Bloom Vol 14: Pain & Rumination

A wilted petal does not define a flower.
Its beauty remains intact.
Recently I had a most curious experience. I was sitting there, listening to a friend of mine play music at my house, when suddenly I was overcome with a creeping headache. I shifted all of my attention to this pain – unfurling like a scroll a list of questions.
I began to obsess. Was this headache a mark of poor health? What if I am not treating myself right, will others notice?
There was no good to come of this tangent of thought, but there I was, paralyzed by the electricity of my unfounded skepticism.