To beat back the Great Bleakness that is clinical depression takes a lot of falling sick. For the depressive, there is often no choice about sinking into despair—darkness so overpowering that it would shock the uninitiated. For us, it can be a daily occurrence. But to fall sick mindfully, to observe our experience of depression—that skulking trickster, part physical malady and part creative storyteller—allows us to learn its language. And in that is power.
According to Rumi, the Sufi mystic and wordsmith, it’s also the beginning of healing.
On the face of it, it’s not easy to accept Rumi’s counsel in the poem “Ghazal 2133,” where he urges, “If you desire healing/Let yourself fall sick.” Sickness is, after all, the enemy. It is what I stiff-armed, resented, hid from others, and tried for years to drink away. Why on earth would I go there willingly?
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