February 6, 2015

The True Gift of Pain.

the pain

Here it is again.

The pain that I know so well through various surgeries. And for a time, I was finding myself still on the prowl for the dog beneath the poop. You all know the story of the kid who gets excited when he sees this big poop and says, there must be a dog underneath.

If I were to reverse the dog to God, that’s what I am always looking for, the spiritual gift underneath the pain. What I have found is that pain itself is the gift if I can meet it with acceptance and peace.

12 years ago, when I was undergoing chemotherapy and then heart surgery, I was on the lookout for my spiritual gifts. If anybody deserved them, I did. In fact, I picked them out myself.

I first thought my gift was to have freedom from a long time food addiction.

For the first time I ate like what I thought normal people ate, a little of this, a little of that and even dessert.

In the time prior to my illness, whenever I had dessert, I would start binging. But this time, in what I thought was my new gift from God, I could just have that one slice of whatever was offered. The transformation had happened—freedom from food addiction was my gift from God. (What I was later to find out was that because of the pain I was enduring, I had just reached a formerly agreed upon, if unconscious, level of pain and binging would have blasted it out of the park.)

The other gift I thought I received was the gift of compassion. Nobody had more compassion than me except perhaps some really enlightened liberated person. I really didn’t understand for the first time why I was getting so much sympathy because I had cancer when everybody else seemed to be suffering too.

Truth arrives. 

Six weeks after I stopped doing chemo I found myself face down in a quart of bear claw ice cream residing in some kind person’s refrigerator. Oh yes, the compassion was also short lived. When somebody stepped on a psychological toe of mine, my reaction came out in full force.

I have come to realize that pain is a gift in itself.

It’s the gift of becoming real for a time. I don’t have the energy to present a false self—kind of what-you-see-is-what-you-get. Caveat is that you might lose some friend because suddenly your bullshitometer is working really well.

Many have problems with being in the presence of someone’s pain and will want to make us laugh or talk about endless possibilities available after the trauma. But we don’t really want to hear that either and God bless them for that effort. We just want a friend for the moment who can support us with their stillness in coming to peace and acceptance with whatever is happening.

If we’re lucky, for a time, we get to take off a piece of our ego.

Our vulnerability then allows a glimpse of the self that lies beneath.

While I didn’t become the normal eater or the compassionate Buddha my ego hoped for, a vista did open that I walked through for a while. I had to go a little further, though, towards accepting the true gift of pain, which is peace and acceptance of the moment.

Relephant read:

The Gift of Presence.

Author: Uma Simon

Editor: Ashleigh Hitchcock

Photo: flickr

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Judy Ganapati Jaya Feb 6, 2015 7:05pm

Uma is such a special and exceptional woman. I'm proud to have her as my friend. I never knew about her medical problems until now because she doesn't talk about them and look for attention or sympathy. She moves forward with a smile on her face. Love you, Uma!

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Uma Simon

Uma Simon has been Ma’s devotee since 1978 and it was an extraordinary gift to have known and studied with her. Her guru Ma Jaya Sati Bhagavati left her body two years ago. As well as being the Resident Intuitive at Kashi Ashram, Uma is also the Spiritual Explorer for Ma’s India, a spiritual gift store in Sebastian, Florida where she answers questions such as “What is the best kind of incense?” and “How do I know when I have found my guru?” You can write Uma or contact her via her website or on Facebook.