I wanted to blog tonight but have somehow "tweaked" my neck and am feeling rather sorry for myself. The whole affair has forced me to be somewhat guarded with my movements, slow down, be still. Right now, I am lying on my bed with a pillow propped up to support my head, barely moving anything but my fingers on the keyboard...in a receiving mode, as-it-were. The sounds of evening are singing to my quieted ears, thoughts have dissipated to just what is for this moment. The pain is bringing me to center and I am becoming renewed by it.
Sounds so "Zen"...but it's true, I swear on a stack of Buddhist quotes!
I'm thinking life is a little like this. The pain we experience in our hearts and souls brings us back to "what's most important". Perhaps the experience of pain itself is cleansing. I supposed I should be grateful for the acute pain in my neck, grateful that there have been painful experiences and trials throughout my life which give me clarity and character.
So, to my painful neck...."bring it on!"