Inspiration and Stillness
My illness though banal left me in no mood or strength to post New Year Greetings. So today, please let me wish you a belated Happy New Year!
The months of January and February passed by in a flash. I was neither quite sick nor wholly well. Watery eyes. Runny nose. Dripping fluids weakened my sense, made my thought process incoherent
No fever. But the dry cough refused to leave me until the end of the second month.
After four weeks of cough syrups, nose spray, cold tablets and inhaling steam three times a day I got my normal health back.
But looking back I would rather not complain about two months of common cold. Many things were revealed to me during my illness that I could not have envisioned in health. (Except in meditation and journaling)
At times half asleep and half awake I felt terrified.
Another time I walked through an exquisite landscape.
And yet another day, I dreamed I am sick. In delirium, I descended to the desert of my soul where my wasteland was disclosed to me. That dark day, however, was balanced by my traverse through the mountain path sprinkled with wild flowers.
On another note, for the last six months I’ve been writing poetry inspired from various scriptures, some of which we have read together. The poems are about meditation, writing, space within, and self-understanding. I’ll post them at regular intervals on this page. Here is the first one:
A PLACE OF STILLNESS
Scribblers and writers!
Write what you sense, know, feel.
Improve your skill.
Revise your self.
Sense your body.
Know your thoughts.
Feel your heart
Encounter the wounds within, your regrets, your shortcomings.
Jot them down.
Catch them into words.
Transform them into stories.
In mindful writing and meditation overcome them one by one.
This is a path to discovering unlimited possibilities and a place of stillness.
Search! And reach the place of everlasting peace.
Beautiful…soulful and full of warmth and simple sharing.
Much love, Nun Sabai
wish u good health.
So sorry for the ilness dear madam. May the almighty
God cherish you with whatever you want, and just
understand that far away here in Tanzania there are prayers
for you! Be blessed!
This is beautiful! Very very insightful!
This is a beautiful poem and just what I am trying to do in writing my memoir. I am going back through my journals from that period in my life when I did just that what you say in your poem.
My journaling reflects what you say. I love it!
I can’t wait for you to share more of your poems.
I wish you peace and health. 🙂
Madhu B. Wangu
Thank you Virin, Elias, Carol & Clarbojahn for your kind comments!
I am sorry that you have been sick all winter; it was indeed a horrible winter but it is almost over now (I hope)
Your poem is beautiful and promises that mindful writing will bring a peace that I have not yet achieved but I keep persevering and I’m looking forward to next week.
This poem is beautiful and was nice to read before I dug into my writing session. I too had some health issues this winter, but it actually helped me relate to my protagonist in my WIP who is facing health challenges! Im a firm believer that we can take all our experiences – however unpleasant and “catch them into words and transform them into stories.” Nice work!
The “wounds within” with nagging regrets, niggling shortcomings – I wouldn’t be without them, painful though they often are. They provide a rich source for our stories and poems. Drippy noses, teary eyes, scratchy throats and tickling coughs magnify those parts we’d rather ignore. Having them pop up once in awhile (not often) is probably a good thing.
Stay well now, Madhu.
I’m looking forward to digging deeper into my own caldron at E’nP.
Madhu B. Wangu
Mary Alice, thanks for sharing a profound thought!
I agree, the wounds within are a rich source of creativity.
Yet, once we learn to be still and arrive at the place of everlasting peace, we experience a state that is beyond bricks and bouquets we occasionally encounter. Knowing it does not mean we start living in mystic euphoria. (Though a rare state worthy of experiencing.) We continue to live our daily lives.
However, having experienced the stillness within helps us better handle and understand our pain and pleasure; success and defeat.
And don’t forget how sitting still sharpens absorption, the focus on work in progress.
It seems many of us are in the best of company re this sickly *Past* winter — with hope that only the learned remedies remain.