The mistress of pain

Today's reflection is on pain.  I am doing my best to limit the pain medications I am taking.  How many pharmaceuticals does one need in their body?

So last night I had an uncomfortable night and gave up and took the pain med at 5:00 a.m.

There is both pros and cons with pain.

On the pro side, pain really connects you to your body.  Helps you listen to what is going on.  Creates a bond that actually helps me meditate, and feel "love" for me.  I think positive thoughts and have images of little workmen in my body scooping out and blasting (evaporating) all the lump stuff, leaving me healthy.  It is a focal point of using my mind to blast it with love and positivity.

On the con side --- pain sucks.  After a while it becomes too focused, and I need to use the medications to bring it down a notch or two.  I have yet to master the art of meditating all day and all night long.

There are lot of connections between pleasure and pain.  Without one, you do not know the other.

It's a sensory experience.  I would rather not have the pain experience, but it is teaching me.  My Mom was in pain  for 18 years before she died.  She handled it with dignity and bravery.  I always felt compassion for her pain, now having the experience of it myself, it takes my compassion deeper for myself and others.  Walk a mile in my shoes experience, where you realize how much us humans need each others compassion and love especially in times of pain.

My boys are the best medicine.  (In that I include my two sons ages 5 and 8, my husband and my Dad).  Seeing the world through the eyes of my kids, the wonder and enthusiasm of the little things in life.  Both boys snuggle up to me, hold my hand, give me lots of hugs and kisses.  Then my Dad who is 86, you would call him an old soul is wise, loving man who wraps me in his hugs and makes everything feel ok.  No matter how old you get, the love of "Mommy and Daddy" matter.  Mom's looking over me from the spirit dimension.  Dad is here holding me and loving me.  Of course my husband Chris who is keeping our family together, running the house, holding me when I cry, making the meals, doing the laundry.  He is amazing.

Gratitude.  I am very grateful for all I have in my life.