Have you read the 18-point iPhone contract that recently went viral?
If you haven’t, you should.
And if you have, read it again. Read it again and again.
Print it out. Post it to your fridge. Because it isn’t just for a 13-year old boy with a new iPhone…it’s for all of us.
All of us, who, first thing in the morning roll over and check our Facebook pages; who ask google instead of opening a book or talking to a friend. Who walk head down, fingers typing through the world; who snap an Instagram instead of soaking a moment in.
For all of us who forget our manners. Who answer and type and drive. Who ignore what’s right in front of us in favor of what’s on the screen.
Hang it up. Turn it off. Go the fuck outside.
And don’t tell anyone. Don’t tweet. Don’t update your status. Do it just for you. In secret.
Dance around in your underwear. Drink orange juice straight from the carton. Play in the snow. Have an adventure.
Write about it in your journal. Take photos with your eyes.
And for the love of God, “Do not send or receive pictures of your private parts or anyone else’s private parts.”
No matter how old you are.
Sara McKeown is just like every other yogi, except she hates coconut water. When she’s not perfecting her Downward Facing Dog or teaching other people how to perfect theirs, she can be found eating avocados, doodling in her journal, talking with her hands, microwaving her non-dairy ice cream, daydreaming about having Ira Glass’s babies, debating which book to stick her nose in or helping people live their best lives through her work as a counselor and wellness coach. Send her love notes at [email protected] or come along with her on her journey by checking out her blog, My Great Leap.
Like elephant I’m not “Spiritual.” I just practice being a good person on Facebook.
Ed: Bryonie Wise