pain as free medicine

In early February, I ruptured a disk in my low back: first an ache, then a burning two-inch poker, then an angry nerve’s lightning bolt searing down my leg. For the next week, until I saw a spinal specialist who prescribed the right nerve medication, I hobbled with a cane, couldn’t sleep, was unable to sit at my desk, and had no appetite. Intractable pain is exhausting.

And yet!

Sometimes, while lying awake, present to the moment which was busily announcing its presence—where else could I be?—I focused on severe pain as rich sensation. Although the aching and burning didn’t let up, the sensations did fluctuate, always subtly shifting. For brief periods, the margin between agony and ecstasy melded. Such a mystery.

Other times, I rested in and as the “field” (a simpler word for “consciousness”—more plainsong, less full orchestra). That’s the apparent choice: either be the sensations, or be the field in which sensations arise. In neither instance did the pain go away. Thisness is thisness—there is no choice but to be it all.

Apparent choice? No choice? Which is it? Once I heard Adyashanti answer a student’s question this way: “If there’s an apparent choice, make it.” I giggled with delight and slipped that expression in my pocket. Of course, both—“both” is a concession to the failure of language to express the inexpressible—are true. Neither are true. Nothing is “true.”

Because of this teaching—this ever-evolving-no-place-to land-understanding—no story formed. I had no fearful thoughts of the future, or story-building about what caused it to happen—which would have added suffering on top of acute sensation.

Gratefulness flooded for the extravagant pain, my husband’s precious care, the abrupt interruption of teaching, driving, and writing. Gratitude lit me up: this apparent paradox of field and sensation, the ever-inseparable unmanifest and manifest, never other than what it is: outrageous, unstoppable, and luscious free medicine.

© Amrita Skye Blaine, 2017
photo credit: Emily Polis Gibson of the Barnstorming blog
credit for “free medicine

10 Comments

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10 responses to “pain as free medicine

  1. Love, love, love! I’ve been thinking of you. (The word that comes up is “persistently”.) Now I know why. Your pain is known to these cells; your luscious take on your experience is relished. I am swooning. x

    • I read your comment aloud to Boudewijn and he gave a soft chuckle and replied, “That sounds so much like Louisa!” Sending love flying your way, too. I MISS you!
      Love,
      Amrita

  2. Marjolein

    Wow Amrita, thank you for sharing this powerful lesson! … wishing you all acceptance for what followed and may still follow. ❤ and a hug for you both, Marjolein

  3. Alexandra Hart

    Beautifully said, Amrita, and so true.

    But, are you now in this state? Ugh. So sorry, bummer. I’m Panicking because I have my move on top of all the other stuff, but it too will pass -probably in a few hours, as I breathe and remember who/what I am.

    Love,

    Alexandra

    Sent from my iPad

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  4. Heather

    Thank you Amrita,
    your words have deeply touched me this morning…this mysterious thing that IS…thank you, thank you

  5. william

    Very nice, very sweet!

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