As you may know, my husband and I have been going through a bit of a rough patch. For the last nine months, we’ve been living with generous relatives and trying to scrounge-up the means to get that “life” which countless teachers and parental figures have suggested we acquire. After finishing our degrees last June, we felt that this goal would be better served by moving from College Place to the Seattle area where there were more jobs available and family to lean-on if things went wrong. While we were making plans and spending our remaining pennies on a moving van, the economy took a nose-dive.
We were hopeful, at first. It felt great to be done with school (at least, for the moment) and there was a sense that we were finally going to get on with the next chapter in our lives. Things were going to be tough, but we felt certain that we’d weather the storm.
My husband had just finished a degree in psychology and business—a combination which we thought would be extremely attractive to prospective employers. We expected him to find a suitable bottom-rung, white-collar job within three months or so. It would be more difficult for me, since my degree is in fine art and philosophy—both subjects that I adore, but which don’t do much for your resume.
Three months went by. No jobs.
By this time, our bank account was dangerously short on funds. We were borrowing gas money from my mom and dad so that we could get around to drop-off resumes. If my grandparents had not generously provided a bedroom in their attic for us to sleep in, we would have been out on the street.
Resigned to the fact that I was the less likely of the two of us to be highered at a bank or a large corporation, I went to the local shopping mall and filled out applications for any store that would give one to me. Two weeks later, I landed a job at the lingerie shop where I currently work. Not optimal, but it pays some money. I comforted myself with the idea that once my husband became stably employed, I would look for something better.
The only trouble was my husband couldn’t seem to find a job to save his life. He sent in resumes, he visited businesses and talked to anyone who would listen. It seemed that while his education did, indeed, make him an attractive candidate, companies were holding-out for highly experience applicants who had been laid-off from similar jobs in the lagging economy. As my husband does not have five to ten years of experience in any one job field, no one was bothering to interview him.
Flash forward six months:
I continue to work in the lingerie shop, dealing with angry customers and irritating shoplifters. My erratic schedule has me getting up at 4:30am some days and getting home at 2:00am some nights. To add insult to injury, I bring home the paltry sum of $700 a month and my renewed quest to find a better job is, thus far, turning up nothing. In short, my life has become very, very average. Not, in itself, a bad thing, but not pleasant either and far from the sort of life my husband and I imagined ourselves working towards.
My husband finally found a job two weeks ago, to our great relief. Every month that passed without him finding employment felt like another nail in the coffin of our dreams. I still have nightmares that we will be stuck in our tiny room in my grandparents’ attic forever.
Furthermore, our return to living with relatives has necessitated a curbing of my religious activities. After two years of comparative freedom, I have to hide my books and put away my tools again. I barely manage to keep in touch with fellow Pagans online anymore, and because our personal space is so limited, I am, once again, performing highly minimalized versions of my usual rituals.
In light of all these events, it is not surprising that the last nine months have marked one of the lowest spiritual periods of my life.
When things in our lives go poorly, it can become difficult just to summon up enough strength to get through the day. If the act of daily living demands all of our mental, physical, and emotional energies, there is little left over for the pursuit of a spiritual life.
Under such circumstances, we can slip into a kind of spiritual depression. Instead of lifting us up, normal spiritual activities such as participating in ritual or even simple meditation can become absolutely exhausting. We may find ourselves avoiding or even quitting spiritual activities altogether.
There are some ways to overcome this spiritual depression. The easiest and, I would say, most effective method is to surround yourself with a spiritually supportive group of people. It is easier to climb out of a depressed state if there are others who can give you a hand up.
Whether this group consists of coven members, friends and family, or like-minded individuals that you have met via the internet, developing a spiritual support network can do you a world of good, especially if you are closeted. Chances are that most of those you will meet have gone through something similar and have valuable insights which might help to get you back on track faster than if you worked things out by yourself. Sometimes, just having someone there who understands what you’re going through can make all the difference.
Another tactic which I frequently use is to search-out some fresh, spiritual inspiration. I don’t mean, “Go to the bookstore and buy another guide to Wicca/Neo Paganism.” Instead, try reading a little poetry or philosophy (I am partial to the beautiful metaphors of Sufi mystics and the eloquent ramblings of the philosopher Plotinus). Return to the myths of a culture or deity that captures your imagination and try to come away with something that you hadn’t considered before.
When looking for material, try to step outside the boundaries of what you know and expect. I’m a firm believer that every religion and philosophy has something important to teach us. There’s nothing like a new perspective to haul you out of an old rut.
If engaging in religious activities is simply too taxing, set aside some time to be creative instead. The mindset that we enter when sculpt, play music, write, or crochet is very much related to the one that we enter during ritual or meditation, so doing those sort of activities can allow us to take a step in the right direction.
It is also true that getting back in touch with our spirituality requires that we first get in touch with ourselves. Doing something creative requires that we express ourselves on a deep, personal level, even if we are not 100% conscious of this effort. Through art, music, and other creative endeavors, we can explore and release thoughts and emotions that we may not have been allowing ourselves to deal with. Once we permit ourselves to confront these issues--even in a playful way--we can start to move beyond them, freeing up our mental and emotional energies for more spiritual pursuits.
If you find this method works well for you, you can easily turn creative projects into spiritual exercises. Learn how to paint or draw your own mandalas. If you haven’t already, make your own magickal tools. Sculpt your patron god/ess. The list of possible projects is endless.
On the other hand, depending on the source of your depression, a return to the basics may be exactly what you need. If life has gotten more than a little crazy and you feel like you’re careening out of control, basic ritual and practice can act as an anchor and give you a point of stability to operate from. Try to rediscover the reason that you first chose your current spiritual path. Reread some basic liturgy (“The Charge of the Goddess” always does it for me) or one of your favorite books on the subject.
As a part of your effort to “get back to basics” spend some time out in nature, even if all you can manage is a visit to a local park. This should probably be done regardless of the problems you face or the state of your spirituality. If you are Neo Pagan, your faith is most likely Earth-based. Contact with nature, then, becomes imperative.
You may be expecting too much of yourself when it comes to your ritual practices so, keep it simple. Return to the most basic forms of your rituals for a while and try to focus on their essential purpose: connecting you with the Divine. The Lord and Lady don’t need anything fancy from you, so turn down the pressure and give yourself a little break. Like anyone with whom you establish a loving relationship, what they want most is a little bit of your time.
Despite all the ideas I’ve just given you, I can confidently say that the road to recovery is far from easy. Since spiritual lows often stem from problems in our mundane lives, using spiritual exercises and techniques alone is not likely to cure your condition, although it may help.
Take some time to assess your feelings and make sure that what you’re dealing with here is more spiritual than clinical depression. If you find yourself becoming increasingly lethargic and apathetic towards life or having fleeting suicidal thoughts, do not sit at home and do spiritual exercises. Seek professional counseling. I cannot stress that enough.
Additionally, make sure that before you attempt ritual or spiritual practices of any kind you are truly ready to go through with them. If you are too tired or just not in the mood, don’t force yourself. That can make things worse. Instead, try going outside and listening to the birds for a minute, take a walk in the crisp spring air, or tackle a creative project. Pace yourself.
Most importantly, I think, try to cut yourself some slack. These are tough times. Everyone is hurting (myself included). If you feel that you need to scale-back your regular spiritual routine for the sake of your emotional wellbeing, I see no immediate reason why your chosen deities shouldn’t understand. On the other hand, you could find that a little injection of spirituality is exactly what you need to pull through. Only you know yourself well enough to make a decision that is likely to work for you.
But enough from me. Does anyone else have any thoughts on this subject? Maybe you have a way that helps you to deal with spiritual depression that you could recommend to the rest of us. Leave a comment with your input.
Bright Blessings
~LitheWolf
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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I think you covered it exceptionally well. When I feel overwhelmed and really need a spiritual lift, that seems to be exactly the time I am inclined to just skip it.
I light a candle, take a few deep breaths and say a short, from the heart prayer to the Goddess.
I immediately feel better. Sometimes that's all it takes.
We miss you on the air. I hope things are turning around for you now.
I truely believe that everything happens for a reason. We may not know what that reason is at the time but when we look back we will see why. I am happy that you have such a loving family that is willing to help you out. I am also glad things are looking up for the both of you. Both my husband and I are working in areas that we didn't go to school for. We are still constantly searching for something better. It is a process to say the least. I think at times we get so wrapped up in life, emotions, and energies that we forget the simple things in life that give us pleasure and peace. Every night I look into the sky take a deep breath and just thank the stars for another day. Every morning I light a candle and meditate on creating a positive start to my day. Those two simple tasks really keep me grounded and at peace. Thank you for such a well stated post. I think it will really speak to those who read it.
It is startling how relevant and timely your post is in relation to my circumstances.
I recently gave up my degree in midwifery because I have clinical depression and couldn't cope. At the same time I met my boyfriend who is from Australia and after 3 months he had to go back, leaving me in the UK.
Now I want to get a 'regular' job and save up to go out and be with him. Not permanently, maybe for a year and we'll see how it goes.
However what with the recession, I haven't got a job yet and my saving up plans look unreachable. I'll have to move back in with my grandparents coz I can't afford the rent. It worries me coz I don't know how long my boyfriend can hold out doing the long distance thing.
Anyway, I've found my spirituality has really evolved over this time. For a while I thought I'd lost my faith entirely, but like you said, I found out new concepts, and my faith isn't the same any more, but it is back. I have gone from trying (unsuccessfully) to be a Wiccan, to be something more like a Naturalistic Pantheist (although my beliefs don't exactly match this definition either). I've discovered I'm not a ritual person, and more into meditation and prayer. But that's ok.
So if you're having spiritual depression, you will come out the other side, and you will be all the better for it. It might be a case of skipping something (eg. a ritual) every now and then, or finding out that you never needed it in the first place. Let's all hope we can survive the recession too!
Thank you for Plan B! Of course we all can't wait for Plan A to get rolling when you get your wheels back under you, but we adults understand EXACTLY what you are going through. It may not seem like it for you, but it really is a right of passage. You will grow from here, I promise. It takes a looooong time sometimes. Heck, I'm in my 40's and still am not where I want to be!! but I wouldn't change the journey for the world. These will someday be fond memories of starting out on your own. :) Trying to look around and focus on the blessings in life is one of the best ways to pick yourself up and see this fantastic journey for what it is.
When I get in a slump, either time-wise or emotionally, I find that putting on the iPod and listening to either spiritual music, chanting mantras or a pagan podcast is a good way to connect without having to 'go through the motions' which is sometimes tough. You can listen while driving, folding clothes, raking leaves, grocery shopping, whatever. A good podcast or uplifting music usually does the trick. iPods are also a wonderful thing for the broom closeted witch, as no one can hear what you are listening to. If need be, you can even go in to iTunes and rename your podcasts/songs from "elements of pagan ritual podcast" to something like "how to grow garlic." or something just as ambiguous. Then if someone takes a peek at your playlist for curiosity sake, everything is safely still in the broom closet!
Good luck with your endeavors. Remember to breath and notice the joy around you everyday, even if its just a melodious songbird while you're washing windows or a pretty color in the carpeting... whatever you can find!
Keep your chin up! There are many folks out here rooting for you and yours.
LitheWolf! Ah! It's Coty! I hope you remember me, it's been an extremely long time for the both of us! :)
One way that I battle spiritual depression (in the many forms it sneaks up on you in!) is to blend the mundane with the magical. Some may argue that it demeans ritual or otherwise lessens its value. I do not find it to be true. Every breath I take, every time I feel a bird chirp or my heart beat- it is a ritual to me.
As a pantheistic soft polytheist, I look for deity in everything around me. The way the sun makes the winter-scarred trees look in the early morning. My cat joyfully prancing at an invisible bug (or maybe a real one, I never pay much attention lol). It's all magical, to me, it's all an aspect of ritual. I sometimes wear a string around my wrist, it's purpose being to remind me of these sentiments. It is hard when life is throwing bricks at you, but every time that I notice the string, I'm reminded of the magical ritual that is my life.
I'm so glad that your hubby found a job- I hope it leads both of you to where you want to be :) I greatly miss your podcast, and am greatly excited that you've turned to blogging as an alternative. It works for me, but I can't wait until you can podcast again!
-Coty
Thank you so much for your contributions and you words of encouragement. It's great to see you all again!
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