When I found out I had Parkinson's disease (PD) at the age of 45, all my hopes, plans, and dreams for the future became questionable. I felt an incomprehensible need and immediacy to finish everything I've ever started or wanted to do. Suddenly my life’s clock was ticking and my clock’s spring had been sprung!
I read all I could find on the internet about Parkinson’s, Young Onset of PD, Michael J. Fox, Pope John Paul II, Mohamed Ali, and others. I joined a few web-based Parkinson’s discussion forums, and started consuming myself with all I could about different treatment options, opinions, and new “cutting edge” ideas. Fortunately, I quickly became overwhelmed with all the scenarios and options and one day… I just stopped reading the internet, emails, blogs, and forum postings.
I felt confused. I started to feel loss, lost, and cheated, which begged me to ask, “Who’s cheating me?” and “What is limiting me… right now from doing what I need to do?” I was drawn to memories of a sailboat delivery I did a few years back. While off the coast of Oregon, on a particularly dark, cold, sloppy, wet night, in big waves, and high winds, I realized that life is as simple or as complicated as I wanted to make it.
After battling the boat, and Mother Nature, for what was over a week of muscle punishing balance saving hand holds, sail adjustments, tiller/rudder pulling and pushing, and grabbing anything that would keep me up right and safe and from being thrown off the bucking sail boat, I had a moment of clarity. It seemed that the more I “gave” into the boat’s motion and accepted the boat’s movement through the waves, the less energy I actually had to expend and the easier and more solid I felt “with” the boat.
That memory led me to the realization that there are many “things” in my life that are not important to “my” life. While at sea, I felt no pull to “do” anything other than to “be” where I was and to focus on the moment I was in. In removing the static of life’s conversations, appointments, obligations, and ambitions, the roiling and angry water took on a more organized and wonderful feel. The boat felt strong and healthy, the wind became almost musical, my spirits picked up and I felt stronger, more alert and sharper than I had in weeks.
The wind and waves were no longer randomly trying to sink the boat, I felt a sort of harmony with the elements, and actually started to “sail” the boat rather than “fight” the boat. My gloomy night of cold rain, blustery wind, and big cresting waves, became filled with the sounds of waves, wind, and the phosphorescent glow of the breaking waves. When I reacted to the sea’s conditions, I noticed that if I made a small course correction based on the conditions the boat began to sail downwind much more responsively and easily although on a slightly different course.
In short, what obstacles or challenges have I placed in my course through life? What limiters do I own? Parkinson’s is now something that I own. I feel Parkinson’s was given to me as a reminder to spend my time more wisely, more compassionately, and to be more mindful of where I am, and what I am doing, and how impermanent and tentative the “things” in and of life really are. When I remember to let go and “be” in the moment, or “be” with someone, or “do” what I can when I am able to, I find a sense of peace in the uncomplicated nature of just “being”.
I am retired now. I still use a schedule to plan my daily activities and my obligations. I try to visit, or call, someone new each week. I try to go to the gym every day in my quest to keep my health as strong as possible. I consciously choose to stay with the people living life rather than the people grinding through life. While course changes are difficult for me to make at times, I realize that my life can be made easier by giving up my wants and accepting giving into the moment and accepting the outcome.
Complications in my life are always born of emotional choices in which I’ve had to choose between two things that I selfishly want. I know I can do without either one of the choices, and if I actually visualize and accept my life without those “things”, only then can I truly enjoy not choosing either item and enjoy whichever one, if any, I receive. I “give” up, so that I can “receive” which uncomplicates my life immeasurably.
Have a nice day. Campy out!