Saturday, March 10, 2007

Drunken Monkey

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The mind is like a drunken monkey stung by a bee.
Buddhist saying
With all the irregular heart rhythms, the strange whooshing and swooshing of my heart, the fear of another heart attack, it was difficult not to be worried all the time. I feared that that my anxiety would make things worse for my heart, yet the anxiety was constantly present.

Several weeks after the heart attack, I took up meditation; I had difficult sitting still. I added chanting to the meditation, trying to resonate deep and healing sounds around my heart area. I worked at visualization, relaxing and seeing my heart as healthy and strong. I repeated over and over to myself, “My heart and arteries are soft and open.”

In late January, I sat down at the computer to draw and to my surprise, the image was a peaceful one.

Finally, the Drunken Monkey had calmed down.

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