Bmeandering

Bmeandering

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Looking up

I think this was one of those moments when I took the camera
and pointed it up the massive rock
into the sky winking at me

I like looking up
and I like just pointing the camera up and clicking.


I don't look up as in, "Wow, look how far I have to climb!"
I really, really, really try not to be that type of person.
I prefer looking down and saying, "Wow, look how far I've climbed!"

Despite chronic depression, I'm an optimistic person.
 I don't shout it from the roof tops;
mine is more low-key foundational. 

I do let my depression visit occasionally.

I find that if I don't invite it in for a short visit,
it sneaks in and hides.

This creates far more havoc,
because depression then insidiously nibbles
at my mind and emotions 
while I blithely think,
"Hey, I'm doing great!" 

I don't permit lingering,
but we do exchange thoughts.

After its departure, I know myself
a little better
and
my compassion and patience jar is a bit fuller.

Then I take my camera and look up in wonder and awe
and then look down in wonder and awe.
The wonder and awe parts
are the key
at least for me.

4 comments:

  1. What a great post! The picture is beautiful, but I really loved what you wrote.

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  2. Thanks for sharing your innermost secrets...depression is like a visitor...a personage of some sort, someone to handle politely. Great post!

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  3. what an awesome photo ... I wasn't sure at first whether I was looking down into a pool of water or up at the sky ... your description is wonderful

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  4. The Rocks sure caught my attention. One of my favorite things to look at.

    I also identified with you re: the "depression". I don't always fight it away; sometimes I just settle in and let it live there for a while. Then I kick forward again, not letting it run, or ruin, my life.

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