Definition of Crazy

This word “crazy” always gets a bad wrap. It has an energy about it as if something is deeply and very wrong and no one would ever want to admit that they are or have gone crazy. Unless it involves being “crazy in love”  – then that has a nice tone to it – does’nt it? It seems the word crazy may bring up for people images of homeless individuals that are communicating in different realities or someone in an institution that is talking in what appears to us as jibberish. Today at yoga class I discovered a new definition of this word “crazy”.

I go to yoga every Tuesday morning. I have had the same teacher for this class for months now. Last tuesday she was on vacation and had a very good looking guy, “easy on the eyes” I might add, substitute for her. It was a tough class as far as pushing body strength and I remember the class well because I had a magical interaction with the instructor. He even gave me his business card. Today, as usual I went to my tueday morning yoga class and my original teacher was back from her vacation. She asked if there was a substitute last week and how was it? A woman in the class said “Oh we had this nice women but all she did was stretching exercises.”

Now I am thinking to myself we did not have a woman, it was Brian the good looking yoga guy who was here.  Another person in the class said “Yes she was nice but quite boring.”  Now I am feeling really weird and beginning to think I am going crazy. I spoke up and said “It was not a woman it was that guy Brian and it was a really tough class.”  Several turned to me and said nope not last week it was the nice easy woman. OK – now I am going bonkers. I know in my truth it was the hot yoga guy. How could I forget? Everytime he touched me to assist me to move deeper into a pose my body tingled.

Several people were now trying to console me and saying oh you must be thinking of two weeks ago – none of us were here then. Even the instructor turned to me and said “Yeah sometimes coming to the same class every week they begin to blend together.”  My insides were screaming. I felt like I was in the twilight zone and going crazy and began second guessing myself.  I knew that it was last Tuesday that this guy Brian was the instructor and I was there with everyone else.

Class started so I had to let it go – but it was knawing on me the entire class. I knew it to be true. But again it was MY truth. Maybe everyone else did have a different truth. Was I mixing up the classes? At the end of class an older woman in her late 70’s walked up to me and put her hand on my shoulder. She had a thick accent and she said sweetly “It was a tough class last week and yes it was indeed the young boy and it was indeed last Tuesday”. I smiled and said “thank you”.

What I learned today was that “Crazy” is only an implication- a perception. It is when one individuals’s truth varies or is different than the truth of the surrounding masses.  It is then that an implication is made that “the other” is crazy.  Yet it is all quite humorous. Because that label of crazy can turn in any moment. In one type of surrounding a person deemed crazy would not be in another type of surrounding. So it is in fact the environment and the masses within the current environment that gives definition to this word.  How wild that an attached definition to a word can shift and change with its environment.

Today at yoga class in the eyes of most in my class – I was “crazy”.  As I walked home from class and passed one homeless guy talking to the plastic bags hanging on his shopping cart I am sure many on the street passing by would define him as crazy – but becareful – because who knows – at some point in some specific surrounding – when your viewpoint differs from the masses, you will too – be defined as crazy.  The good news is…….it always shifts and changes and it is your personal craziness that makes you one unique human being!

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