In the last couple of weeks I've been going back and forth to the
hospital (mainly to visit sick members of the family who had to undergo
various medical procedures) with a frequency that is making me ponder
about the value of life and whether when it comes to making the most of
it, we've actually got our priorities wrong.
So what are
normally our priorities in life? The things that come under our
definition of success and happiness? Depending on one's age and stage
in life, not to mention the demands of our families, community and
society, for most of us our pursuit of happiness usually range from
acquiring a certain amount of wealth, to achieving a desired status,
and raising children that would hopefully also attain a desirable level
of success and wealth.
Of course if we're somewhat religious, we
would also ensure that we devote a certain amount of spiritual
investment to guarantee us a comfortable place in the afterlife.
In
the whole process of studying, working, striving and competing, where
does our body come into it? When we're hale and hearty, what sort of
investment do we make for it? Perhaps as we get older we buy some sort
of insurance just in case something happens. But overall, how much time
in our lives do we actually spend attending, listening and
communicating with our body?
One only has to see the number of
people who, as they rise in rank, status or power, pay less and less
attention to their physical well being. If anything their girth seems
to expand with their growing responsibility and higher social status.
Moreover,
a more prosperous lifestyle and better education do not necessarily
denote a better understanding of the workings of their bodies nor a
common understanding of their nutritional needs.
The rise in
obesity and in type 2 diabetes including in the young and other
lifestyle and diet-related diseases are testimony to a widening gap
between our mental aspirations and our physical needs. It is as if in
the process of chasing our dreams we become a careless driver in a
vehicle that we don't consider our own.
As a matter of fact, we
probably feel a greater love for our material possessions than we do
for our selves. We pay more attention to the welfare of our cars and
houses than we do to out own physical health. For instance we ensure
that our car is well maintained, regularly tuned, insured for possible
damages and given the best fuel.
As for our house, we take great
pride in it, decorating it, spending enormous amount of money to make
it our pride and joy and the envy of others, as if the house is an
extension of our own being, a reflection of who we are.
So where
does that leave our bodies - the intelligent being that has kept us
going throughout our lives and had put up with all the abuses and
stresses that we constantly subject them to almost everyday we've
occupied it?
Except for the health conscious few. Most of is go
through existence without any sense of awareness, knowledge or interest
about their bodies or how they function. Until the day something goes
terribly wrong. Even then they leave the matter to someone else to take
care: the doctor.
The doctor however, can only cure the disease
but cannot make us whole again unless we too take part in our own
healing. In my experience, the more aware we are of our body, the more
we understand how it works and the more in tune we are to what it
needs.
For that we need to start learning about how the body functions and listen to it when it speaks.
And
the body speaks to us all the time and in various ways. Sometimes with
gentle reminders, others as strong warnings, and everytime nudging us
to do something about it.
A headache is not a natural state of
being, to be ignored, suppressed or accepted as part of one's
disposition. It is the body telling us that something is amiss.
Similarly an ache here or there, a pain, however mild, an itch, a rash,
a sensation, these are all messages that the body gives us and expects
us to respond - perhaps with a check up, a change of diet, a giving up
of bad habit.
While people would take great care that dirt and
dust do not accumulate in their house, they don't think twice about
allowing toxins, poisons and detritus to enter their own bodies in the
forms of junk food, cigarette smoke, processed foods plus stresses and
all sorts of negative thoughts and emotions - toxins that they ingest
day in day out until the body is no longer able to fight them off and
succumb.
I have seen so many people who only realize they have
a body when they suddenly fall ill or when the body ceases to function
in the same way that it used to. And they wonder why what had gone
wrong.
It is only when we lie prone on our backs, helpless and
alone in our pain and vulnerability, do we then realize where the real
value of our life lies and the meaning of true wealth.
(Desi Anwar: First published in Tempo English)









