I tend to believe (or maybe want to believe) that something greater than me delivers little messages to me all the time. Messages of warning, encouragement, anything really. It's magical thinking and it makes me happy. For the past week or so, I've felt my subconscious battling with something. I still have no idea what's … Continue reading it’s a dark cocoon
Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps. --Emo Philips I've had a string of days like the one beautifully described by Emo Philips, an old favorite. It's not necessarily anything external going on. The leather straps are internal obstacles that I haven't managed to work past yet. Things like old thought … Continue reading some mornings
I've been thinking about the advice often given to depressed people. Things like not isolating yourself, staying physically active, avoiding making important decisions, and setting realistic goals. Frankly, I have a hard time doing any of this when I'm feeling good. When I'm drowning in a sea of depression, it's a good day if I … Continue reading which came first, the chicken or depression?
The core of my being is a ball of light that vibrates with joy. Much of the time, the dark shadow of depression obscures it, makes me forget that the core exists. At those times, I think the darkness is all I am or ever will be. But there are moments when I'm able to … Continue reading joy beyond clouds
She was like June, sunny with flowers to cover daffodil husks no one would see.
It's so easy to fall into despair when watching the news. I don't know if it's the news' propensity to focus on doom and gloom or my tendency to ruminate over negativity that plunges me into dark places. Probably an unfortunate combination of the two. Either way, I end up scared, angry, or dispirited and diving … Continue reading reminder to myself