They’re Interwoven

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 The mind is just as critical as the heart.  They are interwoven.  A healthy mind is just as important as a healthy heart.  Fear raises one’s BP while love lowers the BP.  The state of one’s mind directly affects the heart.  This is why mental health is so important.  Depression affects the heart greatly.  Good mental health affects the heart.  

How do we achieve good mental health?  We listen to our bodies.  Exercise is important.  But it all goes together.  Caring for ourselves creates good mental balance.  I can use my Angels as an example.  Knowing those closest to me didn’t believe in my Angels at first was stressful for me and may have been a contributing factor to my heart attack.  But also I wasn’t paying attention to my heart health.  

It all caught up with me.  But after my heart attack I began to listen to my heart.  I want to the gym almost daily after my heart attack for over five years.  That exercise helped me understand the importance of good health and my heart.  I pay close attention to my heart these days and take very good care of myself both physically and mentally.

A lot of that stress caused by unbelief is gone now as I have many who believe me.  It took perseverance and time.  I gave myself time.  And I had one of the best cardiologists to teach me about heart health.  I take very good care of myself and my heart these days.  But that includes good mental health.  It includes good care of my body.  

But these days I spend a lot of time alone meditating.  I just don’t sit and smoke a pipe.  I exercise my mind in thought.  And I try to exercise my body when I can.  Just getting out for walks is good for me.  Getting out is good for my mind.  I know when my mind is healthy my heart is too.  

So, paying attention to one’s mental health is just as important as listening to your heart.  This is a lesson I had to learn the hard way.  Another heart attack will certainly end my life.  So, I take care of my mind and body too.  Smoking a pipe lowers my BP and helps me relax.  My Angels told me that smoking my pipe was up to me.  If it ever becomes detrimental to my health I will quit.  This morning my pipe is my Peterson System pipe and my tobacco is Bayou Night.  My coffee this morning is Stumptown Holler Mountain.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Papa Chasteen

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