Maladies are ever-growing as the tensions and stress of a fast-paced world take their toll on humanity. More cancer. More heart disease. More emotional/psychological issues. All due to too much stress. All of it. Doctors of Western Medicine are finally beginning to clue in to this imbalance of mind/body/spirit, as more of them take time to learn about the methods that have been used for eons, yet remain 'unprovable'. How much proof do you need, for Pete's sake?
Case in point: while experiencing a most excruciating malady, which began nearly two years ago, I was put in that uncomfortable position of having to see a 'real' doctor in order to use the medical insurance provided by my employer. I'm not big on doctors, at least not in the traditional sense. I've used homeopathic/naturopathic methods to return to wellness for more than two decades. And while most of my family and friends had strong feelings about my choices, I never swayed from my beliefs. Not even sure why. I just always felt more at ease with doing things 'my way'.
So when it came time for me to go see an MD, I wasn't too thrilled. Months later, and more diagnoses than you could shake a stick at, I was even more convinced that they didn't have a clue as to what was "wrong" with me. I even met on P.A. (physician's assistance) who, despite have no (zero, zilch, nada!) knowledge of herbal remedies, etc., was about the only one who actually listened to what I had to say about what was going on in my body, and even encouraged me to follow my own course AND use traditional medicine along with it. He was trying to help me 'manage the pain', while I did what I do at the same time. I was grateful for his compassion and considered his suggestions wholly.
Prior to being prescribed said pain medications, I was in agony. Sheer, unadulterated agony. The meds didn't take the pain away, but they did make it a bit more tolerable. With the medications, which I used as sparingly as possible, I began to meditate. Every time I would feel the pain grow, I'd lie on the floor, get as comfortable as I could, and breath...slow, deep, long breaths, until I would begin to feel the muscles relaxing and the pain easing off. And, I would ask, aloud, "what are you trying to tell me? What do I need to let go of? What is it I'm not hearing?" I believe that our bodies are great communicators, but mostly, we're just deaf to it's messages. But on to the meditation...
Now, to say that meditation was a challenge for me is an understatement. I'm not the 'be still' kinda gal who can just turn off her jitters and sit for extended periods of time. Five minutes is an eternity...or rather, it WAS. Having used this meditation 'therapy' for going on two years, I can tell you, without question, that it works. Do I know how or why? Nope. All I know is, when I lie down and breath, especially when I have my headphones on and listen to whale songs, I can float right out of my body and into some kind of peaceful limbo where the pain is gone and so are my thoughts. Gone. POOF. Just like that.
I can say now, after many trials and much research, that there is great validity in meditation in lieu of medications. I have managed said pain without the use of drugs for more than 9 months. And whenever I doubt the results, all I need do is lie down and do it again. It works. Every single time.
One more note to add: there are many, many ways to 'meditate'. If gardening is your thing, and you find peace in the activity, that is your meditation. If cleaning your house or petting your cat or sitting on a hill listening to the wind are what make you reach that 'quiet' place, then those would be your meditations. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Meditation, like prayer, is different for everyone. Find your own 'medicine' and use it. It's available to all of us, if only we will allow it. ___________________________________
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Camille Strate is a blossoming Being who spends much of her time writing. She also spends an immense amount of time crafting magickal treasures out of wood. When she makes time for it, she rolls around in the grass with her dogs and cat, pretending to be 9 years old. More often than not, she's got a smile on her face & a whole boat-load of love in her heart. Visiting her website is highly recommended.