I have been sick for some days now, with a lot of discomfort off and on.
The symptoms include nausea, aches, headache, dizziness, sometimes extremely sore throat, shivers/sweating, general sickness feeling, and so on, and I am not sure if it’s “just” a flu or covid.
What’s the reality of it?
What’s the reality of this situation?
It’s that I have a virus that most likely will pass in a few days.
I am in a beautiful apartment in Oslo, at the edge of the forest, by a river.
I have a grocery store two minutes away, and money to buy food.
I have people who can help me if it’s needed.
I have access to excellent healthcare.
This kind of reality check is good medicine when the mind goes into self-pity, fearful thoughts, and so on. In this situation, it doesn’t go there much, but it’s still helpful to remind myself of the reality.
What’s the worst that can happen?
What’s the worst that can happen?
I’ll die, which will be an adventure. It’s OK if that happens.
I’ll get worse from my CFS. That’s more of a concern. Even then, I’ll be taken care of one way or another.
It’s OK. And the fear I notice far back in my mind about it is OK too.
It will pass
I notice that what I love about it is that it will pass. (Didn’t Byron Katie say something about that?)
It will pass since everything passes. What comes together falls apart. That’s how this world is put together, and it seems to be one of the biggest struggles we mammals with abstract thinking has.
I make a point out of reminding myself of this, whether I am in a situation my personality likes or doesn’t like. It helps me struggle less with both – holding onto one and trying to make the other go away.
What’s actually here?
My mind tells itself there is strong discomfort, and sometimes less strong discomfort.
When I look more directly at my experinece, I find something else.
I find wast space and spaciousness.
I find a few sensations here and there happening within this wast space.
I find they spacious. They are made up of this space.
At least here and now, when I actually notice what’s here in my sense fields, it’s OK. It’s fine. It’s not nearly as dramatic as my mind sometimes talks to itself about it.
Anchoring attention in sensations is sometimes good medicine.
My mind projects it into the future
Right now, I feel sick and am mostly in bed, unable to do much. I am unable to do the projects I had planned for this week. I am unable to take care of things or my life beyond just resting, drinking lots of water, and eating a minimal amount.
My mind has a tendency to take these images of what’s here and put them into an imagined future.
That’s very understandable. It wants to protect me and take care of me.
It’s also a pattern I recognize from the past, especially from CFS/ME crashes.
So I notice it, notice it comes from wanting to protect me and from love, and see it for what it is.
I assume because of that, that pattern is now more like a ghost. A faint echo of a pattern that used to have more energy and apparent substance to it. (And that can change, of course.)
It’s very understandable
My personality does sometimes struggle with what’s happening now.
It’s not OK with it, and that’s OK. It’s very understandable.
We are mammals and don’t like discomfort and illness. Our bodymind is programmed over innumerable generations, likely back to our very first ancestors at the beginning of Earth life, to not enjoy it, and be motivated to make it go away. We are programmed to seek to either make the apparent cause of discomfort to go away (in this case, the illness), or get away from it.
That’s beautiful. This is what has kept all my ancestors alive for long enough to have offspring, which is a miracle in itself. There is love here. A desire to protect.
It’s one part of me
When a part of me comes up that’s unhappy about what’s here, want it to go away, complain about it, project it into the future, and so on, it’s a reminder that these are parts.
They are far from all of me. And they all come and go in terms of being vocal and on the surface.
Thank you for protecting me. Thank you for your love for me.
Being kind with my experience
This all ties into being kind with my experience, including the discomfort and the sensations my mind understands as discomfort.
Why being kind with it? Because anything else hurts. It just makes it worse.
And this includes being kind to myself when the reactive/complaining/fearful parts of me come up, and I sometimes go along with them. That deserves kindness too. It’s very human.
It’s universal
Being sick is a universal experience. We all get sick. We – living beings – get sick now and then.
Again, it’s not wrong. It’s part of how life is set up.
So when I feel sorry for myself, it can be expanded into empathy. This is how others experience it too, when they are sick. This is sometimes how it is to be a living being, whether it’s a human, cat, lizard, fish, or something else.
This too helps me. It’s not just about me. This is universal.
We are in it together, and there is a beauty in that.
Giving it over to the divine
I sometimes give it all over to the divine – the illness, symptoms, my fears, the way this personality responds to it, my life, and so on.
And that’s a reminder that it all already belongs to the divine. It’s not mine, in that sense. It belongs to live. It’s all local and temporary expressions of existence itself. It’s not wrong.
It’s part of life expressing, exploring, and experiencing itself in always new ways. It’s part of existence expressing, exploring, and experiencing itself in always new ways.
Noticing what I am
Many of the earlier notes have touched on this, and I have held back from going there since I wanted to save it for last.
This is all happening within and as what I am. The space I am forms itself into all of it. The awakeness I am forms itself into all of it.
That’s good to notice. None of what’s happening touches what I am.
Becoming familiar with this
All of this has been here during these days of being sick, although some of it has been far in the distance and only as a hint. Nothing else was needed. (For instance, exploring “what’s the worst that can happen?”.)
After all, it’s “just” a flu or covid and I will most likely be fine.
Still, I notice and actively engage with all of this now and then. It’s good to get into the habit.
It’s good to be more familiar with the terrain.
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