It is hard to learn to sit with your sadness, or your feelings in general. To listen within yourself to what is causing the heaviness that’s hanging on your soul and mind is a skill we no longer possess. We are surrounded with bandaids and temporary fixes.
I value silence so much more now since having a kid (well sometimes its suspicious). At the end of the day when everyone is asleep, even the house lets out a sigh that it’s been holding in through the chaos.
So many years ago, when Jeff and I first met, I was counseling many with severe depression. On behalf of these maladies I was inept at helping, I took a course in college on mental illness. It was so helpful. The psychiatrist teaching the course connected me to a psychiatrist that specialized in depression. He was passionate to get the word out to help people. He came to our church and did slide presentations on our brain. Many, many used he and me tandemly to counsel and medicate when necessary. It was a foundation to build knowledge of the many mental illnesses and how to heal. Recently, there’s a crop of narcissism that has fruited out in our society. I’m gaining understanding of that from a personal perspective. It’s forced me to get quite quiet, receive counsel and heal. It’s when I create space for quiet on purpose that I can be in the moment and stop thinking. Some call it meditation. It’s just quiet. I am aware of my breathing, scan my body, breathe, relax, stretch, etc. Being still on the inside is constantly in me. But thought control and silence is the key to rejuvenating moment by moment. Can you be still?
It is hard to learn to sit with your sadness, or your feelings in general. To listen within yourself to what is causing the heaviness that’s hanging on your soul and mind is a skill we no longer possess. We are surrounded with bandaids and temporary fixes.
I value silence so much more now since having a kid (well sometimes its suspicious). At the end of the day when everyone is asleep, even the house lets out a sigh that it’s been holding in through the chaos.
Growing up my family was L O U D so I escaped to my bedroom for silence as much as I could. I could stand to add more silence back into my life.
So many years ago, when Jeff and I first met, I was counseling many with severe depression. On behalf of these maladies I was inept at helping, I took a course in college on mental illness. It was so helpful. The psychiatrist teaching the course connected me to a psychiatrist that specialized in depression. He was passionate to get the word out to help people. He came to our church and did slide presentations on our brain. Many, many used he and me tandemly to counsel and medicate when necessary. It was a foundation to build knowledge of the many mental illnesses and how to heal. Recently, there’s a crop of narcissism that has fruited out in our society. I’m gaining understanding of that from a personal perspective. It’s forced me to get quite quiet, receive counsel and heal. It’s when I create space for quiet on purpose that I can be in the moment and stop thinking. Some call it meditation. It’s just quiet. I am aware of my breathing, scan my body, breathe, relax, stretch, etc. Being still on the inside is constantly in me. But thought control and silence is the key to rejuvenating moment by moment. Can you be still?