One patient told me he has an addictive personality. Another told me she is borderline. As a family physician, I find these labels of questionable value; as they do not help me understand the individual or help the individuals understand self. I see individuals as being defined by a growing collection of perspectives.
I developed sciatica 2 years ago. I have gained the perspective that the sciatica is a constant reminder for me to maintain a good posture, exercise and nutrition. I watch my patients die. I gained the perspective of impermanence of my life and preciousness of each moment. With each perspective gained I change. I am grateful for these perspectives and for those who shared them with me.
Heraclitus, a Greek philosopher born in 544 b.c. said, “No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.”
So If I am unhappy with things as is; perhaps, I need to change things or I need a new perspective.
I run a weekly “Getting unstuck” group. Participants are invited to share their personal and authentic perspectives with each other. As a participant I leave each session transformed.
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