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tiruvenkatam, "Sudarshan K Madabushi"

<mksudarshan2002> wrote:

 

Dear members and friends,

 

In the "Sri Vishnu Sahasranamam" there are Sanskrit "nAmAs" for the

Almighty so euphonious, merely listening to their beautiful sounds

is feast enough for both the ear and soul. When you listen to them

you don't really even want to know their meaning. Their mere sound

is enough. (My own favourites ones are "pradAna-

purushEshwarah:", "pushpa-hAsah:" and "devaki-nandana").

 

There are some "nAmAs" whose sounds are rather intriguing to the ear

and mind. They make you wonder what they really mean. They are

fascinating to contemplate upon. They make you want to reach

immediately for a commentary, either traditional or contemporary, on

the Sahasranama. The "nAmAs" soon enough become 'earworms' i.e. they

keep ringing in the ears and just won't go away until you have

whetted your curiosity about what Sri Sankara BhagavathpAda may have

had to say about the "nAmA" or how Sri Parashara Bhattar interpreted

it in his famous Sahasranama "bhAshya", the treatise

titled "bhagavath-guna-darpana".

 

Due to poor grounding in the Sanskrit language or inadequate

understanding of our ancient scriptures, you may not entirely

comprehend the full significance of a "nAmA" through mere study of

the various commentaries – the "vyAkhyAna" or "bhAshya-granthA-s" --

on the Sahasranama. Yet the sweet "nAmA" itself will go on haunting

you even as you go about your daily life and routine. Such is its

power of attraction that it can make part of your mind go "offline"

to silently work away, seeking at least some sort of intuitive if

not intellectual understanding of its real intent. Not just the

superficial, dictionary sense of the term (which any Sanskrit

lexicon such as the "amarakOsam" can provide), but, more

importantly, its underlying truth and substance, without grasping

which one may never relate the beauty of the Vishnu Sahasranama with

one's own personal experience and appreciation in life

('svAnubhava').

 

*************

 

A couple of months ago I met with a rather strange but nasty

accident. I fractured a small bone in my back. I was changing seats

inside my car when I plonked down very heavily on the hard metal

buckle in the seat-belt contraption.

 

For weeks thereafter I became a semi-invalid. Waves and waves of

stabbing pain, like some malevolent tsunami, kept lashing my back.

Unable to move normally, sit or sleep in normal postures, I found

myself virtually crawling about the house like some giant amoeba in

distress. The doctor, a specialist called an orthopaedician, looked

closely at my condition. After studying test-reports (which

consisted principally of a "digitally created high-resolution X-ray

image" of my posterior), he diagnosed my problem to be a

fractured "coccyx bone". I had so little idea of human anatomy to

imagine I actually possessed a bone with such a distinguished

sounding name. And so I asked the "ortho" what it really was.

 

"You should consider yourself lucky", he said to me gravely, "that

you did not damage your sacrum, your spinal column. The coccyx is

only a small "tail bone" at the southern extremity of the column.

It's what you may call a "biological left-over", a bony remnant of

man's evolution, a tiny reminder of his earliest biological

origins", he said.

 

I do not generally care much for or comprehend medical-speak very

well, but I quickly understood the specialist's words to mean, lest

I forget, I had actually evolved as a species from the monkey and it

was my "coccyx" that was proof of that irrefutably Darwinian fact.

 

"Don't worry", the doctor went on to reassure me, "In a few weeks

the fracture will heal by itself and the coccyx will reset. There is

really no clinical cure for fractures of this kind. Only complete

rest, complete absence of strain or stress for a few straight weeks

can set things right. Go home now and rest. Trust your body and in

the deep and unseen powers of self-healing it possesses".

 

*********************

 

I left the doctor's clinic that evening with deep misgivings -- not

to mention a duly stamped receipt for a hefty sum of money paid

towards "doctor consulting fees". First, the bone-specialist had

added insult to my injury by reminding me of my simian ancestry.

Next, he had also left me clinically high and dry: abandoned me to

the mercy of such airy, mysterious things in life that he had

called "self-healing powers of the body".

 

I went home that afternoon severely distressed in body and mind. I

was in abject pain; I had no idea of the cure; I had no reasonable

basis on which to expect I'd be alright again. I feared I'd just

been made victim of an elaborate fraud by modern medicine: instead

of clinically treating me, my pain, my misery… my whole medical case

instead had just been nonchalantly turned over to some great,

invisible and anonymous "faith healer" believed to be residing

within me and who had curative powers far greater, far more

miraculous than any known to man or medical science!

 

*************

 

Physical illness is frustrating life-experience especially when it

lays you low, down and bed-ridden for prolonged periods of time. But

the abject passivity it imposes upon you can at times be a disguised

blessing. It urges the patient's mind, even if only very briefly, to

turn to spiritual or religious contemplation. In this narrow

respect, illness can indeed be said to be a sort of "tapas", a very

special and Vedantic form of meditative penance. The inertia of

lying in bed with a broken back – a broken "coccyx" to be more

accurate – and being unable to do anything for a whole fortnight,

made me reach for my favourite bedside scriptural book, the Sri

Vishnu-Sahasranamam.

 

Desperate to ward off boredom and creeping depression, I kept

silently repeating in bed the sacred "sahasranAmAs" when, all of a

sudden out of the blue, four specific "nAmAs" that seemed

particularly appropriate to my distraught physical condition, caught

my attention. As I kept repeating them over and over again I became

truly fascinated by them. I could not then wait to learn what

exactly the 4 enchanting names of the Lord truly signified.

 

Picking up the standard commentaries of Sankara and Parashara

Bhattar, I reflected long and hard upon the 4 divine names,

savouring both their sound and substance, again and yet again, in my

mind until, finally, I thought I had perhaps intuited, even if it

was in the foggiest sort of way, the essential crux of the 4 "nAmA-

s". In my fevered mind, I believed I had gleaned some deeper nuance

of the truth behind the 4 "nAma-s".

 

******************

 

The 4 delightful "nAmAs" in the Vishnu-Sahasranamam, the sacred-4

that kept me constant, soothing company all through my painful

illness, are the following:

 

"vaidyah:"

 

"oushadham",

 

"bhEshajam" and

 

"bhishak".

 

We will discuss them in the next posting.

 

Regards,

 

dAsan,

Sudarshan

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tiruvenkatam, "Sudarshan K Madabushi"

<mksudarshan2002> wrote:

 

Dear members and friends,

 

In the "Sri Vishnu Sahasranamam" there are Sanskrit "nAmAs" for the

Almighty so euphonious, merely listening to their beautiful sounds

is feast enough for both the ear and soul. When you listen to them

you don't really even want to know their meaning. Their mere sound

is enough. (My own favourites ones are "pradAna-

purushEshwarah:", "pushpa-hAsah:" and "devaki-nandana").

 

There are some "nAmAs" whose sounds are rather intriguing to the ear

and mind. They make you wonder what they really mean. They are

fascinating to contemplate upon. They make you want to reach

immediately for a commentary, either traditional or contemporary, on

the Sahasranama. The "nAmAs" soon enough become 'earworms' i.e. they

keep ringing in the ears and just won't go away until you have

whetted your curiosity about what Sri Sankara BhagavathpAda may have

had to say about the "nAmA" or how Sri Parashara Bhattar interpreted

it in his famous Sahasranama "bhAshya", the treatise

titled "bhagavath-guna-darpana".

 

Due to poor grounding in the Sanskrit language or inadequate

understanding of our ancient scriptures, you may not entirely

comprehend the full significance of a "nAmA" through mere study of

the various commentaries – the "vyAkhyAna" or "bhAshya-granthA-s" --

on the Sahasranama. Yet the sweet "nAmA" itself will go on haunting

you even as you go about your daily life and routine. Such is its

power of attraction that it can make part of your mind go "offline"

to silently work away, seeking at least some sort of intuitive if

not intellectual understanding of its real intent. Not just the

superficial, dictionary sense of the term (which any Sanskrit

lexicon such as the "amarakOsam" can provide), but, more

importantly, its underlying truth and substance, without grasping

which one may never relate the beauty of the Vishnu Sahasranama with

one's own personal experience and appreciation in life

('svAnubhava').

 

*************

 

A couple of months ago I met with a rather strange but nasty

accident. I fractured a small bone in my back. I was changing seats

inside my car when I plonked down very heavily on the hard metal

buckle in the seat-belt contraption.

 

For weeks thereafter I became a semi-invalid. Waves and waves of

stabbing pain, like some malevolent tsunami, kept lashing my back.

Unable to move normally, sit or sleep in normal postures, I found

myself virtually crawling about the house like some giant amoeba in

distress. The doctor, a specialist called an orthopaedician, looked

closely at my condition. After studying test-reports (which

consisted principally of a "digitally created high-resolution X-ray

image" of my posterior), he diagnosed my problem to be a

fractured "coccyx bone". I had so little idea of human anatomy to

imagine I actually possessed a bone with such a distinguished

sounding name. And so I asked the "ortho" what it really was.

 

"You should consider yourself lucky", he said to me gravely, "that

you did not damage your sacrum, your spinal column. The coccyx is

only a small "tail bone" at the southern extremity of the column.

It's what you may call a "biological left-over", a bony remnant of

man's evolution, a tiny reminder of his earliest biological

origins", he said.

 

I do not generally care much for or comprehend medical-speak very

well, but I quickly understood the specialist's words to mean, lest

I forget, I had actually evolved as a species from the monkey and it

was my "coccyx" that was proof of that irrefutably Darwinian fact.

 

"Don't worry", the doctor went on to reassure me, "In a few weeks

the fracture will heal by itself and the coccyx will reset. There is

really no clinical cure for fractures of this kind. Only complete

rest, complete absence of strain or stress for a few straight weeks

can set things right. Go home now and rest. Trust your body and in

the deep and unseen powers of self-healing it possesses".

 

*********************

 

I left the doctor's clinic that evening with deep misgivings -- not

to mention a duly stamped receipt for a hefty sum of money paid

towards "doctor consulting fees". First, the bone-specialist had

added insult to my injury by reminding me of my simian ancestry.

Next, he had also left me clinically high and dry: abandoned me to

the mercy of such airy, mysterious things in life that he had

called "self-healing powers of the body".

 

I went home that afternoon severely distressed in body and mind. I

was in abject pain; I had no idea of the cure; I had no reasonable

basis on which to expect I'd be alright again. I feared I'd just

been made victim of an elaborate fraud by modern medicine: instead

of clinically treating me, my pain, my misery… my whole medical case

instead had just been nonchalantly turned over to some great,

invisible and anonymous "faith healer" believed to be residing

within me and who had curative powers far greater, far more

miraculous than any known to man or medical science!

 

*************

 

Physical illness is frustrating life-experience especially when it

lays you low, down and bed-ridden for prolonged periods of time. But

the abject passivity it imposes upon you can at times be a disguised

blessing. It urges the patient's mind, even if only very briefly, to

turn to spiritual or religious contemplation. In this narrow

respect, illness can indeed be said to be a sort of "tapas", a very

special and Vedantic form of meditative penance. The inertia of

lying in bed with a broken back – a broken "coccyx" to be more

accurate – and being unable to do anything for a whole fortnight,

made me reach for my favourite bedside scriptural book, the Sri

Vishnu-Sahasranamam.

 

Desperate to ward off boredom and creeping depression, I kept

silently repeating in bed the sacred "sahasranAmAs" when, all of a

sudden out of the blue, four specific "nAmAs" that seemed

particularly appropriate to my distraught physical condition, caught

my attention. As I kept repeating them over and over again I became

truly fascinated by them. I could not then wait to learn what

exactly the 4 enchanting names of the Lord truly signified.

 

Picking up the standard commentaries of Sankara and Parashara

Bhattar, I reflected long and hard upon the 4 divine names,

savouring both their sound and substance, again and yet again, in my

mind until, finally, I thought I had perhaps intuited, even if it

was in the foggiest sort of way, the essential crux of the 4 "nAmA-

s". In my fevered mind, I believed I had gleaned some deeper nuance

of the truth behind the 4 "nAma-s".

 

******************

 

The 4 delightful "nAmAs" in the Vishnu-Sahasranamam, the sacred-4

that kept me constant, soothing company all through my painful

illness, are the following:

 

"vaidyah:"

 

"oushadham",

 

"bhEshajam" and

 

"bhishak".

 

We will discuss them in the next posting.

 

Regards,

 

dAsan,

Sudarshan

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Respected U.Ve. Sudarshan Swami:

 

I am deeply hurt by your accidental bone problem and

te touched by your story. I don,t understand the

"thiruvidaiyadal" of Bhagavan.It is long time since I

paticipated in this group discusion.

 

I have been diagnonoised with "burket Lymphomo cancer"

and I am undergoing keemo therapy and radiaology

therapy for the the past three months and able to

withstand the treatment. Although I am 70 yrs old

doctors say I have 50 yr old physical body because I

have been performing yoga for an hour daily for the

past 40 years.

 

The reason I wanted to reply because I have a similar

situation. Because of the excessive medication and

radio thereapy steroids, I did not have "bowel

movement" for 4 days and on the fouth day I felt like

a 'struglling worm' to die, and atlast I folded my

hands like Drowpathi and said either you take my life

and releive from the killing pain. At last testing my

patience he helped me. Your dscription that the

physical pain is a sort of tapasis sbsolutely correct.

 

Your posting is an eye opener for the people who are

suffering from the pain and only "sahasra nama" is the

ultimate solution. After waking up n hospital I repeat

"satrumurai" and "sahasranamam". Now the four words

you quoted makes sense.

 

Thank you for sharing your painful experience and the

solution you found. May Poorvacharyas, and Lord of

Seven Hills bless you with ealy recovery.

 

--- Sudarshan K Madabushi

<mksudarshan2002 wrote:

 

> tiruvenkatam, "Sudarshan K

> Madabushi"

> <mksudarshan2002> wrote:

>

> Dear members and friends,

>

> In the "Sri Vishnu Sahasranamam" there are Sanskrit

> "nAmAs" for the

> Almighty so euphonious, merely listening to their

> beautiful sounds

> is feast enough for both the ear and soul. When you

> listen to them

> you don't really even want to know their meaning.

> Their mere sound

> is enough. (My own favourites ones are "pradAna-

> purushEshwarah:", "pushpa-hAsah:" and

> "devaki-nandana").

>

> There are some "nAmAs" whose sounds are rather

> intriguing to the ear

> and mind. They make you wonder what they really

> mean. They are

> fascinating to contemplate upon. They make you want

> to reach

> immediately for a commentary, either traditional or

> contemporary, on

> the Sahasranama. The "nAmAs" soon enough become

> 'earworms' i.e. they

> keep ringing in the ears and just won't go away

> until you have

> whetted your curiosity about what Sri Sankara

> BhagavathpAda may have

> had to say about the "nAmA" or how Sri Parashara

> Bhattar interpreted

> it in his famous Sahasranama "bhAshya", the treatise

>

> titled "bhagavath-guna-darpana".

>

> Due to poor grounding in the Sanskrit language or

> inadequate

> understanding of our ancient scriptures, you may not

> entirely

> comprehend the full significance of a "nAmA" through

> mere study of

> the various commentaries – the "vyAkhyAna" or

> "bhAshya-granthA-s" --

> on the Sahasranama. Yet the sweet "nAmA" itself will

> go on haunting

> you even as you go about your daily life and

> routine. Such is its

> power of attraction that it can make part of your

> mind go "offline"

> to silently work away, seeking at least some sort of

> intuitive if

> not intellectual understanding of its real intent.

> Not just the

> superficial, dictionary sense of the term (which any

> Sanskrit

> lexicon such as the "amarakOsam" can provide), but,

> more

> importantly, its underlying truth and substance,

> without grasping

> which one may never relate the beauty of the Vishnu

> Sahasranama with

> one's own personal experience and appreciation in

> life

> ('svAnubhava').

>

> *************

>

> A couple of months ago I met with a rather strange

> but nasty

> accident. I fractured a small bone in my back. I was

> changing seats

> inside my car when I plonked down very heavily on

> the hard metal

> buckle in the seat-belt contraption.

>

> For weeks thereafter I became a semi-invalid. Waves

> and waves of

> stabbing pain, like some malevolent tsunami, kept

> lashing my back.

> Unable to move normally, sit or sleep in normal

> postures, I found

> myself virtually crawling about the house like some

> giant amoeba in

> distress. The doctor, a specialist called an

> orthopaedician, looked

> closely at my condition. After studying test-reports

> (which

> consisted principally of a "digitally created

> high-resolution X-ray

> image" of my posterior), he diagnosed my problem to

> be a

> fractured "coccyx bone". I had so little idea of

> human anatomy to

> imagine I actually possessed a bone with such a

> distinguished

> sounding name. And so I asked the "ortho" what it

> really was.

>

> "You should consider yourself lucky", he said to me

> gravely, "that

> you did not damage your sacrum, your spinal column.

> The coccyx is

> only a small "tail bone" at the southern extremity

> of the column.

> It's what you may call a "biological left-over", a

> bony remnant of

> man's evolution, a tiny reminder of his earliest

> biological

> origins", he said.

>

> I do not generally care much for or comprehend

> medical-speak very

> well, but I quickly understood the specialist's

> words to mean, lest

> I forget, I had actually evolved as a species from

> the monkey and it

> was my "coccyx" that was proof of that irrefutably

> Darwinian fact.

>

> "Don't worry", the doctor went on to reassure me,

> "In a few weeks

> the fracture will heal by itself and the coccyx will

> reset. There is

> really no clinical cure for fractures of this kind.

> Only complete

> rest, complete absence of strain or stress for a few

> straight weeks

> can set things right. Go home now and rest. Trust

> your body and in

> the deep and unseen powers of self-healing it

> possesses".

>

> *********************

>

> I left the doctor's clinic that evening with deep

> misgivings -- not

> to mention a duly stamped receipt for a hefty sum of

> money paid

> towards "doctor consulting fees". First, the

> bone-specialist had

> added insult to my injury by reminding me of my

> simian ancestry.

> Next, he had also left me clinically high and dry:

> abandoned me to

> the mercy of such airy, mysterious things in life

> that he had

> called "self-healing powers of the body".

>

> I went home that afternoon severely distressed in

> body and mind. I

> was in abject pain; I had no idea of the cure; I had

> no reasonable

> basis on which to expect I'd be alright again. I

> feared I'd just

> been made victim of an elaborate fraud by modern

> medicine: instead

> of clinically treating me, my pain, my misery… my

> whole medical case

> instead had just been nonchalantly turned over to

> some great,

> invisible and anonymous "faith healer" believed to

> be residing

> within me and who had curative powers far greater,

> far more

> miraculous than any known to man or medical science!

>

>

> *************

>

> Physical illness is frustrating life-experience

> especially when it

> lays you low, down and bed-ridden for prolonged

> periods of time. But

> the abject passivity it imposes upon you can at

> times be a disguised

> blessing. It urges the patient's mind, even if only

> very briefly, to

> turn to spiritual or religious contemplation. In

> this narrow

> respect, illness can indeed be said to be a sort of

> "tapas", a very

> special and Vedantic form of meditative penance. The

> inertia of

> lying in bed with a broken back – a broken "coccyx"

> to be more

> accurate – and being unable to do anything for a

> whole fortnight,

> made me reach for my favourite bedside scriptural

> book, the Sri

> Vishnu-Sahasranamam.

>

> Desperate to ward off boredom and creeping

> depression, I kept

> silently repeating in bed the sacred "sahasranAmAs"

> when, all of a

> sudden out of the blue, four specific "nAmAs" that

> seemed

> particularly appropriate to my distraught physical

> condition,

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Dear SrimAn Rajagopalan swamy,

 

It both saddens and gladdens me to hear from you. I am sad to hear

about your health condition, but I am so glad to note that even in

your painful condition you have found the time and the inclination

to read my posting on "Dr.BhEshajam-Bhishak".

 

I offer my sincere prayers to Lord TiruvEngatamudaiyAn to grant you

quick relief and recovery from your ailment. I am sure very soon you

will become hale, hearty and cheerful.

 

I also take this opportunity to offer you my "danda-samarpaNam".

 

Regards,

dAsan,

Sudarshan

 

 

Oppiliappan, "N.S. Rajagopalan"

<gopalan35> wrote:

> Respected U.Ve. Sudarshan Swami:

>> I have been diagnonoised with "burket Lymphomo cancer"

> and I am undergoing keemo therapy and radiaology

> therapy for the the past three months and able to

> withstand the treatment. Although I am 70 yrs old

> doctors say I have 50 yr old physical body because I

> have been performing yoga for an hour daily for the

> past 40 years.

>

> The reason I wanted to reply because I have a similar

> situation. > Your posting is an eye opener for the people who are

> suffering from the pain and only "sahasra nama" is the

> ultimate solution. After waking up n hospital I repeat

> "satrumurai" and "sahasranamam". Now the four words

> you quoted makes sense.

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