Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling, with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond that pain.
Kahlil Gibran, Lebanese Poet
I had a delightfully painful experience yesterday and I wanted to blog about but it slipped my mind till I was ‘reminded’ gently by the Universe when I saw one of my old self made posters with the quote above.
I was hanging my clothes and drifting, dreaming. I have no clue where my mind was or what I was thinking and suddenly a peg ‘bit’ me. The unexpectant pain brought me crashing back into the moment, the NOW.
Increasingly, that’s the message that is being sent by the Wise Ones. Empty your mind and really be in the moment. So my epiphany is that pain is necessary – to bring us back into LIFE – NOW!
It is clear, spiritually, emotionally, even medically that dis-ease and dis-comfort are ways for the body to signal to us, loud and clear that there are issues that we have overlooked that need to be dealt with.
So, it is my reminder to myself to live in the NOW, relinquishing the past and forsaking the future. Because Now will Illuminates both the Past and the Future, but if I can experience it.
And here’s the excerpt from The Prophet by Gibran on Pain.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell
that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break,that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder
at the daily miracles of your life, your pain
would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your
heart, even as you have always accepted
the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity
through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the
physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink
his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided
by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips,
has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter
has moistened with His own sacred tears.
- Kahlil Gibran





