Mind Over Matter

Another bright sunny day on a wintry landscape in London, even after 6 p.m in the early evening; lovely.

This is the second day of fasting and I am quite surprised how easy it has been so far - no pangs, no cravings. In fact I feel quite full. It must be all the currents of positive energy I’ve received since my Procrastination post (29 March). Still, I expect the dogs will be unleashed tomorrow, on the third day – jumping out of the plane day.

I am eternally fascinated by how extraordinarily important the mind is in the execution of everything.  Just think about it: we cannot do anything unless we ‘call to mind’ that we have to do this thing; in order to create something we have to invoke imagination but crucially we need to focus the mind.  It is that focusing of the mind that has enabled me to heal my body. If I have a fear in life it is that of losing my mind because then my soul will be left floundering in an abyss and I might as well be dead.

My doctor once told me that, contrary to the vast majority of her patients who focused purely on the physical, I paid too much attention to the spiritual and she thought that was not necessarily a good thing in terms of my healing needs. Well, that stopped me in my tracks because I realised that she understood more about me than I had given her credit for.

Yesterday I had an opportunity to talk to a family member in a way we had not done for a very long time; a long truthful, mutually affirming conversation. She told that she had always viewed me as someone ahead of my time. I was interested that she used weapons as a metaphor to demonstrate her meaning. She said that while everyone else was taking the whole day to pull one of those heavy canons up the hill, I had already reached the top and had my laser gun trained on the target. When discussing this view of me with a friend of hers, he commented that the future would be even less primitive; it would be about using the mind.

One of the books on my shelf is Concentration and Meditation: A Manual of Mind Development by Christmas Humphreys - what a fabulous name! Humphreys was a British high court judge and Buddhist, who authored a number of books on Mahayana Buddhism and founded the London Buddhist Society. Everyday I give thanks to those old Buddhist monks who thought me how to use my mind to heal my body. Medical Science is only now exploring meditation as a tool for generating health.

There is so much more to say about all of this, but right now my body is coming under stress from the barrage of waves directed at it by the electronic gadgetry that I am using, so I’m signing off for today.

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  1. Carole Pluckrose3 April 2013 at 05:28

    This is such powerful stuff Amari -
    Love with you as you fast.

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