The Buddha’s teachings about thoughts are pretty good, centered on “here and now”. Mental illness makes that tricky to apply, like trying to walk to the hospital with a busted leg. Or two.Read More
Disabilities can be invisible. Just because a person does not have an apparent physical disability does not mean they are “normally” abled. Mental illness is a disability. Which means ableism is also an issue.Read More
Last night, I finally wrote my family and told them about my depression. Today, I wrote a blog about that. Not the tightest writing ever, but hey. I wrote something. That’s a win.Read More
I’ve never dealt well with adversity, and it seems that the more I learn about my mental health/illness, the worse it becomes – at times. Context is critical. Thankfully, I am finding a way to deal with it, although it’s not something that works at 70mph on the freeway.Read More
It would be easy to walk, or drift, into Permanent Victimhood. But I’ve known those people, and I don’t want to be those people. I trying for a more positive & productive life.
I want to be healthy.Read More
Weird stuff happens every day, but some days the weird takes on a meaningful appearance. I wonder what it’s all about.Read More
I’m done with projects and big ideas and plans to turn myself into Oregon’s Premier Political Podcaster or any other such nonsense.Read More
Transforming unthinking habits into intentional rituals.
And I don’t think highly of thuggish gods.Read More
I think about the steps to take to be able to write regularly and freely, and the word “discipline” comes to mind: discipline to meditate regularly and help clear out my mind; discipline to not waste time; discipline to set and keep regular writing times.
I know, of course, that I am not dealing with moral failure but mental illness.Read More
Facebook has a lot to offer, but, if you are not careful, it can extract quite a price. I have been paying that price without realizing it, so a change is necessary. A return to basics. To essentials.
To writing and not Facebooking.Read More
A lifetime of moving forward? Not so much. So many opportunities for what should have been endings leading to new beginnings, but all I’ve done is drift from one place to the next with no resolution, no forward focus. Just pointless movement, and not even forward.Read More
That’s what I figured out yesterday: Write. Don’t plan, don’t prepare. Write. As Harlan Ellison said, “Writers write”.Read More
I have not figured out what to do next. So I tread water, waste time, wander down tangents, regret the lost and wasted time.Read More
I am listening to a voice in my head explain why I cannot do the things I want to do. Nicci wanted to know: where did that voice come from?Read More
“What voices do you listen to”? my therapist, Nicci, asked. Someone kept telling me I was a bad person; who was it that I was listening to?Read More
I begin the telling the story of my journey from sad and lonely little boy to spirit-filled fundamentalist Christian to atheist Buddhist. Shame plays a big role. Whee.Read More
Not lonely, not happy. Not an easy one to unwrap, but it's a start towards what I need to learn.Read More
It’s like exercise, of course: either it’s regular and effective, or it’s not. There’s no middle ground being “doing” and “not doing”. Just ask YodaRead More
Welp, another year, another chance to not live 365 days and finish it by saying, “Ok, next year I’ll get this sucker right”.Read More
That’s how my my mental illness works: I frequently ignore what I know is the smart thing to do and, even worse, what I know I want to do.Read More