Love is Louder [Vol. 2]: Wishcasting Wednesday: What Do I Wish to Put Down?

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Wishcasting Wednesday: What Do I Wish to Put Down?

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I wish to put down my fears and reservations, so that I can continue, beginning to write about the pain of my addiction.

20 comments:

gina said...: May you find the strength to overcome your fears. As you wish for yourself, I wish for you also.; 1 February 2011 at 21:31
E said...: Yes let it fly. : )
As you wish for yourself, I wish for you also; 2 February 2011 at 00:40
erinrichardson said...: I wish you the courage to proceed regardless of your fears.

As you wish for yourself, so do I wish for you as well.; 2 February 2011 at 01:30
Yvonne said...: As you wish for yourself, so do I wish for you as well!; 2 February 2011 at 03:30
Anonymous said...: As you wish for yourself, so do I wish for you as well. Courage.; 2 February 2011 at 05:18
Unknown said...: As you wish for yourself, I wish for you also
really nice picture; 2 February 2011 at 05:34
Amanda St.Clair said...: As you wish for yourself, so I wish for you also.; 2 February 2011 at 05:46
Whiskey Tales by Beach Waling in the Desert said...: Yes, you can do it. As you wish for yourself, so I wish for you also … ~M; 2 February 2011 at 05:50
Anonymous said...: Yes! I just love coming to visit you. As you wish for yourself, I lovingly, wish for you.; 2 February 2011 at 06:21
Anonymous said...: Writing about our shadow is powerful. Here's to courage and peace. As you wish for yourself, dear Roxanne, so I wholehearted wish for you as well. BTW, love the quote by Rumi.; 2 February 2011 at 07:34
Ceanne said...: I understand that fear as well but know that it is so important to get it out, release ourselves from the past.

As you wish for yourself, I truly wish for you!!; 2 February 2011 at 08:29
darkfoam said...: hey! i loved the hendrix mural that you photographed!
and you do know that i hope you are able to achieve your wishes ..
xxx; 2 February 2011 at 09:55
Her Speak said...: So much courage here. As you wish for yourself, so I wish also!~*

Much Joy,
Molly; 2 February 2011 at 11:07
Anonymous said...: Congrats on the photo! :)

I don't know what your addiction is, but having had some experience with addiction myself, I know that sharing my stories helped...helped others, and helped me.

As you wish for yourself, I wish for you as well!

Grace; 2 February 2011 at 13:37
Sarah Lulu said...: Fabulous photography! Congratulations.

And feeling free of my own addictive burden (it will be 10 years on February 26) ...

As you wish for yourself I so lovingly wish this for you also. xxxx; 2 February 2011 at 17:04
Unknown said...: as you wish for yourself, i wish for you also.; 2 February 2011 at 17:42
Cindy Jones Lantier said...: As tinkerbell wishes for herself, I wish for her also. Putting down fears is a hard one!; 3 February 2011 at 12:23
claire bangasser said...: As you wish for yourself, so I wish for you, tinkerbell!
Bravo for your photo(s). Good luck with your fears. May they dissolve in the light of love.
Blessins.; 4 February 2011 at 04:17
phoenix said...: With all my heart, I wish you the courage and strength to overcome your fears.

(And as someone working towards the strength to be open and honest about mental illness? I have nothing but faith in your ability to succeed. Good luck!); 5 February 2011 at 23:04
Kimberly Kaye said...: You left me such beautiful comments on my BON post--first I became addicted to your handle and avatar, and now that I'm at this blog I'm addicted to it and you even more. I'm using my indoor voice when I say: KEEP GOING. YOU ARE....so good.; 5 February 2011 at 23:31

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Welcome to Insanity

Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door. I realize that every person, at some point, takes up residence in one or another of these rooms. But that realization provides no relief from said hell.

It seems to me the basic definition of mental illness: a persistent, painful inability to simply be with someone else. It might be lifelong, or it might descend like a sudden catastrophe, this blankness between ourselves and the rest of the world. The blankness might not even be obvious to others. But on our side of that severed connection, it's hell, a life lived behind glass.

Distilling Life

I sometimes like to lose myself in the thought that I am merely a culmination of various chemical reactions occuring at the cellular level of my body. What directs these chemical reactions? Is that where individuality resides? When I consider pharmaceuticals and their effect, it can make sense - chemical reactions fueling existence. Perhaps the Seroquel XR I'm taking bridges some cellular, chemical gap or deficiency. The perceived effect being an insular stabilizing of my mood. Does it all seem a bit too simple? Can we really distill life down to a few chemical reactions?
I wonder. Perhaps, then, divinity resides within those chemical reactions?

Words of Wisdom

"Writing is a deep-sea dive. You need hours just to get into it: down, down, down. If you're called back to the surface every couple of minutes by an email, you can't ever get back down. I have a great friend who became a Twitterer and he says he hasn't written anything for a year."
~ David Eggers

"Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form."
~ Rumi

"If we do not transform our pain we will surely transmit it."
~ Richard Rohr

"We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand, and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it is too late."
~ Marie Beynon Ray

“Love is not a victory march. It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah.”
~ Leonard Cohen

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
~ Anais Nin

"All of us live in exile in a real way. As St. Paul puts it, we see as 'through a glass darkly,' through an enigma, separated always partially from God and each other."
~ Ron Rolheiser, OMI

"Truth is shattered into a thousand pieces when God throws it down to earth."
~Avivah Gottlieb Zornberg

“The act of building is the physical tangible expression of promise.”
~ Unknown

'The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.'
~ Dorothea Lange

"Finally I am coming to the conclusion that my highest ambition is to be what I already am. That I will never fulfill my obligation to surpass myself unless I first accept myself, and if I accept myself fully in the right way, I will already have surpassed myself.”
~ Thomas Merton, Journal: October 2, 1958

“The authentic self is the soul made visible.”
~ Sarah Ban Breathnach

"A diamond only shines after it's been cut."
~ Danielle LaPorte

"Having a grievance is like drinking poison and thinking it will kill your enemy."
~ Nelson Mandela

“The absence of fear is not courage. The absence of fear is some kind of brain damage.”
~ M. Scott Peck

"Art washes away from the soul, the dust of everyday life."
~ Picasso

"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time."
~ Thomas Merton

"Worry is like a rocking chair--it gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere."
~ Unknown

"A photograph is a painting made by the eye, using light as the paintbrush."
~ Roxanne Galpin

"The most important events make no stir on their first taking place, nor indeed in their effects directly. They seem hedged about by secrecy. It is concussion, or the rushing together of air to fill a vacuum, which makes a noise. The great events to which all things consent, and for which they have prepared the way, produce no explosion, for they are gradual, and create no vacuum which requires to be suddenly filled; as a birth takes place in silence, and is whispered about the neighborhood. Corn grows in the night."
~ Henry David Thoreau

“The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”

~Virginia Woolf

Love is Louder [Vol. 2]

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Wishcasting Wednesday: What Do I Wish to Put Down?

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