Depression Recovery: Home as Good Kindergarten and Mr. Rogers

An article about depression that includes kindergarten and Mr Rogers! Really? Bear with me. Have you noticed how a strong image or metaphor can be a container for all sorts of thoughts and ideas? That is why I am using good kindergarten and Mr. Rogers. As we scurry around each day we can have a vague awareness of frustration and discontent but can feel that we have to keep moving and keep...
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What’s important? Big Rocks First

A teacher puts a gallon jar on the desk and sets a pile of fist sized rocks next to it. She asks the class how many rocks they think will fit. As they call out their guesses, she places one rock after another in the jar. When she asks the class if it is full, they reply with a resounding “Yes!” But wait she says. Then she brings out a container of gravel. The smaller bits of gravel lodge amongst...
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Recovery Principle: 5 Steps towards taking REAL Brain Breaks

  Recovery principles: 5 steps towards taking REAL brain breaks Jerry shows up for our session a couple of minutes late. He appears flustered and digs through his backpack as he attempts to settle in. After a furtive glance at the screen, he sets his cell phone on the couch next to him like it is another guest in the room we simply cannot exclude. It takes Jerry the next ten minutes to land...
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Meditation and Mood Disorders

    Meditation and mindfulness in depression recovery “I’ve tried to meditate but I just can’t stop my mind,” says Jack when I ask him about his experience with meditation and relaxation. Jack is working with a mood disorder and is considering practices that may help with stability. I hear this response with some regularity and it makes me wish I could run out and do a “And Now You...
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Lovingkindness instead of Self Aggression

In my 20’s I lived in a community household of about 30 meditation practitioners. Regular sitting meditation happened after the evening meal. It was not mandatory but encouraged. Because it was our home, a certain casual laziness readily arose. One evening as I was lingering at the dinner table, well aware that the evening sit was beginning, a Buddhist nun who was also living in the community...
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