by Garland Davis
My wife is Japanese. I do not speak Japanese, but I understand most of what is said if I listen closely. My wife watches many health advice shows on TV. She copied one last night and insisted I watch it this morning.
A Japanese psychologist discussed meditation, imagination, and positive thinking concerning improving the condition of Parkinson’s patients. Interesting. The doctor told of instances where sufferers, after thirty-minute periods of meditation who imagined themselves walking and moving naturally without the aid of canes and walkers, actually improved their ability to walk and move unaided.
Being skeptical, I consulted the most outstanding and most informed medical expert in the world, Google (I bet you thought I was going to say, Dr. Fauci). I read several incredibly positive articles about the power of meditation, imagination, and positive thinking regarding improving medical conditions.
I decided to give it a try. The articles recommended a calm, quiet, dimly lit room where one can relax comfortably—a description of my study to a tee. I cracked the shades, killed the lights, and reclined in what has become my favorite place in the world. I breathed slowly, in through the nose and out through the mouth, as recommended. I pictured myself walking naturally through Ala Moana Beach Park in Honolulu. I was on the walkway, not the beach (I have a problem with sand, but that is another story for another time.).
I was thinking, “Hey, this is pretty good!” Why don’t I imagine that I am thirty years younger, forty pounds lighter, still have my hair, and am strolling, holding hands, with one of the 24-year-old bikini-clad beach bunnies populating the park.
After meditating and imagining for about a half-hour, I pushed my walker away from in front of the recliner, looked at my cane with contempt, rose from my chair, and stepped out with a positive attitude.
Here I am with my 79-year-old wife holding my hand, helping my 77-year-old, bald, overweight fat ass up off the floor!
4 thoughts on “Meditation, Imagination, and Wishful Thinking”
Don’t give up, brother. My prayers are with you and your wife.
I had the feeling story would and that way🤪
Love reading your blog . We are all getting older with health problems. So many people I know my age or younger die with so many problems I have been fortunate not to have. I’m grateful for every day I can wake up and live another day.
Awww Shittt! I think you need a couple more of those sessions before you try it even in the house!
I am going to try it – always believed in positive thinking. And when I saw the picture of your walker, I thought it was mine. I rarely use it inside the house – there are walls and furniture to grab hold of or lean against. Damned spine and hips – Agent Orange, that secret agent that MacNamara sent to Nam – almost ruined my heart, and DID ruin my spinal column, hips, and lower legs. And I don’t even have a 79 year old wife to help get me get MY 76-year old fat ass off the floor. My Service Dog, Sunny, would probably get a hernia trying….