This blog is a response to some ‘Net-wisdom and the request of a bloggin’ buddy —> reveal more of my personal life.
For ten months, my personal life has been an unmitigated struggle with flu-like symptoms, nausea, muscle ache, bone ache, ultra dry skin, hair loss, exaggerated depressive tendencies, the potential to rage at irritants, and anemia with its consequent fatigue—just a typical response to the drugs that treat Hepatitis C.
What helps me fly above this unequivocal crappiness is, first, my sense of spirituality and my willingness to use the pain and suffering to learn submission to the invincible Power of God.
Second are the Ginseng and vitamins I’ve been taking for ten months and the recent addition of the best whole-food nutritional supplement I can get . . .
You should be resolving at least a fuzzy image of what I’m like by now.
However, as my Supreme Spiritual Guide says, “…music [is] a ladder for your souls…”
So, having my iTunes jacked into my ears is an important part of my spiritual therapeutics.
And, to reveal even more intimate knowledge about me:
Now, I do hope some of you will leave your comments about what all this says about me…
I’ve mentioned my various pains here and I’ll be so happy when I can trade them for different pains. Hepatitis C treatment is No Fun but the induction of submission and resignation can be profound . . .
Spiritual Quote of the Day:
The Sun of Reality is one Sun but it has different dawning-places, just as the phenomenal sun is one although it appears at various points of the horizon. During the time of spring the luminary of the physical world rises far to the north of the equinoctial; in summer it dawns midway and in winter it appears in the most southerly point of its zodiacal journey. These day springs or dawning-points differ widely but the sun is ever the same sun whether it be the phenomenal or spiritual luminary.
Souls who focus their vision upon the Sun of Reality will be the recipients of light no matter from what point it rises, but those who are fettered by adoration of the dawning-point are deprived when it appears in a different station upon the spiritual horizon.
(‘Abdu’l-Bahá, Bahá’í World Faith, p. 255)
Just had to post this:
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men.
~~~ Li Po
Now, don’t take this post as a resumption of daily blogging. . . Gonna take a bit of healing to get back to that.
I may be just a month and nine days from stopping the ingestion and injection of what I call abusive drugs, but, like I told my psychiatrist at the VA today:
Imagine someone ripping out your fingernails; one… two… three… four . . .
They notice you’re not feeling well, at all, and say, “Hey, we’re only doing one hand and there’s only one finger to go.”
Yeah, right. Stop cheering me up, o.k.?