SIMPLICITY

RATHER THAN LOVE, THAN MONEY, THAN FAME, GIVE ME TRUTH. - THOREAU-

Saturday, April 25, 2009

NOW


On the recommendation of a friend I am currently reading "The Power of NOW" by Eckhart Tolle, talk about a tough read. I am beginning to realize that I am in a constant flux of either wallowing in the past or anticipating the future and rarely do I just exist in the moment - in the here & now.

As a nurse I help a young lady with EB - a condition which has left her disfigured and with major physical limitations. Because she asked, I disclosed to her my personal struggle with Bipolar - and I was amazed to hear that she has never gotten down & depressed, that she views life and every moment as a gift. In that moment I wished I could trade places with her.

This book offers hope of release from my burden of depression - teaching that positive ways of thinking & a commitment to the now is a choice that can be learnt & practiced until it becomes habitual. I'll keep you posted with how I go.

Monday, April 20, 2009

BLUE


I hate to say it but I'm on another downer.....I'm not quite in the depths of despair but have been sleeping 20 out of 24 hours & have little interest in anything. Today I ventured outside for the first time in 3 days which was a huge effort & I'm planning on going to work tomorrow! I'm on the highest dosage of my NSRI so the plan is to go into hospital early next month to go off it & onto another medication.

My dear husband got short with me for the first time today - it was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm just so fed up with it all....I don't want to sound like a victim here, but I feel like one. Lately I've been trying to focus on my spiritual health (as it was poorly lacking & frightfully neglected), I thought I was onto something......but perhaps not. I don't feel sorry for myself ........really I don't - I feel more sorry for my husband, my family, my employer & colleagues, & dare I say it.....my psychiatrist!

Saturday, April 4, 2009

DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL


Although the expression would not come into being till the 16th century, I cannot help but think of the garden of Gethsemane as Christ's "Dark night of the soul," - his moment of deep spiritual anguish.


Upon a darkened night
the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest
Shrouded by the night
and by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
while all within lay quiet as the dead

Oh night thou was my guide
oh night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other

Upon that misty night
in secrecy, beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
than that which burned so deeply in my heart
That fire t'was led me on
and shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where he waited still
it was a place where no one else could come

Within my pounding heart
which kept itself entirely for him
He fell into his sleep
beneath the cedars all my love I gave
And by the fortress walls
the wind would brush his hair against his brow
And with its smoothest hand
caressed my every sense it would allow

I lost myself to him
and laid my face upon my lovers breast
And care and grief grew dim
as in the mornings mist became the light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair

Lyric St John of the Cross

Youtube link Loreena McKennitt: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FcVaEA0009Q

GETHSEMANE


Jesus went out as usual to the Mount of Olives, and his disciples followed him. On reaching the place, he said to them, "Pray that you will not fall into temptation." He withdrew about a stone's throw beyond them, knelt down and prayed, "Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will but yours be done." An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.


When he rose from prayer and went back to the disciples, he found them asleep, exhausted from sorrow. "Why are you sleeping?" he asked them. "Get up and pray so that you do not fall into temptation." LUKE 22:39-46