A Simple Approach to Easing Depression

Therese J. Borchard

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAIn her young twenties, writer and activist Eileen Flanagan spent two years teaching English in the country of Botswana, neighboring South Africa and Zimbabwe. She ate, lived, and slept in a 180 square-foot mud hut and was quite content. Then life got a tad more complicated … she married, had kids, and eventually found herself in a three-story house packed full of stuff: Barbie condos, heelies (sneakers with wheels), Wii games, electronic guitars, and microscopes. In her engaging new book, Renewable, she writes about her path back to simplicity and integrity—becoming a person whose decisions reflect the values she holds.

I was especially moved by her first “awakening” in the middle of the night, when she realizes her ideals are not in sync with her lifestyle, and feels the knot in her stomach that so many of us experience when we spot a place in our lives where integrity…

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Prayer of strength

I am forever stuggling with faith

I pray for strength, to make me calm and stronger 

My mind wanders far from me 

I lose my words and scramble the words together, 

I pray to Allah for strength  and understanding 

I  alone in my faith like a outcast

I dont really fit in anywere 

I drifted alone aimlessly, 

I  accept Islam and believe in it with all my heart

I  no friends I’m the forgotten one

I am invisible even in my own home

I sit alone in my room never included in  discisions 

I am a afterthought 

I pray to Allah to ease my loneliness and give me strength

  

Their Pain Is Not Your Pain: 5 Tips for Highly Sensitive People

Therese J. Borchard

23453942_fa4ae17198_z“You,” he said, “are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.”

That quote belongs in Emilie Autumn’s psychological thriller novel, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls.

I used it a few months ago in a post to describe Robin Williams and why, I think, he was in so much pain.

But I also think it’s true for me, and why I am in pain so much of the time.

Ten years ago, after reading Elaine Aron’s research on the highly sensitive person, I realized that I emerged from my mother’s womb without the extra layer of skin, the protective coat, most people are born with. Therefore I not only can intuit the emotions of someone else, but I feel them on a very deep level.

If someone I love is in pain, I am in…

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Forever Not Yours

Forever Not Yours

Your presence graces my dreams
I reach for you as you drift away
Your stare is full of comfort, so peaceful
I find solace in your arms
I sit on the windowsill, writing
Anticipating your embrace, your soft smile
Yet I am jaded in your love
I am left behind in the dust
I cannot get up to run away
Your love shackles me, it’s a weight tied
So heavy around my ankles
It prevents me from running
But my acidic tears burn the shackles away
And I am free once again
I will not succumb to your sweet imprisonment
I will not surrender to your pacifying touch
I will not be enticed by your corrupting love
I will not be broken again