You are not depressed; you are distracted. You believe that you have lost something, which is impossible, because everything that you have was given to you. You did not make a single hair of your head so you can not own anything. In addition, life does not subtract things, it liberates you from them. It makes you lighter so that you can fly higher and reach the fullness. From cradle to grave, it is a school, and that is why those predicaments that you call problems are lessons, indeed.
You lost nobody; the one who died is just going ahead, because we all are going there. Besides this, the best of him/her, his/her love, is still in your heart. Who could say that Jesus is dead? There is not death, but only movement. And on the other side there are some wonderful people waiting for you: Gandhi, Michelangelo Whitman, St. Augustine, Mother Teresa, your grandmother and my mother, who believed that poverty is actually closer to what we call Love, because money distracts us with too many things, and makes us apprehensive and doubtful.
Do only what you love and you will be happy; the one who can do what he/she loves, is blessed and destined to have success, which will definitively come, because what must come, will come, but will come naturally. Do not do anything for obligation or commitment, but for love. Only then there will be fullness in your life, and with fullness everything is possible; and possible without any effort because what will move you will be the natural force of life, the same that raised me when the plane crashed with my wife and my daughter, the same which kept me alive when my doctors predicted that I would have only 3 or 4 more months of life.
Liberate yourself from the tremendous burden of guilt, responsibility, and vanity, and be ready to live each moment deeply, as it should be.
You are not depressed, you just need to be busy. Help the child who needs you, and that child will be your child’s partner. Help old people, and young people will help you when you be old. In addition, service to others is an absolutely guaranteed happiness, as certain as enjoying and taking care of nature for those who will come tomorrow. Give without measure and you will receive without measure.
Facundo Cabral is a visionary Gautemalan poet. This passage is excerpted from here.
SEED QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION: How do you relate to the notion that losing something is impossible? Can you share a personal story of a time you did something for love instead of obligation? What helps you stay aware that distraction is at the root of depression?
Losing something is impossible, it is only a matter of our perspective of seeing things differently of what is left over what is lost. There were times of my life I lost my pride when I got a child out of wed lock and raised him alone. Thereafter I was criticized, ashamed by my family, next thing that happened is I choose a guy to marry that in reverse they hardly disagree. But, I did this all out of love by standing of what I believe than seeing things that it is an obligation to follow what is right in their eyes. Life is a matter of perspective, seeing things according to your points of view. What keeps me away from depression is realizing that things happen naturally when even we are not aware or eventually know the result may come. There is no such thing as losing, only gaining what is left and what is already there. Life is beautiful.
God Bless!
When we live without claiming proprietorship over anything,emptying our self every day ,every moment of this wrong concept then we may see interdependence of all existence at that state we have the opportunity to make right choce.
When I first read this, I immediately recalled a Prince Ea video that I recently watched, which can be found here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykvC3QXJb18
It seems that much of what is written about in this passage causes sadness, and I'm not sure that sadness is depressions equal. To me, depression stems from a feeling of hopelessness. I've certainly had my share of sadness, as we all have. I'm not so sure that I would classify any periods of my greatest sadness as depression, though. I've known several beings, including family members, friends, and students, who have died by suicide. To me, this is the pinnacle, or maybe depth is a better word, of depression. To not know the kindness, love and compassion that others have for you; to not know the beauty that you have to offer the universe; to not feel meaning in your life...that, to me, would be depression.
Another way of re-stating this is that life is offering sufficiency at every turn for the task at hand. Our distractions keeps us unaware of the underlying ebb and flow, and never quite clear enough to know our purpose in the moment because of the momentum of the past or the grasping for the future. We experience that dissipation and energetic gap as depression. For all those who face some form of clinical depression, the question I hold is whether depression preceded thought, did thought precede depression, or do they arise together and support one another? Do we believe what we experience, or do we experience what we believe? I suspect that getting to the bottom of these questions will create the space and energy to rise from the downward spiral we experience in depression.