My experience as a Rugby League football fan deserves to be on my resume!
I've been a hypochondriac since puberty. But my dream of playing Rugby League in heaven is still alive. Rugby League is a dangerous sport. They wear no protective gear, and, until it was banned in 2006, there was what's called a "shoulder charge" where the purpose is not just to stop the opponent advancing in yardage but to inflict pain and preferably concussion. Once an Australian international player was penalized by a strange foreign referee because his tackle was "too fierce" which I found hilarious! The G-forces of the hardest tackles in Rugby League are about 20 G's! An astronaut only feels 3 G's or three times his or her bodyweight. Anyway my dream is to be reborn in heaven with such a powerful body that I could deploy and receive shoulder charges in celestial games of Rugby League with no risk of injury.
The news media report after each game on each team's "injury toll". Injuries are par for the course and just another statistic to consider. Anyway there is a list of names with the name of the injury and the estimated time incapacitated in brackets e.g. John Smith (knee, season) means Smith won't play again until next season (there's one winter season per year).
So I'm using humor to overcome hypochondria anxiety. I suffered a very slight paper cut the other day and remembered a comment about how life is fragile and you can even die from just a paper cut. I actually had the thought that I might die! Then I imagined I was a professional Rugby League player on the injury list: Antony Woods (paper cut, career) LOL.
Feeling good about what I want, from the New Age philosophy of "Creative Visualization" by Shakti Gawain and "Excuse Me, Your Life is Waiting" by Lynn Grabhorn. Also from Lord Buddha's and Thanissaro Bhikkhu's teaching on goodness or merit (intentional benefit as thought, speech and bodily action). I hope you enjoy my blog :) Previously active mid-2022. Click on "MORE POSTS" at the bottom of the page.
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