GENEROSITY – The GIFT that gives back!

I wanted to keep with the trend for the video I posted today so I thought I could use this time to share how GENEROSITY  has helped me and give y’all some articles to research if you are interested in the science behind this new practice in SELF-WELLNESS.

For this entry I am going to ask you to do some time travelling with me.

Let’s step back a little over a decade and a half…… watch your step my teens were quite the slippery slope.

There I lay in the doctor’s office again. Plain colored walls with pictures of some unfortunate people who seem to have been cut in half with their insides all exposed for the world to see. Yes you are correct I did say again as it was a pretty frequent thing for me during those years. My thoughts are racing and the silence of the sterile room sounds like nails on a chalkboard to a young mind that wants to desperately to not feel or think.

The door makes a noise, oh thank god something other than my own thoughts, in walks a doctor  I can’t remember too much about the fellow honestly but I do remember he was a middle-aged Caucasian slightly over weight pretty much your stereotypical doctor in a small Texas town. Now that I look at it that may be just what my mind has decided to remember about this character he may actually be nothing of that sort, either way if you can’t tell that is not the focus of this story.

I am asked, “Abdominal PAINs huh? I remember your older brother came through here a couple of years ago with a similar issue.” He was definitely right a few years prior my brother had been diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease. Since then my family had been growing through some growing PAINs that were testing us all. He calls in a nurse who has a strange apparatus in tow that I soon find out is an ultrasound.

What is this foolishness I’m not pregnant?

They ask me to lay on my back and pull up my shirt then proceed to apply some incredibly cold gel to my abdomen, then I hear it……. my stomach growls, I’m hungry. What did you think I was pregnant? As interesting as that would be, thankfully I was not because just being pregnant at 10 would have been tough but also being a the first male pregnancy of that age would probably have been too much for me to cope with. For the next 20 minutes or so they press their instrument down deeply on my stomach, I was just waiting for a beep from some sort of UPC since the tool seemed to look like what the people at the grocery store used.

The doctor finishes scanning my insides and notices nothing of importance then proceeds to say, “This is most likely a case of IBS.” From that point on I spent the following years attempting to make myself forget the PAIN with many various vices all interchangeable by age and available money.

Reflecting on that time in my life I can admit most of it was probably psycho-systemic. Around that age my parents were getting divorced and with my brother being genuinely sick I wasn’t getting as much attention as I really desired.  This is meant to be a pity party but just a genuine insight into my own thought process and how powerfully destructive it was on my life.

I’m not going to spend my time discussing escapism today that is an article for another time. What I will say though is that after years of burying that junk deep down inside me it had started eating away at my insides again and there was no amount or quality of cannabis that could save me from my repressed emotions.

Ready to do some more time travel? Trust me the parts we are skipping would only detract from the point of this entry.

Fast forward about a dozen plus years I’m 24 years old and the intensity of the PAIN in my stomach had me spending nights on the bathroom floor, to wake up in the morning with a mixed feeling of nausea and constipation that would bring tears to my eyes. Realistically I am a bit of a wimp so it’s possible I have a very low PAIN threshold.

Eventually the human spirit can only take so much and around that time my body was telling me that certain habits I had were not serving a purpose in my life so I started changing them to see what relief I could find. I was doing yoga, eating a special kind of diet, and even listening to self-help books on audio. Though all of these were improvements in my life style and helped me reach a point of sanity they were not really doing much for the PAIN. Of course I never let my family know this because I really didn’t want them to worry or keep bugging me.

Then it happened a couple of months ago I started looking back into my past to think of times when my PAIN in my stomach was not so constant. The most consistent times were in times of sincere GENEROSITY. Of course I am no doctor probably about the exact opposite of that but I was willing to try being more generous because it appealed to the romantic idealist in me and it might just alleviate some of this discomfort. After just practicing for a couple of months I can tell you my energy level is through the roof, my desire to smoke cannabis is almost non-existent (I did say almost) and my stomach PAINs are very few and far between.

So let me make a simple suggestion, try performing at least one deed of GENEROSITY a week, try this for at least three weeks. Something tells me you might want to start doing it more often than once a week and when the flood gates open you will really start seeing the HEALTH effects and then you can thank me for making you into a GENEROSITY JUNKIE.

Glad you stuck around



About sardeneaux

Raised as a preacher's kid for most of his adolescence, Sam is a young man who has come value LOVE and AUTHENTICITY more than anything else. Through the creation of MoreThanGold he hopes to provide a space for personal growth that will inspire others to remember their true worth.

Posted on August 20, 2013, in Health, Informative, Reflections, Sam, Wellness and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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