Doctors and patients alike must come to know the spirit and mind. They must integrate spiritual awareness with the material knowledge of mind and body. From this point, medicine can go beyond the material treatments and towards comprehensive healing.
“Mi hijo murió hace tres años,” the petite Colombian woman told us with tears in her eyes. Cristina and I were leaving Comuna 13, a district in Medellin, and had struck up a conversation with a woman walking to the metro. “Lo mataron.”
The fact is, the human mind, in its state of potential, is no different between gender, race, and culture. It is how we treat the developing mind that produces the behavior we see later in life.
Social media is giving me the freedom to share my writing and thoughts. I am recognizing it as a tool, something that I can use to my benefit if I yield it with care and precision. But like a sharp knife, I must proceed with caution– fully aware of its potential for harm.
Non-action is no accident, just as an athlete’s effortless movements and a musician’s performance require practice. We are all capable of walking through life as artists and athletes, moving towards a state of non-doing as we eliminate the noise.
We can’t take away the decisions of the past, we can only work with what we have given ourselves up to this point. And I want to give myself physical freedom, this day and every day forward.
Isn’t it odd that the way someone looks leads us to make so many assumptions about who they are and how their life is?
Food and culture go hand in hand. With this practice, the world has enjoyed thousands of years of positive human health.
These external beauty standards have deeply affected my life. The only therapy I know for it is to simply delve into the sensations and discomfort, and seeing what arises from the vulnerability.
Practices like loving-kindness harness the potent power of love and feed it to the brain. Goleman explains how the brain seems to light up in these practices, more powerfully and quickly than in any other practice, as though the brain was craving love.