This weeks prescription. Be a dog.
This week's prescription from William Seighart's poetry Pharmacy is poem by Mark Doty called Golden Retrievals.
This poem strikes a chord, addressing the failure to live inbthe moment and not over think. I overthink everything and that extreme over thinking only causes pain.
There's an art to healthy thinking, especially if you have an illness like BPD and depression. I could go right on one and right on into it right now, but that would be over thinking it. So I won't.
Instead, I'll just share with you a poem by Mark Doty and William Sieghart's take on it and suggestions.
Here, straight out of the book, not even plagiarised, plain old stolen:
So there it is. Superb.
Relatable. I need to be less second arrow and more muck, pond, ditch, residue.
Be the Golden retriever, be the dog.
More about Mark Doty:
More about William Seighart and the book I stole (sourced) this from:
This book. It's really helped me through some shitty bad ass days.
I even did some art for this blog entry.
I don't draw dogs or at least I've never really tried all that hard too, but this worked. Drawn in pencil and ink copying from a photograph and then scanned in and I carried on with it on a really retro digital drawing pad that plugs in to the PC. Did the job though. I got lost in it, like a dog gets lost in rolling around in the mud.
Doing alright then.