Article by Sharon Eden
Life and wellbeing are not happy clappy. Forever smiling and bubbling can be a diversion from issues and/or feelings which need attention. In reality, life is a mixture of sublime, great, good, not so good, yuch! and downright awful.
And one of the secrets of wellbeing is accepting the down times as well as the good times
So, how do you do that then?
You live life awake and willing…
You learn to undo the going AWOL, numbing out, head-in-the-sand, the ‘ignoring’ we all learn to do in response to things we don’t like or believe we can’t handle. As the saying goes…
‘Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain.’
So, here’s a story…
Once upon a long, long time ago in Ancient China, a young girl and boy fell in love. They each helped their parents run a stall in their local market and would meet whenever they could.
When the girl found out she was pregnant she greatly feared her father’s temper and what he would do to her lover. So she told her father that the baby’s father was the Buddhist monk who lived by the market, thinking her father would do less to him than to her lover.
Indeed, her father rushed to the Buddhist monk, and, because of the monk’s social position, limited his anger to ranting and raving. The Buddhist monk listened politely without ranting or raving back. Eventually, the girl’s father said the newborn baby would be given to the monk to bring up as its birth was his responsibility.
The Buddhist monk nodded in agreement… Who would have thought he would ever have had the blessing of a child to raise?… And the father went on his way.
True to his word, some months later, the father came to the monk’s shack with a tiny bundle. A little nose poked out from the swaddling and the monk took her willingly, cradling her in his arms. And so she grew from a baby into a toddler, totally cared for and nourished by the monk.
The years having passed, the boy, who was the child’s real father, had turned into a man. He now had his own stall in the market and could support his lover and their child. So, she then told her father the truth of it all.
Once more he rushed off to the monk, this time full of apologies and asking for the child’s return. The monk listened politely and thought how lucky he’d been to nurture the child. He gave her one last hug, nodded his agreement and returned her to her grandfather without a second’s hesitation.
And the moral of the story is that life’s just life, whether it’s up or down.
It is as it is!
Acceptance of whatever life brings and getting on with it as it is is an essential part of wellbeing. Ask the Buddhist monk. He’ll most definitely tell you that’s so…
© 2014 Sharon Eden and BounceBackUK