I was fortunate to be exposed to the ancient philosophy and exploration of Advaita Vedanta as a kid. It was super cool. Fun. Exciting. Transformational.
By the time I reached my thirties, I wondered why all this stuff came to my mind. Any question I had would receive a library of answers in my mind: hearing novel talks from saints, seeing lessons, feeling it in and through my bones. "What is all this for?," I often wondered.
I knew it wasn't for me. A big part of me wasn't really interested in that level of detail. I was cool with just exploring. Yet thunderous waves of questions and answers would cascade through my mind. I knew it wasn't mine, but I also kinda knew it was mine to give voice to.
Over the last almost 15 years, I've done that - sometimes well, sometimes not. In the last couple years, I have steered my attention towards connecting some of these deep truths with health, given my profession as an emergency doctor. It's quite fitting that my job is to diagnose and treat emergencies, considering I believe the greatest emergency - which is that we have forgotten who we are and what is possible - is yet to be properly diagnosed.
My deep love is drinking the crystal clear waters of consciousness and trying to describe it in helpful ways. The pain my patients in the ER suffer compels me to connect to that with the state of health and healthcare in this world.
So, tomorrow I'm going to start something new. I'll take the ancient texts of Vedanta and interpret them through the lens of health and healthcare. Why? Because there is no way we solve the problems of healthcare, which are so rooted in disease and a limited view of being human, while remaining unaware of the fountainhead of intelligence and light within us. We must bring this knowledge out in the world, and we will.
We will begin with Kenopanishad tomorrow.
Love, gratitude, and power
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