From a Cherokee Feast of Days - Volume II
September 20th
Blues are not measles that run their course. They are leeches that hang on as long as there is a tear, a groan or a down attitude. But nothing is as subtle or determined to get you by the throat, and it is well worth the effort to get rid of them at first sign.
But how? Stop the mind from falling into uselessness that is a quagmire. When there seems to be no point to anything.. discouragement sets in. But it is an emotion that rocks the soul the way the wind shakes a boat. Let the weak say, "I am strong." Speak to yourself in very certain terms that this is the end of blues and the beginning of colorful thoughts and delightful days. Then put your hands to work and give your mind a rest.
Many Blessings,
Raventalker
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