I have always been interested in how human beings were constructed - mind, body, and spirit. My young mind was confident that all mysteries are to be solved via decoding the physical brain and body, so I began my education as a biochemistry major back when I lived in California. After taking plenty of science courses (math, physics, chemistry, biology), however, I began to develop an uneasy feeling that something was missing: the physical was simply not the whole story. The rest of the pieces, however, continued to elude me for many more years.
When I moved back to Canada and began working on my BSc at York University in Toronto, the feeling grew, and I soon chose to change my major to Psychology. Suddenly, all my scientific knowledge about the physical construction of the human being and, indeed, the world, began to serve me in learning how the brain receives, processes and encodes information. I also began to study the wetware/physiological bases of many psychological disorders (e.g., ADHD), and connected this information back to my knowledge of how chemistry affects our biology. Slowly, I began to realize that we each have a unique, individual experience of self, mind, and the world. This ever-present point of view is forever in flux, dynamic, and ever-changing, and is based on both our individual natures and the uniquely-constructed frameworks of our nurture (our environment).
As time went on, I finally realized that the making of a healthy mind-body complex requires an infinitely-intricate interplay of physical, environmental, and, frankly, spiritual components. And I have always been interested in the making of a healthy mind -- since I saw so many flaws in my own, flaws that the system outside myself had named and categorized and called "abnormal". I began to see that, ultimately, my journey's purpose had always been that of healing myself and my family. However, the scientific and psychological knowledge - even combined - was still not the complete picture.
When I left my graduate program in 2013, my feelings of uneasiness were at their peak. It seemed to me that pieces of the puzzle were being dangled in front of me, but never quite constructed into the full picture of the blueprints of a human being. I then proceeded to, instinctively, spend more than a year meditating, doing yoga, engaging in reiki (unbeknownst to me), and learning about what my body wanted, what my spirit needed, and what my mind could accept. Inevitably and naturally, this time away from society boosted my creativity, as I began to put the puzzle pieces together so that I may begin to understand who I am, and what is my place in this world. I created feverishly, transforming myself forever.
Ultimately, the secret had always been balance, and a life which is essentially built around the bright and true middle path that the Buddha so vehemently insisted is the only path to enlightenment. Even in our modern world, with its obsession with money and perfection, the middle path has proven itself true, time and time again: the light.
Peace to you.