That may or may not be a sunflower, but it certainly looks like one. How very appropriate.
Sending love out to you all.
The Invitation by Oriah
It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.
There is such a great deal of information on art therapy, it is becoming a new trend in treatment for patients with mental health issues. I think it is FANTASTIC, as we are learning how to use alternative methods for improving our state of mind. One thing that seems, to me, to be missing in all of the literature, is the benefit of creating something positive vs. negative vs. neutral and the overall effect on mood.
I write about this because our work is on rebranding depression, and often times in the art world brilliant artists create rather ‘dark’ images. While I understand the need to express and am thankful this type of release is positive, what research is starting to show is that creating something positive is even more beneficial to mood and health than just expressing negative or neutral emotions. [Read more...]
For those that say there is no such thing as depression, I invite you into my brain for my mini episodes every month during PMS (or PPMD). Seriously. Climb aboard my brain for just a week. Experience my reality during a storm once a month when my hormones are out of whack, and you will understand that as much as I try to prepare, our brain chemistry is quite powerful, there will always be a leak, so the best thing to do is prepare and ride it out.
I can’t breathe today. Fear is choking me. I didn’t even know it was fear, that is until I sat and faced it.
I let it experience me, so that I could experience it. I sat as the fear pulsated through my veins, crept to the tips of my fingers, exploded in my stomach and inched along my throat. I felt it caress my thighs and tease my shoulders, tricking each and every part of me along the way into tensing. It worked its way to the back of my neck, massaging it into compliance of rigidity.
Before I knew it I was overcome. Instead of using my precious energy to fight it, I let it think it won. Sitting back I let fear play its game in my body. It tensed my muscles and started to even control the blood flow, moving it faster and slower at its whim. I felt it create tears and experienced the very resistance of its being that it created in my soul. [Read more...]