Dark nights of the soul
On monday night, I stopped by Barnes and Nobles and used the gift card my girls had given me as a birthday gift. I bought a book written by Thomas Moore, a former Catholic monk called Dark Nights of the Soul. I had read previously his book called The Soul of Sex. I am merely 80 pages into this book and already feel better about my life.
Mostly, what speaks to me is that he talks about depression, not as a disease that must be cured, but as a journey to undertake and experience. We should ride the wave of darkness and learn what we can about ourselves, rather than being obsessed with the idea of progress. And let me say, lately, I've felt as if I'm not making any progress in therapy or life, and the idea of not needing to move forward does indeed make me feel better.