Ruzbeh N. Bharucha
The inability to live a life filled with joy, calmness, peace and without fear of any kind is a state of hell as ruthless as the ones described in the Holy Books.
Look around you and you will realise that people live in a perpetual state of ingratitude. The eternal whiners. Everyone around them are aware how fortunate those idiots are except those whiners who continue to whine, never truly removing their heads from their arses.
The Holy Books have various ways of describing hell. The impression of hot rods of substandard quality being inserted in every orifice and opening, of a poor sod, by an overzealous bigot, who is not exceedingly concerned about calories and cholesterol comes to mind.
But when I look around me I have come to the conclusion that most of us do not know how to digest happiness and peace.
I use the word digest on purpose. My paternal grand-dad used to tell me this often, that most people cannot digest a good state of being.
According to Ayurveda, the ancient art of healing, using herbs and heaven knows what, it is believed that illness comes forth from either the stomach or the brain.
If one’s internal plumbing is not up and about or if one’s ability to absorb food calmly is an issue, in all probability very soon, other parts of the body will begin to get affected. A clean stomach is a sure sign of good health and a boring diet.
The stomach according to psychos…sorry psychics…. is the seat of emotion and if one’s emotional state is not good, which means if one is married or in a relationship of loooooove, and one is experiencing similar sensations of having one’s family jewels nailed to the floor, then the stomach is going to get affected and then the rest is medical history or inventory.
So, my grand-dad would say, most people do not know how to digest happiness and peace. If you give them every reason to be happy they will create a situation to make themselves unhappy and miserable or ungrateful or just a phenomenal pain in the rectal opening.
So, the inability to digest happiness is a common illness.
Then Ayurveda states that if the stomach is running like a well-oiled politician then the cause of illness comes forth from the head. Head, being the brain, being the seat of consciousness, being the state of not only wants, desires and complexities but also the consciousness being the vehicle that has carried life times of patterns, good, not so good, hilariously horrendous or just the old fashioned, ‘ I came, I saw, I roggered’ kind.
So we have the stomach….inability to digest a good thing and then we have the head….the ability to generate greed, hate, lust, and complexities, which are the two seats of illness as well as the two astral bollocks of angst, hate, violence, lust and sadness….all leading to misery, hate, anger, illness, constipation, and making one’s medical general physician a very affluent and a smug ‘what and not’.
We are becoming a race of playing the victim syndrome. It is everybody else’s fault but ours. One can have everything and still be miserable. I see it every day. Every time I sit for channeling it stares at me in the face. Somebody or the other is feeling sorry for oneself, playing the victim, and just moments before a family which has been devastated by death or bankruptcy have taken the blows on the chin, calmly and then there are people who will whine, whine, whine, play the victim, or be in a state of ingratitude till I calmly or like a mad man show them the mirror and if they refuse to see the obvious I politely tell them to get the fug out.
I see it up close and personal how people want to be in a state of grief and keep playing the victim. Poor me syndrome. Hell is filled with those playing the victim as living a life of ingratitude, living a life of playing the martyr is easier. You refuse to take responsibility for your actions or choices or anything and blame, blame, blame everything around you and if no one is to blame then God, destiny, fate, can always be thrown in. There are so many of us who will crib about miserable set of cards handed to us by a grumpy God, when in reality at least we have got a set of cards and a pair of hands, something so sososo many people do not get the opportunity to possess…..and I see this time and again, where one chooses darkness over joy, anger over a smile, hate over happy hour and all I want to say to each one of us is …walk away, walk away from false misery and try to do something to help those going through real pain and angst…. just don’t become like those people always whining and living in perpetual state of ingratitude.
Why is our glass always half empty? Why is one’s ‘calm something’ not as good as the neighbour’s illusionary ‘sparkling nothing’? Why does one’s loudness in laughter determine one’s intensity in happiness? When are we going to truly just be, sigh seeing the clouds caressing the sky, smell the grass or just take a deep breath….when is silence going to be cool, not only outside but within….when are we going to tell God, Goddess, Guru……thank You, I am fine, go and help those truly in need and on and off come and check on me and sit and gossip with me…..
Life is going to kill us. It surely is. When we are gasping for our last few breaths, nothing is going to matter…but those moments of joy and happiness we experienced or those moments of unnecessary angst we created and why did we mutilate those beautiful moments with our inane pettiness, jealousy, anger, boorishness or just sheer stupidity.
This life is going to kill us one day. Why die each day? There are certain things you can change for the better…change it. There are most things you cannot change…either accept it or move on. We all have a choice. Either change things or accept them or make a life of hell by neither changing, nor accepting, nor walking away, but just stewing, hating, creating hell and making life worse, a series of petty moments.
All are not dictated by the voice of something deep within that forces them to live a life that they do not want to but have to as they have been guided to.
Life can finish you off. I have witnessed it at very close quarters through the lives of the innumerable channeling friends who come for guidance.
Destiny, life, fate, for whatever reason can create hell, can make life insufferable; we can’t do much at such times, but just dig one’s feet and try to go through life calmly, bravely and praying that God, Goddess, Guru, gives us the strength and wisdom to go through our lot with grace and dignity.
But do not create one’s own hell and don’t make life a living series of misery and grief for oneself and one’s loved ones by living in a state of perpetual ingratitude. Remember there is always somebody living a life more comfortable than ours and millions living lives that makes our life, living a dream. Look around you and you will see true suffering. That doesn’t mean our suffering is not real but then we are not alone. Destiny is going to extract its pound of flesh. Even Lord Rama had to go through His suffering along with Maa Sita. Look at Their lives. Look at the lives of Spiritual Giants and the suffering They underwent. Look at the millions going through poverty, starvation, misery and then try to put your suffering in perspective. Life is going to be as beautiful or beastly as you and I want to make it out to be. Don’t let other people’s perceptions become your reality and do not let your anger create misery for yourself and those around you.
Just avoid trying to create your own hell.
Learn to digest what life offers you on your platter. Trust me millions go to sleep on an empty stomach. The only thing they can digest is their state of nothingness.
Be blessed always.
Ruzbeh N. Bharucha