August 2010 Roundup: depression vs. sadness: the power of mincing words. Sadness strips you raw. Depression muffles and muddles.

August 2010 Roundup: depression vs. sadness: the power of mincing words. Sadness strips you raw. Depression muffles and muddles.
I’ve spent so many hours in psychotherapy, and retreats, and boardrooms clarifying my “needs” vs. “wants” vs. “the hungry ghost” vs. “healthy expectations” that when I “surrender” to someone else’s “way” it can feel like a stick in my spokes of dignity (and I paid a lot for that dignity.) Such is the foible of Western spirituality. Me first, You next…
Labels are a necessary and unavoidable function of most cultures. We need them like we need traffic lights and handshakes. Recognize if you’ve outgrown your “title”. Deepen your claim, or lighten it right up. Carve out your own personal lexicon. Snug, and radiant…
I’ve got the Goddess of Permission on speed dial and she was thrilled to oblige with this sweeping list of acts of self expression and liberation. We can draw on it whenever we need. Come back often. Build on it. The Permission Goddess sends kisses and high-fives…
You just need to keep your eye on your real power source, or you get all fancy and you start wearing sunglasses when you sit down at the computer.
Depression may be the cousin of sadness, sometimes the defended response to unyielding sadness, but it makes you feel anything but alive. It dulls, weighs, and messes with your memory of your true essential nature…which is that of joy…
Tell the truth, tell it fast, deliver it with sincerity and care. Words are arrows.