Labyrinth

There are plenty of benefits that come with meditation.... a whole giant list of them. The chances of you reading the list are slim to none though, so I'll spare you and just list a few.

-Reduces anxiety attacks

-Increases libido

-Relief from asthma

-Increases serotonin

-Assists in aiding infertility (due to less stress)

-Increases job satisfaction

-Normalizes weight

-Increases listening skills

-Provides peace of mind

All of the above are great reason, but take most notice to the last one.  This gives understanding as to why people who are on their death bed are okay.  They have meditated and come to terms with their fate.

Being human, we always feel the need to question things or blame things on certain things or people.  When the doctor gives the news stating, "It's cancer," our first thought is this: How could this happen to me (or him or her)? What did I do to deserve this?  Our first reaction if we are religious is to question God and his reasons.  If you aren't religious you typically blame Karma.. "I'm a good person. I've never done anything to anyone to deserve this. Why me?"

Yesterday, I got the news that my step-father has cancer in his liver.  This news came after 6 years ago he was diagnosed with cirrhosis. Back in November 2006, the doctors told him he had 4 weeks to live.  6 years later, he is still with us.  While this is amazing, now we don't rejoice though because we have more sorrow to face.  We have come this far only to have a doctor determine his fate.

It's cancer and it's inoperable and they aren't going to do anything.  What gives them the right to decide who is worthy of operation or not? Who gave you the power to play God? Didn't you take an oath as a medical professional to do whatever you could do to save someone's life, and now you're telling me you aren't going to do that?

I'm angry and sad at the same time.  Yes, he did drink his way into cirrhosis.  However, he did what the doctors said to do.  He hasn't had a drink in 6 years.  It makes you sit back and wonder if they had given the transplant, would he be dealing with this now?  

Back to meditation though.... this blog is my meditation.  It feels good to get my thoughts out without having to explain anything.  I don't have to tell you why I'm thinking that.  It just happens.

This was a horrible ending to this blog, but again, I don't have to explain that either.