Thanks to everyone who is sending good thoughts and/or prayers to my mum, it’s very much appreciated. It’s difficult to say for sure but she thinks she’s improving compared to how she was when the infection started, but insofar as the effect on her heart failure goes, the outlook is very uncertain and remains likely to be for some time. It’s an added difficulty that my mum struggles to accept how she is, never mind tell others. She tends to tell people what she thinks they want to hear. A sibling who lives nearby has been to see her and I plan to go next week, which might give us some idea how she’s coping, but we have no idea of my mum’s prognosis. We know she will die of course, that much is certain. The chances are strong that the heart failure will take her. But we don’t know when. Isn’t that true for us all though? Life will do what it’s going to do and we each have to surrender to it.
It’s far from easy of course. I have days when panic seems to overtake me, like a wave (I see why they say ‘waves of panic’) and I feel like I’m floundering. Other days I’m more present in the moment, focussed either on work, some book I’m reading or the simple beauty of nature when I’m out with my dog. Still other times I’m considering dreams I’ve had, which have been beyond weird lately, lots of intense spiritual energy coupled with an unusual amount of fear of said energy. I suppose that makes sense. Death, and the pondering of it, is an intense spiritual event. Passing over and leaving one’s body is the most natural experience in the world. It’s a transition of energy, regardless of whether we believe that energy becomes a new conscious state, or returns to the Earth. However, people rarely talk openly about it, particularly in the West, because it scares so many of us. It’s the only certainty we have, that we each will die, yet we reject it because it seems to mean a loss of who we are.
The fact is, there is little or no control over when or how it happens; it just will. The challenge for the person concerned, in this case my mum, is how to be with that reality and not flounder in the sea of uncertainty as we wait to see how her health is over the next few days and weeks, even months. I can’t speak for my mum as she will deal with it in her own way, but for me, the answer lies in radical acceptance of what IS right now. This means not just accepting my mum’s state of health, whatever that happens to be today, but my thoughts and emotions, exactly as they are. Fighting emotions is futile; they are what they are and they exist to tell us what’s going on with our thoughts and how we are responding to what is happening on the outside. It is natural to feel scared and sad and worried. I will continue to find productive ways to manage or reduce painful emotions, such as spending time in nature, meditating, journaling, talking, crying, watching inspirational videos etc, but all the while carrying an attitude of non-resistance.
All this takes a huge amount of surrender which is not easy at all. The human mind doesn’t want to accept anything! It tries to manage the fear by finding out what’s going to happen and preparing for it. When my mum was hospitalised for her cancer I spent hours – literally – looking up every single website I could find about what was wrong with her and what the prognosis was. It was like an addiction. I couldn’t stop myself. A little bit of knowledge is good and helpful, but this was my mind going completely crazy, desperate to find some titbit of information that would tell me exactly what was going on inside her body and when she would recover (or not). Other people will try to manage their fear by denying there’s even an issue. There is nothing inherently ‘wrong’ with any approach; they are all ways the mind tries to help us, but ultimately, the mind is not in control of life, and inner peace can be found when we surrender to all that’s going on within us and around us and trust the bigger picture that the mind simply cannot understand.
Practically, how does one practice acceptance and surrender? For me, it means being aware of how I’m feeling at a given moment and letting that be. It means being mindful of the temptation to start googling everything about heart failure and what a chest infection might mean (been there, done that, to be fair). It means realising when the panic is building again and taking active steps to support my system in the ways I listed above, or finding a ‘good’ distraction such as cooking a new recipe or finding something funny to watch on Tv. This isn’t about avoiding feelings but accepting them and helping them, seeing them as young children in need of attention. Moreover, it means being with my mum in the small achievements and preciousness of the moment without assuming the same for tomorrow. As I write this she just texted saying she managed to wash her hair and I was filled with joy! This doesn’t mean she’ll necessarily be able to tomorrow and/or she’s going to continue to improve, but today she managed it; she’s happy, and that’s a wonderful thing.
It’s all we can ever do, really: be in the moment and accept what IS. It’s easy to take life for granted because we think we have forever in this world. It’s painful to accept that we don’t and people will die. The prospect of losing my mum is utterly devastating because it’s been the most important and intense relationship I’ve had. I feel as though my entire self will disappear without her. Maybe that’s another avenue of spiritual growth I’ve yet to walk down, this time without the person who birthed me into this world, yet knowing I continue to be.