Catacombe

original posted on my social media
30 June 2023
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Retrieved, blogged, and story added at 15 April 2025

I have ended my career as a yoga teacher, and told almost no one.
The first few days I was still convinced I would trade live classes and a local (side-) business, for taking online to YouTube:
– what I have to say about yoga
– what I have to contribute
– and what I have thought for many years would be mine to newly develop as well as to preserve or document for future generations.

I was convinced I’d continue online because I can make videos during daytime, not work evenings. And three hours spent making a video would be there for the ages, whereas the three hours it takes to teach one live class is temporary.

And it did make sense, because I have both been trained by the best, as well had a career that has span over two decades;
But No.

I will never make yoga videos again either.
It’s gone, it’s done.

I do know I will one day pick up teaching, but only locally!
Teaching those live classes was right for me. Creating a legacy or contributing something to the craft or industry itself, is just not my calling.
So despite those first few days, where I thought I may end my classes, but that I was committing to creating an online legacy, I ended up really retiring my profession as a yoga teacher as a whole.

Now don’t get me wrong, the biggest reason for doing so was definitely a very practical one, cutting this chord was indeed inevitable.
I am a writer first and foremost.
Not because I want to, not because I think it’s fancy or practical. Brutally honest truth;
Being a writer, or artist in general, is incredibly lonely and isolating.
No one in their right mind would choose it, but when you are, you are.
And you deal with it.

However, this means that together with the way I make my money, I already have two professions:
The Pro-one, and the writer one.
I can’t have teaching yoga there as a fifth wheel on the wagon.

So with earning money and writing, my workweek is already overbooked.
It’s a very simple equation.

That is all true. It is all very simple!
However!
What definitely did not help, was the complicated relationship society has with our physicality.
In particular with sexuality.
And even more specifically, female sexuality.

Which has been the case for thousands of years, and is deeply embedded in patriarchic structures.
But the online space and our use of social media has taken the objectification of female bodies to the extreme.

Now more than ever, we view ourselves from how others will view us.
We are performing.

Social media accounts where you are encouraged to accept and enjoy your body instead of performing, are rare.
And this indoctrination has been going on non-stop since 2015-ish.

It seems we owe people our beauty, and our looking nice, yet we are also still not entitled to our own sexual agency.

Female sexual repression is obvious, but naturally men are also sexually repressed.
Everybody is, and this is nothing new because this has always been the case.

By the time we’re in our mid-30’s, or hit 40, we’ve completely alienated from the whole Under The Belt Section.
And this will hold until midlife, where you have a chance to blow the lit off!

A good midlife crisis can do the trick of unleashing your repressed sexuality and all the other forces you have successfully suppressed for decades.
Or that society made you suppress before you were allowed to be a “part” of society.

In order to “belong” we have to de-sexualize ourselves or be openly monogamous. 

So this was already problematic, and whether or not social media had become as dominant as it obviously has, I would have figured it out one way or another.
There would have come a day where I would have figured out it is absolutely pointless to be known as a yoga teacher, and be seen as someone who has things to say about our physical well-being, when at the same time you have to play by the rules of being a sex-less human being.
We can’t talk about health when at the same time allowing for people to be cut off from their most visceral energy source.
Which is done by culture, and it is not our individual choice.
It is the price we have all paid, to belong.

Maybe the reason I have told almost no one I quit teaching yoga, is because I feel I am now FINALLY teaching it.
After two decades, I finally have the lesson for you in its unfiltered form, which will transform your physical and mental health more than anyone doing anything on the yoga mat has ever accomplished.

Want to know what it is?

Here is my yoga for you:

You are physically free.
Including sexual sovereignty.

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~Suzanne Beenackers
Catacombe
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ABOUT THE LOST POST SERIES

I have been consistently posting “What Do Rock Stars Need To Hear Today” for a while now.
Starting June 2023, they found their final form as blogposts here on the Catacombe blog, pretty quickly.

But I’ve always been aware there were singular posts/ borderline poetry, still on social media, floating somewhere down my timeline.

Some at the beginning when I did not know what this series would be.
Some around the time in October/November 2023, when I lost access to this site.
And then a few in between.

And in addition to that there are the ones I did post on the blog, but whose stories revolve around things I no longer offer.
I will retrieve those too;
And give them a new story, that has the timeless quality they deserve.

 

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Yes – you can subscribe to receive new blogposts;
But no additional or promotional emails are sent – just the blog, sec.

Catacombe’s other series “Rock Star Take On”
also goes out on ->
https://www.youtube.com/@TheNewRockStarChannel.

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original posted on my social media
29 June 2023
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Retrieved, blogged, and story added at 25 March 2025

I’ve been known to hold an opinion or two about smart phone use, the way we use it as a pacifier, melting our brain and every bit of consciousness in the process.
But there is one thing access to the entire world in the palm of our hand has undeniable brought us;
A larger way of thinking.
A bigger way, of being.

For millennia we were not just protected by the intimacy of small local communities, we were also bound by its small-mindedness.
It was a belonging that came at the price of handing over your individuality, and taking on the uniform that was prescribed for your role somewhere in the margins.
Unless you were born into, or managed to acquire, the privilege of a powerful role which came with more freedom in all areas, including the right to express who you were.

We no longer live in these small communities, basically because we’d rather be intimately connected to strangers on the internet than to connect with our own neighbors or neighborhood.
And it would be very strange to call that an improvement in any way.
And yet;
In at least one major way, it undoubtedly is.

Because with the accelerated communication on our phones, and the boundless and delusional realms of the internet we now recklessly tread on a daily basis
– not acknowledging that the whole internet thing is like the dead marshes where thousands of souls who went there before us never came back and will spend the rest of their days lingering in the dark –
also came the advantage of having our world broken open.
Its boundaries dissolved.
The old rules washed away and everything starting anew.

The internet, which was originally hailed as the great equalizer because now everybody would have a voice, did free us from the toxicity, the repression and the passive (or less passive) aggression that used to tag along unchecked, piggybacking unto group structures.
But no more.

With our smartphones, it was like the hourglass was turned, and the structures of power were flipped with it.
Now the one who found their way around the digital world the first, were the winners.
And the real world became a trinket, where everything was so slow it could no longer hold our attention.

Our attention span shrank to the length of a TikTok clip, even for the ones who didn’t even have TikTok.
We think 30 seconds is a normal length for something to have.

But in the grand scope of things, 30 seconds equals zero.
And yet!
Here we are; Big!

Because we may have micro attention spans, but we have acquired a tremendous sense of size and possibilities.
A tremendous sense of Self!

Now I know that all sounds very egotistical but it has been a magnificent antidote against patriarchical structures, which I don’t think we would have gotten around to, if not like this.

Any culture repressing women and marginalizing minorities, and gatekeeping resources needs us isolated and not talking to each other about our shared experiences.
It needs to think it is us.

What the internet has brought us, is a sense of what “systemic” repression is. And that it dissolves with people being informed, and heard, and seen, and empowered.
And how do we do that?
We do it with the much cursed phone, we hold in our hand.

Our smartphone is a curse, in many ways.
But we must never forget, that it is also the thing that has dismantled structures of repression and authority, that would have been allowed to continue for eons more, had they not been so effectively dismantled by the light of the information age.

Like vampires in the light, they have burned and crumbled away.

The smart phone is a threat to our consciousness, yes. And we do risk drowning in the marshes and becoming someone who lives online and no longer has any awareness in the real world.
No longer able to think for themselves.

But it is good to remember that until very recently, we were not able to think for ourselves either.
Whether you were male or female, you were a hostage of patriarchy.
A set of hidden mechanisms of family roles, schools and employment structures, kept you in place.

Your mind, your awareness, your sense of Self, of who you are as an individual?
All acquired only very recently!

Don’t let it be taken away so quickly.
Fight for it. 

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~Suzanne Beenackers
Catacombe
become the Rock Star you were born to be

 

ABOUT THE LOST POST SERIES

 

I have been consistently posting “What Do Rock Stars Need To Hear Today” for a while now.
Starting June 2023, they found their final form as blogposts here on the Catacombe blog, pretty quickly.

But I’ve always been aware there were singular posts/ borderline poetry, still on social media, floating somewhere down my timeline.

Some at the beginning when I did not know what this series would be.
Some around the time in October/November 2023, when I lost access to this site.
And then a few in between.

And additionally to that, there are the ones I did post on the blog, but whose stories revolve around things I no longer offer.
I will retrieve those too;
And give them a new story, that has the timeless quality they deserve.

.
Subscribe to receive
What Do Rock Stars Need To Hear Today
in your Inbox.

 

Catacombe is email-list free!!

Yes – you can subscribe to receive new blogposts;
But no additional or promotional emails are sent – just the blog, sec.

Catacombe’s other series “Rock Star Take On”
also goes out on ->
https://www.youtube.com/@TheNewRockStarChannel.

Instagram – Twitter – Rock Star Writer Facebook – Facebook Suzanne Beenackers Schrijver – LinkedIn

NEW founded in MAY 2024: SUBSTACK