Heal Your Depression


In my family, circle of friends and women that I counsel/coach…I hear a cry in the land.

I hear the words, “I’m tired…Does it really matter if I live?… My money is spent, my get up and go has got up and went….I’m lonely…. I can’t believe I opened my heart to someone only to be hurt again….I don’t feel appreciated by my children….It’s too hard living with my loss and loneliness…I’m exhausted taking care of everybody else and no one seems to care about me… I give my all and don’t feel like any one is there for me…I have lost my home, job, marriage, my joy and now I feel like I’m losing my mind… I’m giving up and feel like God has forgotten me.”

Depression is a dis-ease like cancer that can spread.  Depression unchecked can make you spiritually bankrupt and physically sick.  Depression can be mild or severe.  Anything or anyone can trigger your dark, defeating and discouraging thoughts.

A good chiropractor can align your back when it is bent and out of shape.  Likewise, your thinking and emotions can become bent,  out of alignment with the love, power and strength of God around you and in you.  Sometimes you may just need a minor adjustment of your thinking to remember God’s grace and your possibilities for change, solutions, progress and peace.

Your car tires will eventually be damaged if you never align them.  When tires are out of alignment, you experience a rough and bumpy ride.  If your life is feeling rough and bumpy, re-align your thinking.  Listen to an excerpt below from my CD “Align Your Mind with the Divine.”

“It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. 
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence. 
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. 
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. 
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. 
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. We know that what we do and how we think affects the quality of our lives. Many things are clearly up to us. And many others are not. I can see no evidence that the universe works on a simple meritocratic system of cause and effect. Bad things happen to good people – all the time. Monetary success does come to some who do not do what they love, as well as to some who are unwilling or unable to see the harm they do to the planet or others. Illness and misfortune come to some who follow their soul’s desire. Many great artist’s have been poor. Great teachers have lived in obscurity.
My invitation, my challenge to you here, is to journey into a deeper intimacy with the world and your life without any promise of safety or guarantee of reward beyond the intrinsic value of full participation.”  Oriah Mountain Dreamer (author of the book “The Invitation”) 

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