Throat Abcess Surgery

At this very moment When it hurts

pain. Much pain. As the Zen master said: "When it hurts, it hurts." I did not want to sleep. I wanted to deal with all this pain. There is hope. There is no expectation. No potion to remedy it, because there is something to remedy. That's the beauty of pain. One need not look for solutions. One can not revolt without feeling even more hurtful, you can not fight it without becoming more and more powerful. All energy used in closing the pain turns on who uses it. To run away from it you hold on to him into something dumb and deep. One can only invite you to spend, treat him as the best of the guests and thanked him off when he decides to leave, because only then will have served its function, feel or do not know. The greatest act alchemical face of pain, the fastest way to transform it into light, is to accept fully, namely dance and work with the inevitable. When it hurts, it hurts. Without explanation. No conclusions. Not guilty. Without comfort. That is, mysteriously, the end of pain.