Meditation cures addictions.
There is so much money spent and resources committed to addictions I don't know where to start.
So many hospital consultants and researchers seeking a cure for addictions.
Addictions to drugs. Addictions to caffeine (tea, coffee, soft drinks). Addictions to cigarettes and tobacco.
And there is so much spoken and written about meditation.
Even my peer support network emailed me today with 10 mindfulness tips, one of which was regular meditation.
Yet no-one seems to be making the connection between meditation and addictions.
Prior to meditation, I had several unhealthy, toxic addictions.
I used to crave my coffee in the morning. Tea in the afternoon and evening.
Once a day I used to have a craving for cannabis. The high that I was getting from the cannabis could not be equaled by anything else.
And of course tobacco. Once an hour I had to get up out of my comfortable chair and go outside for a rollie (handmade cigarette).
So my day was filled with addictions, whether it be caffeine, cannabis or tobacco.
Oh, and lest me not forget, my addiction to and craving for sugar. I would eat sugary chocolate biscuits, at least four or five each day.
Well folks, since commencing on a twice-daily, non-negotiable, twenty minutes per session meditation practice all of my addictions have left me.
I don't crave coffee or tea. I don't crave cannabis. I don't crave tobacco. And I don't crave sugar or chocolate sweetstuff.
I have noticed tremendous improvements in my mood. I am not lazy and I am much more positive-minded, generally speaking.
My relationships with those around me, including my parents, brother Eamonn and fiance San over in Laos have improved beyond recognition.
Since starting on this twice-daily, non-negotiable routine I generally take the healthy option, the option that's best for me when presented with a decision to make.
I saw a woman today in the supermarket placing box after box after box of Easter bunny eggs on the conveyor belt. How many Easter eggs did I purchase? 0. Zero. Nada. Zilch.
So if you want to turn your life around, if you want to avoid doctor and hospital visits, if you want to lead 'the good life' and avoid trouble like divorce or falling out with the people in your family/neighborhood/occupation, best get meditating people.
How to meditate, in three (3) easy steps
- Sit with your back supported, head free
- Close your mouth and repeat the mantra 'Ah-ham' to yourself over and over
- If mind wanders bring it back to the mantra with loving-kindness. Continue repeating mantra and bringing mind back for 20 minutes, twice a day morning and evening, for the rest of your life.
'Ah-ham' in English means 'I am'.
That's it folks, that is how to meditate in three easy steps.
The phrase 'the best things in life are free' has been coming to mind for me at least once a day recently. And it certainly rings true with these meditation instructions.
There is no need to enroll in an expensive online course where the above instructions are delivered in a convoluted way over the space of a few hours of video.
There is no need to attend some kind of a meditation retreat in far-off Thailand or India costing thousands.
The above instructions are all you need. They are all you need to overcome your drug addictions, to stop smoking, to give up eating sugar and chocolate.
These are the instructions you need to lead 'the good life'.
Two twenty-minute sessions of meditation per day will have you right in no time. And remember, don't make the same mistake I made for 10+ years - meditating once a day. This is no good; it's got to be twice a day for it to work.
Dealing with angry, offensive, and difficult people
This morning I had a particularly unexpected, and quite unpleasant experience.
It was with one of the nursing staff, her name is Catherine.
Catherine knocked on my door and I answered. Then she said something like this: 'oh, put on your clothes. I can't give you your medication while you are dressed like that'.
It wasn't just the words she was using that upset me. It was her tone and body language also. I mumbled something under my breadth and instead of engaging in a 'tit for tat' exchange of insults, I simply closed the door in her face and went back to bed.
She persisted by knocking on the door as I lay in bed. Such lunacy from this Irish Health Service Executive staffer called 'Catherine'.
I ignored her knocking this time and she made herself scarce.
Then, shortly after I had finished my dinner at 12.15 pm this afternoon, she arrived at the door once again, and knocked. I didn't answer. So she barked out orders towards me, saying that 'I'll be back tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, and you better have your clothes on'.
She shoved the day's medications in the window to me and pissed off.
Now it is almost eight o'clock in the evening and I've been wondering what to do or say tomorrow when she arrives at my door.
I've spent the entire day pondering how to deal with this person.
One thing I have concluded is that Catherine must be a total looper, to borrow the lingo from a Dub I heard say it one time. She is obviously a very crazy, very disturbed person who should not be dealing with the public in any way, shape or form.
And that is probably how I will deal with her tomorrow: as if she is a deeply troubled person. She is so unpleasant to deal with she is strange. And the experience is one I will not forget for some time.
The way to deal with deeply troubled people such as Catherine is with 'loving-kindness', in the words of the Dalai Lama.
I will probably not feel like giving her any grief or attitude for her uncouth behavior. I was thinking of saying 'are you going to give me the medication or aren't you? If you aren't, then f**k off'.
But fighting fire with fire, as I have learned from the Metallica song, and from discussing the matter via whatsapp with my fiance San in Laos, is pointless.
Fighting fire with fire only leads to total devastation and destruction.
Gentle loving-kindness is the only way to go.
I don't know if I'll have my clothes on me and be ready and waiting for her or not. But I feel now as though I won't in any way 'return fire' to her offensiveness, and instead, be diplomatic towards her.
Yesterday was only the second day I have had to deal with Catherine since I moved into this apartment in July of last year.
The first time I encountered this woman I remember her shouting at the top of her voice up the stairways in the house next door.
Catherine can only be a deeply troubled woman, who has been so badly mistreated she feels as though her only option is to be offensive towards people before they ever even open their mouths to her.