Anti-Depression
Believe it or not, the universe has a thing for you. It wants to guide you. Bless you. Lead you on riveting new adventures.
~ Pam Grout
We become worn down with hatred and destruction around us. It seeps into our brains and screws with our emotions. The only antidote that I know is love and creation.
I must start small sometimes. A smile to my lips, a look outside at nature, a word or doodle on a blank paper, a low utterance of ‘Good Morning’ to the fellow in the mirror, a chuckle. These are between me and the Divine, no one else is involved. But, it can lead to a small dance and perchance the beginnings of a tune in my soul.
To create, to express my love — my being, to the universe is a sacred act, even if not solemn. For, I don’t see the Divine as desirous of anything but laughter and dance and play and all the elements of joy and creation. As I involve myself in this thing called ‘creation’, there is little else. If the house is burning and the landlord is at the door, it can wait for me to finish this. If my worries, anxiety, and depression are sitting. ready to pounce, let them wait. For there is nothing else but the process and the now of manifesting the new.
The antidote to hate is love; to destruction is creation; to their lies is my truth. We cannot control the chaos but we can add our say, our truth to the mix.
We can feel that we are an inconsequential part of the infinite or celebrate that we are truly a part of all that is and it would be diminished by our absence.
Life can be ‘wonder-full’ in its manifestations and to ignore the beautiful, the interesting, or the curious parts seems like a great waste. As does getting lost in the morass of the ugly.
“And since creativity is still the most effective way for me to access wonder, I choose it. I choose to block out all the external (and internal) noise and distractions and to come home again and again to creativity. Because without that source of wonder, I know that I am doomed. Without it, I will forever wander the world in a state of bottomless dissatisfaction — nothing but a howling ghost, trapped in a body made of slowly deteriorating meat”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear
Peace and Creativity be with you.
Dana Sanford
3/28/2019
