…. and another week begins.
This morning I was attempting to catch up on blog posts (I am now approximately 2 weeks behind) and I found this post by DB titled “Pretending to be a Normal Person”. What can I say? This post (and title) struck a chord with me as I’ve just spent the past two days trying to be normal whilst my mind was fighting me the whole time.
Today is Sunday, so I have brushed off my photo archive and we are going to continue the journey we began last week in the fair city of Melbourne and along the Great Ocean Road. This week we leave the ocean and head inland before returning to Melbourne.
Just so you know.
love Mum xxxx
This morning I lay on the floor and petted the Diva. She doesn’t allow this very often at all. I listened to her purr and remarked to the GG that I could meditate to that sound as it is so relaxing.
My current meditation background is Wayne Dyers “I Am” meditation. I breathe in say the words “I am xxxxxxx” and visualise this.
In recent times words have been coming to me. This morning as I began I prayed “what am I today Lord”?
The reply put me a little off balance “I am letting go”.
“Letting go of what?”
“Today you are letting go and trusting.”
So today as I head off to work I am letting go and letting God.
I’m not sure how that’s going to work out.
We’ve all heard the inspirational quotes about sunshine after the rain and how if we want rainbows we need to put up with the rain beforehand. Rain seems to be equated with ‘bad’. Continue reading
And for those of you in Australia, that was not a mis-spelling of Mum 😉
Let’s set the scene…..
The Tween is a massive Dance Moms fan as some of you may have read before. She is constantly watching it on Foxtel and she has the first two seasons on DVD. She follows all the mothers on Twitter and Instagram. She comes to me all excited when one of the mothers favourites a tweet or answers her.
So when she found out that Christi and Chloe were coming to Australia……
I need to move forward and stop waiting for something magical (like more hours in the day) to happen. Dreams don’t come true without a little hard work on the part of the dreamer.
So yesterday, I thought about where I want my book to go.
I have decided that I want the book to be about real people telling their stories. A chapter per person.
I am interested to know just what depression looks like to them and how it manifests. Do they take medication or seek therapy? What coping mechanisms do they have in place? What do they think occurred to trigger the depression?
Do they ride the rollercoaster of wellness versus depressive episodes? How can they tell when a depressive episode is on its way?
Through people telling their stories, I hope that those who have never suffered depression will gain understanding.
And those who do fight the black dog, find hope and inspiration. I want them to realise that they are not alone.
So, I put out a call on my Facebook page for anyone who might be willing to participate and so far I’ve received one reply from a lovely friend overseas. 🙂
Ideally, I would love to be able to chat with people face to face but for the times that I can’t, email will have to do.
I am putting one foot in front of the other and stepping out.
Ironically my stars for the week have told me to stop yearning for my dreams and exist in the present right now. At least it didn’t tell me to shelve the dreams. 😉
If you would like to be a part of my book, then feel free to email me on firstname.lastname@example.org