of the safest, securest places to be.

They can open you up to seeing things about yourself that later you type about in an online Journal in hoping others can see it too.

You may see it differently, but that doesn’t make my Path interpretation wrong either.

The biggest block we have from getting help on the Path of Mental Health is our Ego and our Pride.

I don’t need no kumbaya

Just Breath and Count to 10

I’m a strong advocate for realigning priorities within entire civilization not just our military or civil servants but our children and young adults heading into the real-world tables on the Maya Express as well.

Ways of strengthening both our Mental Health as well as the physical. Show ways of building the tools to overcome almost everything with Empathy first, Violence last.

Throw away the stigma of thinking “I don’t need no kumbaya sh*t” that is going through so many minds right now.

That isn’t what the Path of Mental Health is about.

It’s about finding what is broken at our basic instinctual levels. Just like all animals we have the basics of eating, mating, sleeping and defending under control. As long as we are in control.

Then when we lose our emotions. All bets are off.

The Path of Mental Health is about fixing those things that are broken that require strength beyond the physical.

Just Breath and Count to 10

Types of questions you never knew existed come up. If you watch some shows today, they talk about them more:

Why do I flinch every time i hear a door or Maya Express table slam?
That coworker makes me want to scream!
Why do I keep putting myself into a ball of debt, when i have any money, and can’t save it?
Why do I want to punch something when some relative or so and so mouths off?
Traffic was an unbearable nightmare today.
Why do I not get the respect that is demanded by me in the military or business world, in the real world and my family?
Why do I wake up crying in a ball under a bed every night covered in sweat?

Talking about it with a singular therapist or in group with those you can trust is the most rewarding thing you can achieve.

When we work on the deepest darkest windows on our vision of the Maya Express, when we start cleaning them, and breaking through with the Path of Mental Health; we find not only the cause for our basic toxic responses, but how to reprogram those basic instinctual responses, into something more positive.

No longer does having a positive account in bank spark the need to get rid of it because a deep scar from childhood made you feel more comfortable fearing debt. No longer does someone saying something that you disagree with spark childhood trauma emotions of fear and abuse.

Just Breath and Count to 10

I found my therapist through a service connected to my insurance literally just searching at psychologytoday.com. I called right after I got back on my walk with Millie at the end of the Path of Maya.

I wish there currently was ways to get everyone the therapist they need individually. Maybe one day we can get there, and the world won’t think of the Path of Mental Health as a joke, but more as a Pillar on the Path of Love.

Just Breath and Count to 10

When we remove the stigma of Mental Health being a joke and make it the rail that holds our Spiritual Path in a steady, firm manner; then conquering Hell and overcoming the Path of Maya and defeating the Maya Express can be accomplished.

That just because we have the same basic instincts of all animals of eating, sleeping, mating, defending doesn’t mean we as humans can’t use the fifth instinct gifted to us.

The ability to reason.

The ability to question.

The ability to find our Spiritual Path.

The Ability to keep our Path of Mental Health clean so that when life requires us to fall back on the basics, we can handle them with more grace, and less destructiveness.

As the dust settled from the Path of Maya and the wide brushed push broom of Mental Health starts cleaning the inside of the Maya Express, the next destination becomes clearer. Yet another that one sounds so simple.

The Path of Walking.

Yours Forever Grateful.