During my teenage years, I had frequently heard the phrase “Healthy Mind in a Healthy Body” without understanding what it really meant. The state of the body being healthy/sick was something that I could easily visualize, but not so with the mind.
We all breathe. But for the majority of human beings, it’s just another of those biological processes that is just happening on its own inside the body and therefore is being taken for granted. Most of us, therefore, do not ever stop to think whether or not we are doing it right. The fact is that most adults do not breathe the way that nature intended. Incorrect breathing is the root cause for all our physical ailments.
My weight has come down from around 108 kgs in 2004-2005 to 98 kgs today. This has not happened because I have being working out and especially not by watching what I eat or drink. On the contrary, there is a lot of freedom in my life now. I have been on a number of binges these past few years and those who are close will vouch for that. All I have done is re-programmed my mind.
‘Harmony of Body-Mind-Soul’ is a phrase being heard a bit too frequently these days, courtesy the ones responsible for the ad campaigns designed for selling Health related Services. But there is no one that I have spoken to who has been able to explain in simple layman’s language what this really means.
The yoga camp that I attended in 1994 was, in a way, a turning point in my life. It changed my belief system regarding the road map to follow for attaining better health. The only options (for good health) till then were to exercise regularly and to eat proper food.
(First published on March 5, 2010. Revised July 5, 2011)
I was fortunate to witness nature at work at a friend’s home where we had gone for an overnight stay. My friend’s dog was looking rather listless and even as we watched, it literally crawled across the backyard sniffing at the grass. Having found a particular patch of grass to his apparent liking, he proceeded to pull out a lump of grass with his jaws, chewed it and then crawled under a chair. The animal slept soundly over the next three hours or so after which he got up, walked out and vomited everything. Much to my amazement, the not too long ago sick-as-a-dog dog was jumping all over the place as if nothing had happened. Remarkable, one would say! But routine stuff for all animals – except us humans, I should add.