Based on what is described by
Cameron, I have had several experiences that could relate to her definition of
Kriya. The one that stands out to me the most occurred over this past winter
break. Last semester was definitely one of the more turbulent semesters of my
college life. School was extremely demanding for me and I often felt pulled
between spending time on necessary evils (such as my third semester of Italian)
and difficult classes that I actually enjoyed (such as approaches to stage). That
manifested itself in stress because I wanted to be devoting more time to my
theatre classes, but felt as though time devoted to general education classes
took some of that time. I loved my film class, but was struggling to make my
short film because of a proliferation of flaky individuals in my film group.
Last semester I took part in the biggest theatrical design process I’ve done so
far, costuming designing 5th
of July, which was wonderful and extremely time consuming. On top of that,
I was going on auditions for my agent and fought through the only serious
breakup that I have ever had. That being said, by the time Christmas break
rolled around I was emotionally and physically exhausted. The week I got home,
I was diagnosed with the flu and was bedridden for about four days. I think that
particular illness was my body telling me to calm down, and not over commit
myself. I know that making time for myself is something that I struggle with,
but after literally making myself sick as a result of last semester it’s
something that I am trying to be better at.
I’m fairly certain that 80 year old
me would have a lot to say about 21 year old me. I think 80 year old me will
have taken risks, and experienced failures, but she will be okay with it
because of what it taught her. I think she will have experienced many places
and many cultures. I also think 80 year old me will know that family is the
most important thing, and to be happy you have to live in the moment and not
worry about the past or the future. She will be one-hundred percent confident
about the fact that she is living for a bigger purpose, and that there is a
higher power. She will definitely dress crazy, and probably still wear
high-waisted jeans and doc martens, regardless of how styles change between now
and then. I think she would tell me to take deep breaths, and remember that in
the grand scheme of things, I am only one person. She would tell me to continue
to perfect the art of saying no, and remind me that although it is important to
live for others, sometimes you have to make choices to benefit yourself and
your own spiritual and emotional well being. She would definitely tell me to go
to physical therapy for my knees, while they are still-semi functional and to stop
putting it off. She would tell me to live out my wild ideas and dreams,
regardless of how ridiculous or un-productive they sound to others. She would
say if it’s worth it to me, then I should go for it and not be stopped.
I would tell myself at eight that she
can be anything she wants to be. I would tell her to keep riding horses and
dressing up like a rapper. I would reassure her that her crazy out of the box
ideas are wonderful, and to never stop having them. I would also tell her to
not take being yelled at personally, and to appreciate every moment she has
with her three siblings, because a day will come where they won’t all be living
together under one roof and she maybe will never get that familial closeness
back. I would tell her to keep the
home movies she makes with her siblings, because when she gets older she is
really going to wish she had them. And I would tell her that although going to church
at school every Friday seems like an excuse to sit next to a cute boy and hold
his hand during the Our Father, that she should really pay attention because
there is actually some really cool stuff being talked about.