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Aaron J. Smith's avatar

You know what helps improve (and stabilize) my mood the most? My psych meds. Sometimes my body doesn't respond well or fully to the dopamine hacks. My serotonin receptors need a boost. So, as faithfully as a monk at the daily office, I take those fucking pills morning and night. It's only with a doctor approved, pharmaceutical mood boost am I able to consistently (well, mostly) find joy in music, nature, breathing, etc...

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As I was reading this article, the whole thing resonated with a single theme for me today: Sabbath.

I am currently down the shore ("at the beach" for non-Philly/Jersey folks) on my annual self-created retreat. For most people I see in my daily life, with a few life-giving exceptions like Lectio and prayer groups that meet online, I fall off the face of the earth for a week. I don't answer phone calls, emails, DMs, or texts unless absolutely necessary.

This retreat is a week where I do nothing except take long distraction-free strolls on the beach, sit for hours on end watching birds, sunsets, changing tides, and an occasional pod of dolphins swimming by from my bay-front porch, lean hard into guided meditations on the Headspace app, journal, pray, write or exercise if it feels right, pray some more, read frivolous books, cry about shit that I haven't had tears for until a random much-needed moment of release finds me in this safe space, cook some super involved bomb-ass meals that I don't have time for in my daily life, and try new recipes I'm too afraid to fail at in my regular world - because when I'm happier I'm also braver.

I'm on day 3 of 7, and I can already feel my dopamine line-graph shooting exponentially upwards.

Sabbath is SO important and we're SO shitty at it in this Western world. Thank you, Nadia (and Nadia's sister), for this amazing reminder.

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