Supreme Blessing & Best Gift
A life without a touch of illness would contradict the basic law of nature. However, a life with minimal illness is what we all desire. To this effect, I believe a life without illness is the purest and supreme form of blessing. It is also, I think, the best gift a human being can ever get in his/her life. But do we really value our normal days: when we don’t even have a mild headache, when our body feels ‘normal’, without any feeling of sickness?
A normal day without sickness is a miracle in its full display: a silent miracle, a precious miracle which all of us fail to notice. Imagine you wake up one cold morning in December, when the brownish mountains are covered with snow, when the air is freezing cold; you pull the window curtains apart and make a move to get up and brew a steamy cup of coffee for yourself. You suddenly realize you no longer can move your legs. How will you feel? What will be your first reactions before you adjust with your new fate? Perplexing rite? No words to describe a situation like this one.
But at this very moment, when our health is in its best form, when our hormones and cells and tissues are seamlessly at harmonious cooperation, performing its god-designed function; we drink whisky, we boast about smoking Cuban cigar, we merrily chew doma staining our teeth red and so on. And one fine day, like the cold December morning we just visualized above, we discover to our utter horror that we have contacted cancer or ulcer etc. That is the moment we will value ‘our normal days’ when we had no sickness or disease in our body.
You may drink gallons of green tea and still get angry at the slightest provocation. It is okay but tea is godlier than whisky. Don’t you feel so?
To decorate my shanty writing, here is a quote from the 14th Dalai Lama:
“Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.”
Every day, every moment of our existence is a miracle. We must realize this and tell to our self this at least once a day, so that we may rejoice in simple yet beautiful things in life.
I got these thoughts while visiting a neck cancer patient in a hospital some months ago.