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Emotional Response

I no longer form an angry emotional response to everything that comes at me in life or media. Twenty years ago I saw myself becoming just like my father, and his father before him, angrily complaining about everything in the news.

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I stopped becoming such a big complainer when I stopped watching local newscasts and other sensational programming designed purely to elicit a fear based emotional response from the viewer. Gradually I started watching less and less mainstream media.

Negative emotional response

Now I scan the digital headlines and decide exactly where I want to invest my attention. I have taken more care with my emotional response to the world around me.


My Emotional Response in Kundalini Yoga Class

Yesterday in Dev Avtar Kaur’s class I had an emotional release of childhood pain dredged up by Thanksgiving Monday. Tears were streaming down my face during the kriya for toxic release wherein we beat our breasts and lymph nodes. Kundalini is healing the schism in my psyche. I have an incredible sense of health and well being. A human being stays human and does not revert to his animal state when threatened.

No Emotional Response is a Good Emotional Response

I am currently learning the valuable social skill of ignoring people. I have changed my life by ignoring women more and more. It takes too much of my masculine energy to even superficially engage a female. I am saving my energy for God, yoga, and this blog. When this blog is published in a few minutes I will make my own breakfast, do my own laundry, and whack out another blog. If there was a girl (or guy) involved breakfast and the laundry would take too long. My afternoon blog would be delayed. 

Thank God I never fell for the whole gay thing just because I suck at boy-girl relationships. When I was living with Dr. Allen I told my Dad I was gay. What a big mistake.  There is no gay or straight, only human sexual response.

By Dean McAdams

Born a poor peckerwood in a Tujunga holler, Dean overeducated himself beyond his social station to end up a retired paralegal in the coastal paradise of West L.A.