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from
The
Aquarian, Fall 1999
By Jennifer Cawthorne May theWhen I was a little girl, my parents would always read to me before I went to bed. We would conclude with a prayer, and often it would be "Vespers," by A. A. Milne: Little boy kneels at the foot of the bed,I didn't realize how important this nightly routine was until I was about eight years old, alone in the hospital, waiting to have my tonsils out. Away from home for the first time, and with a raging sore throat to boot, I couldn't eat or sleep. The doctors and nurses were getting more worried by the minute, until a simple cure was found. As long as my mother phoned at bedtime and recited "Vespers" with me, I would fall happily asleep. We all have times of trouble in our lives when hearing just the right words can remind us that peace, calm, and tranquility still do exist, and they can be ours again to enjoy. Alas, the significant people in our lives aren't always around to help us. Or perhaps they are, but they just don't "get it," when it comes to our needs and feelings. In such difficult times, comfort can come from unexpected places -- from the words of people we don't even know and will likely never meet. People who perhaps we've always admired, though they may have died 2000 years ago. In such times, it can be enough just to know that these distant souls were also touched by what is happening to us now, that the variety of human experience is universal. And in our grief, our fear, or even our joy, we are not alone. He jumped onto his horse and galloped off madly in all directions.I've collected humorous, eloquent, and provocative sayings like these all my life. Doesn't the first one make you think of yourself too -- just a little bit?Whatsoever things are true, Words of wisdom can make us laugh and weather the stress in our lives. They can make us cry and release the pain of our traumas. Or they can simply put us back in touch with the beauty in the world, refreshing and reenergizing us. I've always taken great pleasure in how some people can perfectly express an inspiring or empowering idea. A successfully communicated thought,I still remember the words of my high school guidance counsellor: "You are the one who will have to live with your decisions," she said, "so make your own decisions for yourself, decisions you can live with." Wow! What a thought. The idea of being my own person. It seemed like such a radical concept at the time. A few years later, our minister was giving his usual Sunday sermon, which I always tried so hard to listen to. Suddenly he had my complete attention: "What does it mean to love your enemy? A lot of people have a problem with this because they think to love someone is to like them. Not so. To 'love your neighbour as yourself' simply means to treat your neighbour with the dignity, respect and fairness you would want to be treated with yourself. You don't have to 'like' him or her." That lesson has stayed with me for life. In university, the most beautiful prose came from literature, but the most meaningful words came from sociology, in particular the study of interpersonal relations. Erving Goffman's brilliant book, The Presentation of Self in Everyday Life (Amazon.com | Chapters.ca), led me to a greater understanding of the mechanics of human interactions, and of myself as a person. I remember listening to my professors and thinking, "yes, that is how society works!" or "yes, I've experienced that!" As soon as I left university, Shakespeare took over. I had suffered through his plays in high school and college along with everybody else, wondering why on earth we studied something we couldn't even understand. Boring! It wasn't until my twenties that I began to understand his wisdom and greatness. Often, in those moments when life suddenly got all too real, I would think: The quality of mercy is not strain'd,In my thirties and forties I revisited the Bible and discovered the beauty and wisdom there. And I became a fan of the amusing reflections on life found in such comic gems as Herman, Marmaduke, and Mother Goose & Grimm. INTERVIEWER:I have the results of your job application, Thomson. Your handwriting shows you're a complete moron. The polygraph test suggests you are a born liar. And you have the I.Q. of a carrot.Obviously, for me collecting and savouring the great sayings of the ages has been a healthy, empowering hobby. But who would have thought it could be a lifesaver too? Since childhood, I've suffered from the chronic, low-grade depression known as dysthymia and from recurrent episodes of major depression. In July of 1997, I was several years into an untreated episode, complicated by physical ill health, when the depression peaked full force. I disappeared entirely. I no longer existed as myself. Everything that had made up my life to that point, everything of importance to me -- people, personal philosophies, my ability to think logically -- just . . . went away! I could still "see" these things, but I could no longer "reach out and touch" them. I became irrational, obsessive, compulsive, agoraphobic, xenophobic, panic-stricken, and completely nonfunctional. It was indisputably the worst experience of my life, a united emotional attack by every bad experience I had ever had. I knew then, for the first time in my life, what the words "mental illness" meant. It was like nothing I had ever experienced. Completely terrifying. Amidst the chaos of my uncontrollable thoughts, into the panic of not knowing what was going on and how I should "fix" myself, a tiny voice made itself heard: To thine own self be true.One of the cornerstones of my personal philosophy, these were the first constructive words to enter my mind during those first frightening weeks. As soon as I remembered the bard's immortal advice, I realized, "yes, I will have to 'do' for myself, make decisions for myself, go on instinct alone, as I never have before." I knew if I made the wrong decision, the consequences would be severe, perhaps irreversible. But I had to try. I had no choice. I was scared. Paralytically so. What if, unable to reason lucidly, I made the wrong choices? The blessed little voice returned with: "If you make the right decision, fine. If you make the wrong decision, accept it and go on from there." Shakespeare and my inner voice had given me the strength to stretch my decision-making wings. Slowly and carefully, with lots of supportive people standing by to help me pick up the pieces if I fell apart, I began to make some hard, anxiety-laden choices. As soon as I could concentrate enough to read again, I started searching the Internet, looking for information on depression, obsessive-compulsive behaviour, panic attacks and anxiety disorders, seasonal affective disorder, medical treatments -- anything that might help. I found lots of practical help and emotional support. I discovered Peter McWilliams' excellent books on depression, personal loss, and life in general [available at Amazon.com, Chapters.ca, and free online]. And I unearthed sayings galore that showed me that others too had experienced what I was going through. I felt comforted - not alone, not so frightened. I began slowly to improve, to think clearly again, to feel joy. And, ironically, I became suicidal. The faint possibility of suicide had always been
part of my depression. But, as sometimes happens when people rapidly begin
to recover, now it escalated quickly from passive thoughts to uncontrollable
impulses. It all happened very fast, like being hit by a runaway freight-train.
I didn't stand a chance. My will to live (I do love life and don't want
to leave before my time) was overwhelmed by another irrestible power with
a will of its own.
"The road is long, with many a winding curve..."Talking about my problems to significant others has helped provide me stability and insight on my journey toward a new life. But still it's the healing words of the rest and best of humanity that are my greatest solace and inspiration. I have now collected over 250 of them: some funny, some beautiful, some painful - all with meaning for me, as I strive, under the watchful eyes of my doctors, my friends and family, my husband David, and Rambo (my ever-protective dog), to beat this life-and-soul-consuming illness.
These are a few of the many quotes from my collection
that have had
To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.Polonius's advice to Laertes continues to be my most fundamental guidance, the saying I rely on in every foray into uncharted territory. Hold on to what is goodI found these truly inspiring words two years ago at the start of my "adventure," and they have stayed with me throughout. Their power to centre and calm me and give me hope is as strong now as ever. Together with Shakespeare's guidance, they will always be the cornerstones of my personal philosophy. Life has meaning only in the struggles.These words give me so much encouragement and strength. Sometimes (always?), we have to fight a battle without knowing what the outcome will be -- my situation exactly in this unpredictable journey. Give me a sense of humour,As I began to get better, my sense of humour returned. It became one of my goals to see the light side of life whenever I could in order to keep myself balanced. And to pass it on at every opportunity. O GodThe wry irony of this prayer expresses exactly what is at the root of so much misery and unhappiness. Sadly, this building block of self-esteem is not often on the curriculum in childhood. No wonder it can be so hard for us to swallow the "beautiful truth" in adulthood. Men [and women] go abroad to wonder at the height of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars -- and they pass by themselves without wondering.Exactly the mistake I made. The thought that others have too, that my errors are not unique, has been indescribably consoling. Tonight we reflect on paradox.This is one of the few wisdoms that has actually shown me how to beat my depression. For me, recovery has involved not just medication, but digging deep, deep, deep through layers of myself that I thought were me, but turned out to be superficial beliefs and characteristics accepted from without. To find the real me, and what will make me a happy and productive individual again, has meant looking at all my ideas and habits "backward, inside out and upside down." To know ourselves we have to learn to peel away the onion and find the seed within. Paradox is now my friend. May your life be like aWhen I finally re-experienced joy and pleasure after years without, discovering this blessing was itself a blessing. Trish Denhoed, a Toronto administrative director, tells how she discovered a contagiously load-lightening message: When I was laid off in 1990, I was so worried about what to doDebbie Shepstone, a businesswoman in Burlington, Ontario, is guided by the archly complementary messages of these two "Bajan" (Barbadian) precepts: Whenever possible, eliminate from your life people who are aAquarian editor and author Syd Baumel describes his chance discovery of a reassuring affirmation: A couple years ago, I was walking down Corydon one evening when I passed by a Salvation Army canvasser. I dropped some change intoToronto author and editor Kyle Stone pins this uplifting perspective by Oscar Wilde to the bulletin board above his desk: We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Briony Haig writes: I had this quote on my wall for a long time where I found it very helpful: Re-examine what you have been taught;Patty Slentz writes: Upon reading your most enjoyable article, "Healing
Words," I was painfully reminded of a time in my life when some choice
words by my very wise teacher made the difference between my giving up
and fighting on in my battle with MS (multiple sclerosis).
Jennifer Cawthorne is a Scarborough,
Ontario writer, poet, and artist. Her work has appeared in such publications
as The
Martian Wave, Star Anthology 1998, and Crossroads
magazines.
Saying reprinted with permission from A Grateful Heart: Daily Blessings For the Evening Meal From Buddha to the Beatles, edited by M.J. Ryan (Berkeley, CA: Conari Press, 1994). Distributed by Raincoast Books. Available from Amazon.com and Chapters.ca. |
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