So much talk of disease these days. Depression is a disease. Mental illness is a disease. — The language of disease is soothing: there is nothing wrong with you, you are not crazy, you are not different, you are not “less.” You just have a disease. Like diabetes. — Type 1 diabetes is a lifelong condition: you take your insulin, you are fine (well, sorta: you also have a shorter life expectancy and likelihood of nerve damage, eye damage, etc.). So is the “disease” of mental illness. Nothing to be ashamed of. It doesn’t mean you’re weak, or that someone hurt you. It’s no one’s fault. — So here’s what’s wrong with this lovely, guilt-free approach to mental pain. one: it dooms you to a lifetime of disability. You are a lifetime depressive, bipolar, OCD sufferer, schizophrenic. The disease is here to stay. … [click on title to read the rest]
For me addiction is about having trouble letting go of ANYTHING that has ever been helpful. That includes people, food, experiences, substances of all kinds etc. I have no conventionally understood addictions right now, but I am deeply resonant with the concept of addiction. Our consumer oriented culture teaches us to cling to everything. Healing for me is learning to stop clinging. Completely. … [click on title to read the rest of the post]
“When we focus on the element of fire we are focusing on the quality of the relationship we have with our own spirit. As a transformational force, fire is the healer who is showing us how to engage in the art of release and sacrifice. The fire helps us to free our hearts to love what truly matters to us and free our lives from the patterns of thinking, speaking, and acting that drain our hearts of their natural fullness for all life. ” … [click on title to read more and listen to a podcast, too]
This is incredibly beautiful and moving both. –In my soul resides a steadfast confidence, because in my heart I found a world full of warmth and light, where, with handkerchiefs of unconditional love my tears were being dried and with infinite understanding and compassion my broken heart was being healed.
There I could dress myself in self-confidence, walking on sandals of acceptance. Where I drank hope from a cup of pride, and ate a wealth of knowledge from plates gilded with truth, with cutlery made from my colored dreams, at a table dressed by Mother Nature. …[click on title to read and view the rest]
Included are Facebook status updates from the last few days. They’ve all been inspired by the #MedicatedAndMighty hashtag on Twitter. See too: No, I was not #MedicatedAndMighty but I sure as heck was medicated
Consider the possibility that sensitive folks are not mentally ill. — “It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a sick society.” – Krishnamurti — Who are the really sick ones in society? Those who pretend we are not all connected. Those who imagine they are not part of the sickness that impacts every human being. …[Click on title to read the rest of the post]
Many therapists have not emancipated themselves from their training and think they are there to fix you. They are potentially dangerous. Trust yourself. If your therapist doesn’t encourage you to trust yourself, do not trust them.
I have certainly found meaningful support only from those who treat me as an equal. … [click on title to read more]
Mystical loveliness. I’ve shared Ayla Nereo’s music before. See: Life Bound Friend
My favorite lyrics from this song are:
I release you. I receive you.
I release you. I receive you.
I do not show this skin for you
I show myself to know myself
I show it for the Earth from which I came
my prayer is for you to do the same … [click on title to see more and listen too]
By Jen Peer Rich
Where is violence, really? In the heart of a mad gunman? In the heart of a woman who intentionally blinds herself with chemicals? In the heart of a presidential candidate who takes pride in sensationalizing human suffering?
Who is really violent here?
Maybe it’s me. … [click on title to read the rest of the post]