on not problem solving
I have talked of the depressive effects of having a problem solving mentality, and the consequent desirability of getting into positive mode. My experience today illustrates how this works.
I have been a little under the weather for the past two days or so. Forgetting my new philosopht today, I slipped back into problem solving mode: I began to think to myself that my listlessness must have a cause, and that that cause was probably because I had no really interesting project on the go at the moment. So, with a rush of optimism, (it always feels so good to think you have got to the heart of a problem and found the solution!) I began to look around for a project, or for a way of turning some of my current activities into something more ressembling an organised project. WRONG.
The fact is that, like all living things, I have my ups and downs, springs and winters, and the winters, the periods of quiescence, are just as necessary to the continued health and well-being as any other time. So, if I go thinking that a time of natural quiescence is depression, and try and fight it, I am inviting bad health, and the very condition which, in fact, I am not suffering from: depression.
What I should be doing, is reflecting, perhaps thinking about all the things I like about my life, about the things I have on the go, or even reflecting on the past ....in general, just being positive, but in a passive, reflective sort of way. Winter is a natural phenomenon, and it passes quite naturally and gives way to spring.
I'm coming back to edit this post because I realised it did not make the right point. All I am saying above is that something I thought was a problem was not, so there was no need to w0rry about it anyway. So let me take a real problem then: something I am bothered with is 'restless leg syndrome'. For those who do not know, this is just what it sounds like... restlessness that makes it impossible to sit still for long periods of time. So, a night in front of the tele is out, or at least, I have to spend some time walking around until my legs decide to calm down again. I think the doctor would treat it with a sedative if I was to seek help.
However, I do not see it as a problem that requires my attention. If my own immune system cannot take care of it, the Que will.... end of story.
I have been a little under the weather for the past two days or so. Forgetting my new philosopht today, I slipped back into problem solving mode: I began to think to myself that my listlessness must have a cause, and that that cause was probably because I had no really interesting project on the go at the moment. So, with a rush of optimism, (it always feels so good to think you have got to the heart of a problem and found the solution!) I began to look around for a project, or for a way of turning some of my current activities into something more ressembling an organised project. WRONG.
The fact is that, like all living things, I have my ups and downs, springs and winters, and the winters, the periods of quiescence, are just as necessary to the continued health and well-being as any other time. So, if I go thinking that a time of natural quiescence is depression, and try and fight it, I am inviting bad health, and the very condition which, in fact, I am not suffering from: depression.
What I should be doing, is reflecting, perhaps thinking about all the things I like about my life, about the things I have on the go, or even reflecting on the past ....in general, just being positive, but in a passive, reflective sort of way. Winter is a natural phenomenon, and it passes quite naturally and gives way to spring.
I'm coming back to edit this post because I realised it did not make the right point. All I am saying above is that something I thought was a problem was not, so there was no need to w0rry about it anyway. So let me take a real problem then: something I am bothered with is 'restless leg syndrome'. For those who do not know, this is just what it sounds like... restlessness that makes it impossible to sit still for long periods of time. So, a night in front of the tele is out, or at least, I have to spend some time walking around until my legs decide to calm down again. I think the doctor would treat it with a sedative if I was to seek help.
However, I do not see it as a problem that requires my attention. If my own immune system cannot take care of it, the Que will.... end of story.
posted by joan @ 8:24 AM
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