I hear the geese flying overhead on their way back to the wildlife sanctuary, just four miles west of our yard. I see birds perched on a stray self-planted sunflower near the birdfeeder. I ponder the words on my lap in my journal as I sit in silence in my morning ritual of the \u201cquiet chair\u201d tucked in the north-west corner of my kitchen.
\nIt was a quiet morning before eight, that I noticed the ad for a book \u201cJust One More Day\u201d by Beverlee Buller Keck . This wonderful book is a 40 day journey of meditations for those who struggle with anxiety and depression.
\nKnow anyone in your circle who battles with negative thoughts, worry, and a deep sense of hopelessness? I bet you do.
\nI lost most of l984 to psych wards in Winnipeg and later at Eden in Winkler, where I experienced a very gracious patient staff, and concern for my complete healing journey as I struggled with a severe case of post-partum depression.
\nWomen typically are the Chief Emotional Officers (CEO\u2019S) of their families, wanting to nurture, encourage, and balance the family\u2019s emotional bank account harmoniously. Many farm women I coach are concerned that their husbands are depressed, and highly frustrated that their spouses will not get help !
\nThe ritual of spending time every morning in my quiet chair continues to help me find a place to reflect, read Scripture, pray, and ponder the people\u2019s names who pop into my head, along with the grocery list and other distractions that are duly noted on post-it notes before going back to the main thing I\u2019m thinking about.
\nI keep a prayer journal, and am surprised that sometime 10 days have passed since the last entry. Was I in the chair? Yes, but the phone may have rung, I might have been called to jockey someone to a field, or I may have been on the road. I don\u2019t beat my self up for not making entries. I pay attention to what the entries are telling me about the journey of life. The real learning is reading entries from the previous year, same season. Did I learn to trust more? Am I seeing answers to healing prayers for friends and family? What has my friend\u2019s death taught me to value?
\nSome of you don\u2019t find solace or comfort in reading the Word of God, yet you are searching for some answers to having a peace of mind. Perhaps your reading pile is different than mine, but our common yearning is to find wisdom in handling the bumps of life. You might use a meditation class and play music to create calm in the home.
\nThe quiet chair routine brings people to mind whom you may need to connect with. Keck\u2019s book has many examples of how we as women who care can be bearers of the \u201ccovered dish\u201d to bring meals to those folks who are depressed and need practical help and encouragement. Who needs to taste your homemade casserole and relish in the visit that follows ?
\nAfter this tough season of crop losses families will feel the ripple effects of financial strain causing \u201ccircumstantial\u201d depression. When bad things happen to good people, they sometimes cannot take the chronic stress and strain. Perhaps you\u2019ll book an appointment to get confirmation from a doctor that depression is a real threat to your well-being, or you may take a leap of faith to see a counselor for some issues that have surfaced. Do you think you need some professional counseling to help you find relief from your anxious thinking?
\nI\u2019ve been in group therapy, and reflected on tough questions in private counseling.
\nSome women just need a good cup of tea with a confidant to feel like \u201cthey\u2019ve been heard\u201d and their emotional well is renewed and refreshed. After you\u2018ve spent time in your quiet chair, pick up the phone and invite a friend for a chat, either long-distance, on Skype, or across your kitchen table.
\nNews came again this week that another woman is dealing with cancer. We talk openly about supporting her, yet sometimes the women who have a family member struggling with the bleak days of depression don\u2019t think they can share \u201ctheir secret\u201d.
\nIt\u2019s time to stop hiding behind the stigma of depression. Please do not call it at \u201cnervous breakdown\u201d. Call it depression, it may be one of seven types, but it is an illness that needs to be listened to, and journeyed with. Who in your circle of influence needs you to go for long walks? Who needs a letter or email from you in their mailbox ?
\nGive yourself the gift of time in your quiet chair. Have a journal , pen, Bible, devotional book, post-it notes, and cards handy. Words are powerful when they sooth the soul and bring hope. I kept the stack of l984 cards for over 20 years, and I can still recall the faces of the faithful women who sent words of life and encouragement.
\nI suspect that we are going to hear many stories of woe on the prairies this winter. Will you hunt out opportunities to be intentional about listening to the tales of possible depression around you at the hall, the store, or your kitchen?
\nI choose to speak life into those who feel that all hope is gone. Depression is a treatable illness with various ways to find healing. Every family knows somebody who is dealing with sadness and anxiety. Please don\u2019t ignore the pleas for help. Offer a non-judgmental ear or a practical help like a home-cooked meal.
\nAre you ready to draw strength from your time reflecting? Find the women around you that need to know there is hope for them and their partners .
\nLive intentionally. Embrace the lessons of the quiet chair.
\nEND
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\nOrder a copy of \u201cJust One More Day\u201d from Kindred Productions at 1-800-545-7322 or online at www.kindredproductions.com. Depression help go to www.mooddisordersmanitoba.ca<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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