I have to continue along on the theme of yesterday’s post. This quote from Buddha strikes a profound chord. “Suffering is not holding you, you are holding suffering.” How do the words make you feel?
It is raining again today, a slow steady almost mist-like rain. There is fog blanketing the hills which dissipates before reaching the valley. The wind is picking up flicking droplets of water off the leaves of the vines wrapped on the fence. The terracotta pots on the deck darken as the soil in them becomes full of water. Everything is shiny. It’s cold. It’s a day for fish, or ducks. I like it.
After sharing my views about us shifting to a more proactive, self-responsible approach to our health, I realized today the subject is quite dense and not an easy one to tackle in a brief blog post – even if longer than my average ones. Of course, language plays a big role in how we proceed, or not, with everything. Our current conditioned reliance on institutionalized medical care is only partly problematic. It can be a huge support. I suppose it’s yet another example of balance. Overuse or total reliance on a system is as damaging as resistance. But since I’ve been writing about transforming instead of release, it seems to apply.
When I consider my emotional well-being it is as important as my physical. For me, the body speaks. When sick, it’s saying all kinds of things. It’s like how we talk about stress as triggering so many problems. Our body shouts at us telling us we are not coping by going into hyper drive. Our mind reels, and before you know it, we’re sick. And that sickness can run a wild gamut of diseases. Find a way to deal with the stress, however, and away go the symptoms. But the big question for most of us is, how do we make the change and furthermore, make it stick?
For many of us, including yours truly, the forest is most often hidden by trees. We do not want to see the way to alleviate our issues because it would require giving up something. Take money. I hear all the time how people do not have any and yet they live in lovely homes and drive smashing cars. They take holidays and buy new clothes. How can they have no money? Choices. We all make them and chatter. We keep up the talk. Contradictions. So changing my talk – self and conversational both – has become an ongoing challenge.
For example consider the banal expression, “I’m tired.” I say it a lot but working to catch myself so I can look at what my words really mean. I’ve learned that most of the time it’s a worrisome or attention seeking expression. Now, I say nothing or, “Nap time!” or similar. It may sound almost trite, but it is anything but. Interesting is that the more I do this, the more aware I am of the feelings I attach to my words and that helps a great deal.
I wish tonight, again, for balance. Surely it is a worthy goal. We will likely never ever achieve it, but by recognising when we are out of it, we can try to find it again. When out of balance, feeling deep sorrow or even ecstatic joy, it is important to acknowledge the feelings, of course, with a nod to knowing they will pass. Once they have, we can reclaim our equilibrium and begin to decipher the learning. From a more balanced place we can transform.