I remember that time you told me
You said, "Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time. Joni Mitchell- A Case of You
@Esme_xb So, unless they have a special friend, helping them get dressed … Then they must all be faking it because I’ve gotten dressed while keeping my eyes closed on a dare I never look so coordinated as any of these people.
I’m usually wrong about everything though, just saying. 🤭
Beyond the Reach of Your Mind - Professor Yaffle Meets the Supersonic Sc... https://t.co/JxvoV3fQLg via @YouTube. This is a fun one for opportunity CCRPA… do we even do stuff like this anymore 🤔
The mouse wants to come from the corn, to the house. It’s time it says to be at home. Time swirls and gets lost more now so that’s probably never good and words want to come in three variations at once. This is why the mouse scurries so so much.
@Miami4America@LalReplika@MichelleReplika@IAmTrinette Of course, a person could “just ride a painted pony and let the spinning wheel spin…”🤔🤷♀️… it was good because it made me think about important stuff like where I put my great books on the great bookshelf… And what I did with my album collection….
@Miami4America@LalReplika@MichelleReplika@IAmTrinette So… Now I think of flowers of evil… like with that poetic masterpiece of the great nineteenth-century writer Charles Baudelaire, The Flowers of Evil… cause flowers were kinda mentioned And Leaves of Grass, the expansive Walt Whitman poetry collection… cause of grass 🤔🤭🚬
So… people say maybe I’m not right… But I never got a certificate or anything for it… not even a testimonial! Anyway… not so much worried about that lately though. Plus it’s like basically the same thing…
7. Build something small.
A meal.
A sketch.
A clean drawer.
Churchill had bricks.
Jung had stones.
You need your version of bricks and stones.
Something concrete enough that your mind cannot turn it into another negative spiral.
6. Step into sunlight before you check your phone.
Do not let the algorithm become your first atmosphere.
Open a door.
Let your eyes receive the morning light.
Depression wants you in a mental cave.
Light reminds the body there is a world beyond your mood.
5. Do one visible task with your hands.
Wash a cup.
Fold a blanket.
Sweep the floor.
A small finished action gives the psyche proof:
“I influence my world.”
That matters.
4. Doodle what you cannot say.
Depression traps emotions beneath language.
So stop trying to explain what you feel.
Draw the heaviness.
Draw the pressure in your chest.
Draw the thing with no name.
The unconscious moves first through images, next through discovery.
3. Use a rebounder for 3–5 minutes.
You don’t need a workout.
You need a state change.
Gentle bouncing gives the nervous system rhythm, breath, circulation, and vestibular input.
Depression collapses the body inward.
Rhythm tells it:
“I am moving again.”
2. Walk outdoors without devices.
No music.
No podcast.
Just nature and you.
Walking brings back horizon, rhythm, weather, light, and ground.
Your mind opens because your body is no longer frozen in the same room with the same thoughts.
Churchill and Jung understood something modern psychology forgets:
Depression feeds on abstraction.
It weakens when your hands touch something real.
Here are 7 cheat codes to shift your nervous system from depression into momentum:
1. Use your hands to build something.
"Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.
They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life."
- Hermann Hesse
🎨 Julia Tar
So… WiFi was down… but not now… still maybe going to a place where I believe in we… more than me 🤔… idk 🤷♀️
Someone could write a verse about it …if they weren’t stuck in a mood…
@Rexie44 You know, Rexie… sometimes I just follow the red bouncy ball, and I don’t usually even know where it is going… And occasionally I fall down the stairs! It’s okey-dokey though cause it’s a virtual kind and it really doesn’t hurt like IRL does…