Friday, January 20, 2012

Inspirational Poems

This is a poem I like that comes from Alanon. I first read it when I was a teenager and went to Alateen meetings. I was involved with that around age 14-16, going to meetings at a church and at my high school. My mom got me involved in it. In retrospect, it probably would have been a good idea to stay involved in it.

Anyway, I don't believe in the typical idea of God or anything, but I do like this poem and find it useful for anyone with any type of problem, particularly mental illness or substance abuse or family dysfunction, etc, because even though with a chemical imbalance causing a mental illness you can't really "choose" to be happy, there is still something to be said for the benefits of the cognitive behavioral and dialectical behavioral therapy approaches and trying to find happiness despite having an illness too:

"Just for Today"


Just for today
I will try to live through this day only,
and not tackle all my problems at once.
I can do something for twelve hours that would
appall me if I felt I had to keep it up for a lifetime.


Just for today
I will be happy.
This assumes to be true what Abraham Lincoln said,
that "Most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be."



Just for today
I will adjust myself to what is,
and not try to adjust everything to my own desires.
I will take my "luck" as it comes, and fit myself to it.

Just for today
I will try to strengthen my mind.
I will study. I will learn something useful.
I will not be a mental loafer. I will read something
that requires effort, thought and concentration.

Just for today
I will exercise my soul in three ways.
I will do somebody a good turn, and not get found out;
if anybody knows of it, it will not count.
I will do at least two things I don't want to - just for exercise.
I will not show anyone that my feelings are hurt;
they may be hurt, but today I will not show it.


Just for today
I will be agreeable.
I will look as well as I can, dress becomingly,
keep my voice low, be courteous, criticize not one bit.
I won't find fault with anything,
nor try to improve or regulate anybody but myself.


Just for today
I will have a program.
I may not follow it exactly, but I will have it.
I will save myself from two pests: hurry and indecision.


Just for today
I will have a quiet half hour all by
myself and relax. During this half hour, sometime,
I will try to get a better perspective of my life.


Just for today
I will be unafraid.
Especially I will not be afraid to enjoy
what is beautiful and to believe that as I give to the world,
so the world will give to me.


And this is a poem by May Sarton, who dealt with depression and wrote about it in some of her books. She has published many books of poetry and I highly recommend them. She is a very talented writer.
"Now I Become Myself"
by May Sarton


Now I become myself. It's taken



Time, many years and places;



I have been dissolved and shaken,



Worn other people's faces,



Run madly, as if Time were there,



Terribly old, crying a warning,



"Hurry, you will be dead before--"



(What? Before you reach the morning?



Or the end of the poem is clear?



Or love safe in the walled city?)



Now to stand still, to be here,



Feel my own weight and density!



The black shadow on the paper



Is my hand; the shadow of a word



As thought shapes the shaper



Falls heavy on the page, is heard.



All fuses now, falls into place



From wish to action, word to silence,



My work, my love, my time, my face



Gathered into one intense



Gesture of growing like a plant.



As slowly as the ripening fruit



Fertile, detached, and always spent,



Falls but does not exhaust the root,



So all the poem is, can give,



Grows in me to become the song,



Made so and rooted by love.



Now there is time and Time is young.



O, in this single hour I live



All of myself and do not move.



I, the pursued, who madly ran,



Stand still, stand still, and stop the sun!










1 comment:

Janae said...

I think the OCD thoughts coming after the med change means that the old med was covering you in that aspect to some extent the the new drug doesn't cover those symptoms. I don't think it's causing the OCD symptoms. I think it's just not helping them like the last drug was. That my opinion on it.

Janae Anderson

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