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Finding Joy Amid the Pain
By Darlene Cohen
Even
while we suffer, says Darlene Cohen, we can experience joy in life by
opening up fully to our experience, not closing down. Drawing on her
training as a Zen teacher and her own long experience with chronic
pain, she offers an awareness approach to living well with suffering.
Catherine
was a highly successful financial consultant in downtown San Francisco,
a young woman thriving in a man’s world, reveling in all the rewards
business acumen can bring: luxurious condo, designer wardrobe,
everything but disability insurance. After her car accident, she found
herself living with and financially dependent on her mother again, just
as she had been as a child.
Ricardo played soccer every weekend
before he herniated a disk at work; soccer games had been the center of
his social world and his prowess the cornerstone of his identity. He
had been married only a year, but he could no longer make love to his
energetic, vivacious wife. Forced into the role of househusband while
his wife supported them, he was depressed and humiliated.
Two
years after her adored sister died of cancer, Emily seemed to be
functioning just fine. She worked, had a family life, pursued hobbies.
But suddenly and unpredictably, she still burst into tears and cried
effusively. It was as if her sister’s death had opened up some old,
deep wound that would never heal.
Many of us in the course of
living our everyday lives endure terrible suffering: grief or anxiety
or depression or physical pain that won’t go away. I think of this kind
of suffering as “mundane” anguish, affliction rendered bearable only
because it’s part of our everyday lives, like drawing breath or doing
the dishes. If we ever got relief from it, we would suddenly apprehend
how dreadful it actually is.
It doesn’t even take a specific
loss to experience mundane anguish. We humans suffer just because
everything changes all the time. Having once achieved some goal, we
can’t rest on our laurels. All of life’s circumstances are dynamic,
ever evolving into something else. We clutch at security in vain.
I
myself have had rheumatoid arthritis, a very painful and crippling
condition, for twenty years, and the stress of the disease—the fear of
the future and the despair at what has been lost already—is often worse
than the physical pain that I am suffering at any particular moment.
How
do we deal with the mundane anguish of our everyday lives? How do we
continue to live under crushing stress? And even further, how do we not
just get through these things but have rich, full, and worthwhile lives
that we actually want to live—under any circumstances?
Our
intelligence and dignity themselves are developed by our being alive
for everything, including the mundane anguish of our lives. Just our
awareness of our sensations, of our experience, with no object or idea
in mind, is the practice of not preferring any particular state of
mind. Such intimacy with our activity and the objects around us
connects us deeply to our lives. This connection—to the earth, our
bodies, our sense impressions, our creative energies, our feelings,
other people—is the only way I know of to alleviate suffering. To me,
our awareness of these things without preference is a meditation that
synchronizes body and mind. This synchronization, the experience of
deep integrity, of being all of a piece, is a very deep healing.
I’ve
often heard people in pain say, “I know it would be better if I could
accept my pain, and I keep trying and trying, but I can’t! I can’t
accept it; I hate it!” I think many people have a skewed idea of what
“accepting” pain is. If you have the idea that coping well should
resemble serenity or equanimity, something like the proverbial “grace
under fire,” then you think you should resign yourself with a big
cosmic grin, no matter what horrors are being visited upon you.
Actually,
“accepting” pain sounds to me too passive to accurately describe the
process of successfully dealing with chronic pain. It fails to convey
the tremendous energy and courage it takes to accept physical pain as
part of your life. Truly accepting pain is not at all like passive
resignation. Rather, it is active engagement with life in its most
intimate sense. It is meeting, dancing with, raging at, turning toward.
To accept your pain on this level, you must cultivate particular
skills. After you have developed some proficiency, dealing with pain
feels much more like an embrace, or the bond that forms between
sparring partners, than like resignation.
What are the skills
necessary for dealing with chronic pain, pain that you have day in and
day out and probably will have for a long time? If you have chronic
pain, your job is to (1) acknowledge that pain and its burden, and (2)
enrich your life exponentially. This is coming at chronic pain from two
angles: one is acknowledging it and understanding what it costs you in
terms of suffering; the other is opening up your life, making it so
rich that no pain can commandeer it.
Before you lose your
creative energy to depression and before you are disabled by somatic
manifestations of your anxieties, you can begin to live with your
suffering in such a way that life’s frustrations and disappointments
are part of the rich tapestry of living. In order to have such an
attitude, you need to cultivate skills that enable you to be present
for all of your life, not just the moments you prefer.
Acknowledging
your suffering—exactly what it is costing you to live with your painful
situation—is the first step on the path of penetration into the
wellspring of your experience, and it holds tremendous potential for
your liberation from depression and anxiety.
How do you learn to
acknowledge your suffering? I think it lies in practicing respect for
all your feelings. You must treat your anxiety, pain, or hatred gently,
respectfully, not resisting it but living with it. When you do resist
it, you need to treat that with respect, too. You must develop your
capacity to appreciate each thing as it is now, while inundated with
suffering. Nothing should be treated with more respect than anything
else.
When you are able to give all your feelings your full
attention, without believing that one feeling is good and another bad
(even if you think it is), then compassion, irritation, pain, hatred,
and joy are all sacred. When our way is very hard, we have an
opportunity to use every flicker of our imaginative fire. This attitude
gives us a tremendous sense of freedom and creativity. We feel as if we
can imbue any situation with the richness of our own poetry.
After
I was bedridden with rheumatoid arthritis, my mobility was so impaired
that volunteers from the San Francisco Zen Center began cleaning my
room, doing my laundry, and washing my hair. As my body got weaker and
my pain greater, and I could no longer deny my situation, I realized
that this is the life I have been given. This is the body I have to
live the rest of my life with. Within my experience, this is my
reality. Every day, I woke up and began to say, “What part of my body
can I use today to do the things I have to do?” Strangely, I found
relief in just being the suffering. Because I was so ill, nothing was
demanded of me: no function, no performance, no self-sufficiency, no
heroics. Just me living and breathing. This baseline life allowed me to
live in a very simple, nondemanding way.
At first, my conscious
life was all pain. Acknowledging the pain and its power eventually
allowed me to explore my body fully and find there actually were
experiences in my body besides the pain—here is pain, here is bending,
here is breath, here is movement, here is sun warming, here is
unbearable fire, here is tightness—something different wherever I
looked.
My life began to be filled with sensation. Not just pain
but sensation of all kinds: children’s voices outside my window; subtle
changes in the shadows on the wall as the day passed; feeling my entire
body when I turned over in bed; noticing the temperature differences in
the various parts of my body, those inside and outside the covers; the
contours of a familiar face. Rather than shrinking, my world was as
intricate as ever, just on a much more subtle level. Because I was no
longer goal-directed, sensation and feeling filled my consciousness. I
kept telling myself this must be the world of babies and animals.
Everything is fresh and fascinating.
Valuing these subtle
experiences is very unconventional thinking; it is extraordinary to be
willing to be involved with ordinary things, to be willing to live in
the mundane. We don’t have a lot of role models for this kind of
attention in our society. Thus, we are very deeply touched when they
appear to us. It is so moving when it does happen that it can inspire
us for years. When I was first very sick, lying in bed, I happened to
hear a recording of Mississippi Fred MacDowell’s Delta blues music. He
strums a guitar and sings in a rough voice. He plucks each string of
his guitar as if it were his own heartstring he’s vibrating to express
his pain. When I heard him, I felt that if he could manage to touch a
guitar string that way, I could try to live as sincerely as possible.
If
you are in great pain much of the time, it becomes absolutely necessary
that you create a life for yourself that you can not only tolerate but
love and enjoy. I am probably in more pain than most of the people I
know, yet I see my life as one of the most pleasant ways of living
currently available to human beings. I believe my life is enjoyable and
satisfying because I take my pleasure as seriously as my pain. And what
I take most seriously is living each moment of my life, to the extent
that I am able to pay that much attention.
Another way to put
this is that I try to do each thing for its own sake, to experience
every motion, every endeavor, every contact, for what it is. Washing
the dishes is not just about getting the dishes clean; it’s about
feeling the warm, soapy water soothing my arthritic fingers and
noticing the brief discomfort in my elbow joints when I lift a clean
dish into the dish drainer. Folding the laundry is an opportunity for
smelling its cleanness and luxuriating in the simple movements as a
counterpoint to my complex life. There need be no better reason than
that I am alive and doing these activities. This is engagement that
arises out of a commitment to live as thoroughly as a human can.
When
we concern ourselves with the problem of chronic pain, whether
psychological or physical, we also need to talk about pleasure. If we
are in great pain, often the first step is simply noticing that we have
any pleasure at all in the midst of terrible suffering. Then we need to
learn how to notice that pleasure is actually present in the experience
of pain. Not that pleasure distracts us from the pain or chases it away
but that it is able to send little tendrils of relief or comfort into
the pain, in the same way that darkness interpenetrates light, that
death interpenetrates life.
I think that if you are overwhelmed
by emotional stress or physical pain, it is advisable to think about
cultivating the ability to recognize pleasure wherever the potential
for its existence may lie. I say this not because I am a thrill-seeking
hedonist but because somebody has to say it. Not so many Zen lecturers
or stress reduction teachers or arthritis doctors do, so I have to fill
the breach.
It would be useful to first explore the relationship
between pleasure and pain. Like a lot of pairs—light/dark, life/death,
love/hate, sickness/health—pleasure and pain are interdependent. That
is, they have meaning only in relation to each other. Our ability to
perceive each of them is totally dependent on our understanding of the
other. Their existence is so commingled in our consciousness that if we
decide to concentrate our attention on one of them, the other comes
into our consciousness eventually, whether we intend it or not.
Sickness
and health are an example I use often, because I work with people who
have chronic physical problems. When I began to recuperate from the
worst ravages of rheumatoid arthritis, and spent more and more time out
of bed, I climbed onto the ever-turning wheel of the sickness-health
dichotomy. Every morning when I awoke, I’d think, “Am I better or worse
today?” Because I was emotionally involved with the answer—I was
repelled by my sickness and clinging to any signs of good health—I was
either cast down and disappointed, or raised up and elated, depending
on whether I was feeling better or worse.
So the problem with
pain is aversion, and the problem with pleasure is clinging. The
solution is to just live your life without getting tripped up by all
these fixations, but “just” means living your whole life. It’s being
alive for all the details of your life and not picking out the moments
that you’re going to attend to and those you’re going to ignore. You
can take care of your body simply because it yearns to be taken care of
and you are alive, listening to its yearnings, flowing in and out of
its intelligence, not making it into a separate being apart from
yourself. You can attend to your relationships with friends and mates
with a heart open to all their various characteristics, those you enjoy
and those you find annoying.
There is an absence of struggle
when you pay attention this way. What is really going on is that you
are doing what needs to be done for your body and for your
relationships; it’s not you against sickness or pain or your friends’
personalities.
When you do prefer one state of mind over
another, whether it’s pleasure or pain, you lose your capacity to be
present in the moment. When you’re making love, you’re taking time out
to think, “Can we do this again before morning?” Instead of tasting
every morsel in your mouth during the birthday dinner lovingly prepared
by your friends, you’re thinking, “What’s the next course?” You’re
constantly living somewhere else, in the past or the future.
If
you do see your cycle of craving and aversion, and regard it with some
humor or detachment, bemused at the fact that you’re always running
after something or away from something, you can begin to practice the
disinterested pursuit of pleasure. This is pleasure recognized and
fostered rather than frantically and compulsively grasped at. You can
cultivate pleasure in the same way that you eat sensibly or put on your
jacket when it’s cold. This is just something you do for your and
others’ wellbeing.
Why should you cultivate pleasure in this
disinterested way? Recent research indicates that pleasure is good for
you. Pleasure is biochemically better for your health than pain is; it
produces a different blood chemistry than pain does. Pleasurable
experiences make you breathe deeper, and some of them make your immune
system function better. Pleasure relaxes your body, so that your
muscles are more flexible and responsive. They can gently pull your
joints apart as you move, keeping you from getting arthritis or easing
the arthritis you already have.
The technique that many of
us use to become more conscious of the fundamental elements of our
lives is meditation, which can be defined simply as awareness. There is
an infinite variety of things to be aware of: our breath, body
sensations, thoughts, moods, physical movements; the animal presence of
other people in the room; the sounds we hear—to name a few.
Learning
how to pay this kind of attention can radically change the quality of
pain or stress, because the kind of mind it produces is clear and
focused compared to our usual churning, busy, jumbled mind. This lucid
mind gives us a perspective from which we can set priorities in our
lives based on our real values rather than mere habit. A great deal of
our daily stress stems from confusion over what is really important to
us. Do we actually need to get dinner on the table as fast as possible,
or is that just a habit we could reevaluate? It is good to become
conscious of our actual values. We might really believe that our
well-being is more important than living efficiently, but we might have
forgotten our beliefs in the crush of daily demands.
So how do
you begin to develop this ability to pay attention and use it to
cultivate your healing, your sense of ease, your capacity to discover
the happiness that is already there?
Every day you can practice
paying attention to the world in which you live this very moment. Sit
still for twenty to thirty minutes and just notice your sensations,
thoughts, and sense impressions. Practice noticing them without
worrying about what they are. After some weeks of this sort of
practice, you will find it easier to shift into this mode of attention
whenever you wish. Even though the stress of pain or anxiety is very
compelling, the more you practice bringing to it your full attention,
the more skilled you become. When you become able to include this
awareness in all your everyday interactions, you will notice that your
life takes on a more wholehearted quality, as though you had more of
yourself available for each thing that you do.
Another form of
meditation practice is to focus your attention on just one thing, like
your breath, carefully counting your inhalations and exhalations and
noticing the pauses in between. Focusing on anything to the exclusion
of everything else is called a concentration practice. You are
developing your ability to focus all your attention on one particular
thing and let everything else, no matter how potentially riveting, drop
away.
When you are doing a concentration practice, you not only
notice when your attention is steadily focused on the object you have
chosen, but you also notice when it wanders away. If you are new to
meditation, you will probably be amazed at how often your mind wanders
away from the object on which you have chosen to concentrate. This
wandering quality is a basic propensity of the mind. I call it “puppy
mind,” a tendency to run about and sniff everything.
It doesn’t
matter how many times your mind wanders away, perhaps thousands in a
single half-hour meditation session. What’s important is that you
notice that your mind has wandered, and specifically where it has
wandered to, then you gently disengage from that diversion and guide
your attention back to your chosen focus, whatever that is.
I
think of concentration practice as developing the “coming-back” muscle.
The more times your mind wanders away, the more opportunities you have
to develop your ability to refocus your attention, to strengthen your
coming-back muscle. Concentration meditation practice is not a matter
of ruthlessly eliminating the random thoughts that tug at your
attention; it is a matter of patiently and kindly, ideally without
self-criticism or irritation, abandoning the side roads and turning
your attention back to the object of your concentration.
The following is a good practice to build up your coming-back muscle:
1.Arrange yourself in a position that is both stable and comfortable.
2. Settle yourself and begin to notice your breath, specifically the inhalations and exhalations.
3.
Without changing the rhythm or pace of your breath, begin to count the
inhalations and exhalations from one to ten. An inhalation and an
exhalation count as a pair. That is, the first time you breathe in, you
say “one” in your mind; when you breathe out, you say “one” again. The
next inhalation is “two”; the next exhalation is “two.”
4. When
you get to ten, start over again, so that you are counting a continuous
series of one to ten. Continue this throughout your period of
meditation—say, for twenty to thirty minutes.
Whenever your
attention leaves your counting, note specifically where it goes—for
example, to what you have to do after this period of meditation, to a
fantasy of what you’d rather be doing, to thoughts of irritation or
agitation, to sleepiness, to a work project, whatever. It doesn’t
matter where it goes; what’s important is that you gently return it to
your breath and your counting. The counting is to help you notice that
your attention has strayed.
What may be especially interesting
to you is where your attention goes. You may notice obsessive patterns
and habits of mind you weren’t aware of before starting this practice.
No matter how many times you lose track of your counting, note where
your attention goes, over and over again, and then gently bring it back
to your counting. This exercise both develops your coming-back muscle
and reveals your own particular habits of mind, the favorite places you
revisit again and again.
When we become skillful at noticing our
habits of mind and letting them come and go without disturbing us, we
realize that each state of mind, including strong emotions, only lasts
for seconds before being replaced by another one. Anger turns to
sadness, which turns to melancholy, which turns to comfort, which turns
to relaxation, which turns to enjoyment, and so on. We come to
appreciate that the underlying nature of puppy mind is actually a
ceaseless, uninterrupted flow of thoughts and feelings. When we
understand this truth, we can choose to settle into the awareness of
each thought or feeling as it arises and passes. In this way, we
cultivate some freedom from the frantic imbalance created by each one.
In
general, it is very important to be patient with yourself when you are
beginning a meditation practice. You are attempting something that is
inherently very difficult: breaking old habits. And these habits aren’t
even as blatant as biting your fingernails or smoking cigarettes.
They’re habits of mind. The rule of thumb is that it takes ten thousand
times to notice that you have a bad habit, ten thousand more times to
catch yourself doing it, and ten thousand more times to substitute an
alternative behavior. The ancients who derived this dictum understood
the coercive power of habit. With this practice, you will begin to as
well.
©2000 Darlene Cohen. Used by permission of Shambhala Publications.
Darlene
Cohen is a Zen teacher at the San Francisco Zen Center. She counsels
chronic pain clients and gives workshops and lectures in the Bay area
on arthritis and living with pain. This article is adapted from her
book, Finding a Joyful Life in the Heart of Pain, published by Shambhala Publications.
Finding Joy Amid the Pain, Darlene Cohen, Shambhala Sun, July 2000.
No problem. My pleasure SnowOwl.
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