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When Is Being Blue Better?

Sometimes happy and sad can mix together in a delicious sort of emotional salad. For some reason, we're often more productive at the extremes of happy and sad: the where and why of when the real 'soul' music appears.

Name the last time a period of sadness was a prerequisite to your personal growth and happiness.

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In moments of emotion we are more present. We give ourselves to the experience. We can induce that awareness by exposing ourselves to certain experiences. It's not the specific emotion that matters, but the importance we give to it.

Emotional pain is like physical pain. It forces you to slow down and find ways to heal. The introspection that comes from trying to diagnose your own emotional pain is where "soul" comes from. The scars that result afterwords are markers on your heart to show where you've been. I personally don't understand humans that haven't been through a tragedy or two. To me, it's like they haven't really experienced life yet.

I found out that I possibly had breast cancer the morning before I moved across the country for college. I had to come back a couple weeks later to have the biopsy and fly back a day later. I found out on my 20th birthday that it was benign and I would only have the lump removed if I wanted to. During the two weeks of not knowing, I found myself really appreciating my surroundings. And it wasn't just the breast cancer scare, the entire year before I left for college, I had been torturing myself with self-doubt and criticism. I didn't think I was good enough for anything. I seriously questioned my existence and when I dug a little deeper to find my "purpose", I came up empty. But I lived on and battled through those awful days that seemed to stretch into eternity and made it to my destination. I proved myself wrong. Sure, I left under the worst circumstances, but I had made it. And even if the biopsy turned up positive for cancer, it didn't change the fact that I was exactly where I wanted to be. While a lot of girls complained about my university's lengthy orientation, I tried to remain in the moment of just being there. And now, after 6 months of living here, I try to remember that feeling. The feeling of having more time on this Earth and the feeling of accomplishment. I am still forced to occasionally propel myself out of sadness, rehashing how amazing I felt when they told me I didn't have cancer.

I think we are seasonal. Ritual is important to process life transitions. My conclusion: To best let the nature of things serve you accept that you can re incarnate without dying...then things happen FOR you and not TO you...and also....Just cause a story ends doesn't mean it was a bad story.

When I was going through a very long ordeal in breaking up with my child's father (after we had been together for 7 years), through a major depression (that lasted another 7 years), restraining orders, suicide threats, joblessness, came some of the best writing I have ever done in my life. I look back now after only being plucked out of that mode for a little under a year and I am amazed at the prolific amount of writing I accomplished, trying to work through everything.. to come out on the other side alive and centered.

All of my High school career I felt a sadness overwhelm me for many reasons. I felt ignored and forgotten by my parents and I had no friends because I moved around so much, but I kinda found my place in the world after I graduated early. I met my best friend and my soul mate. He has been the best presents in my life and he has helped me mend my broken heart, so that I see the sunshine again. I love life now, and there's not a day that goes by where I find myself in that dark unhappy place. I learned how to over come all that with a new attitude and my outlook at life is fulfilled, so I'm glad I suffered that period of sadness. I grew a ton from it all.

I think its when you break up out of a relationship!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have never actually experienced this so i cannot answer this question. therefore you question is invalid.

my time to name i know will stay with me forever. i lost love, my life, i gave up, a mental death. how can you help the dead, how can we all live on forever? i questioned everything inside and out. i wanted to help but they wouldnt let me. at this time ive never felt so hollow and with this emptiness i felt a pull from the outside. it beckoned me it wanted to fill me up. i directed it into my downward spiral and it delighted in it. it wanted to embrace in the suffering of others the death of all, no passion, no love. to fill my cup was impossible. i had no cup. i believed i was dead i put all my hopes in one person but i over looked all of you. all of the dead, during the steps to my recovery i thought of them often. i decided i needed to find a solution.
i needed to for them, they were what mattered, the big picture. so big i could never see it all, and perhaps that was the point. i learned to stop focusing on what was inside something so separate and minute and decided i needed to embody to life of the past. the only way they could live on in this world is through us. i opened my wound and let the blood rush in instead of out. i decided i needed to live for the dead. to live on for those that no longer could. i wanted to help. i learned to separate myself from all the good and bad things that have happened to me. i did this by looking at what good and bad meant.it varies over cultures and perspectives, its our way of forcing things into black and white categories. i wanted to just be, in the way a tree is just growing and living. i have yet to fully accomplish the state of forever being, but i want us to all achieve it. i wanted you to achieve it so you could live on for your family and all our common ancestors.
the worst part of this period of time is i needed you, i need all of you to heal. not for advice not for strength, but for unity. i believe in the unity of life. from the smallest particle to the spaced out universe.where are you? why have you become so distant? i need to solve this separation of the flesh through knowledge and community but i cant do it with out you. please come together please become proactive in love and the unity of our life and the souls of our past.
i believe the past creates creates the future, witch is our destiny. the only role we have control over is the present this creates our past. so live on for them today and forever.
now i see a clearing in the heaviness of my thoughts but i still feel a sharp pain in my side for you, please find happiness and love in all things. do not ever disrespect it again or life will smite you with the death i once felt.

"All men who have attained excellence in philosophy, in poetry, in art and in politics, even Socrates and Plato, had a melancholic habits; indeed some suffered even from melancholic disease.”-Aristotle

Being blue makes one less social. Which is good for fully applying yourself to some other pursuit. Staying in and doing homework as opposed to going out and partying.

My mother went missing in 1999. She was missing for 6+ years. This event catapulted my writing, my recovery, my discovery towards joy. And, though I would never choose it again and I would trade my life to know what happened, I can't help but point towards this time frame for transformation and restoration of my soul.

I "killed" my first child. Out of the ashes, a new bird was born.

December 2010, I watched a TV show called "Private Practice" and it was about the administrator being brutally raped. After the show I realized that I was not affected by the rape. It bothered me about her injuries, but the rape? Meh... I felt this huge wave of sadness and said to myself, "Rosie, time to write that book! Rape is bad, for everyone, not just men or children, for women too."

I started writing that very night and we now have, as of December 2011, my autobiography. (For those of you who don't know, I am a 5 time rape survivor and had become very jaded since I had survived all of those, I figured a woman could certainly survive one. Jaded... )

IDK that being "blue" is necessarily "better". but I do think we wouldn't appreciate the sunshine without the rain.

I think grief can be really important. Recognizing how deeply we loved someone or someplace helps us learn about ourself and grow.

It's important to be sad. A wise man once said change only comes through conflict. The last time I felt really bluesy I reflected on suicide (as I often do in that state) and I decided it would be better to make a commitment to life instead of a commitment to death. Sadness and conflict also brings us art. So, in a way, grimness can lead to the creation true beauty. Like a sad movie, they're sad but we watch them because they're powerful and beautiful.

Actually I've found that when I'm happy the growth tends to be in things existing "outside of me" (friends, family, good times) and when I'm sad the growth is being called for inside of me.

We are creatures of dichotomy. We swing like a pendulum from side to side. To remain in a central, neutral spot would be to stop swinging . . . and we cannot have that! We grow as we swing from side to side.

As for the last period of sadness requiring personal growth? It's here today, in droves. Yet it will not be where I remain.

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When Is Being Blue Better?

Name the last time a period of sadness was a prerequisite to your personal growth and happiness.

foxinsox

In moments of emotion we are more present. We give ourselves to the experience. We can induce that awareness by exposing ourselves to certain experiences. It's not the specific emotion that matters, but the importance we give to it.

angelwingfive

chirpofjoy

GabbyMillgate

I think we are seasonal. Ritual is important to process life transitions. My conclusion: To best let the nature of things serve you accept that you can re incarnate without dying...then things happen FOR you and not TO you...and also....Just cause a story ends doesn't mean it was a bad story.

loominary

elleington

KaylenSam

I think its when you break up out of a relationship!!!!!!!!!!!!!

noslenmongkhonvilay

i have never actually experienced this so i cannot answer this question. therefore you question is invalid.

danceswithbears

TheEgoist

swancommarachel

AddictedtoDirt

I "killed" my first child. Out of the ashes, a new bird was born.

RosieFullyRiveted

melb2

IDK that being "blue" is necessarily "better". but I do think we wouldn't appreciate the sunshine without the rain.

healingworks

I think grief can be really important. Recognizing how deeply we loved someone or someplace helps us learn about ourself and grow.

NotNuerotypical

Griz

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When Is Being Blue Better?

Name the last time a period of sadness was a prerequisite to your personal growth and happiness.

In moments of emotion we are more present. We give ourselves to the experience. We can induce that awareness by exposing ourselves to certain experiences. It's not the specific emotion that matters, but the importance we give to it.

I think we are seasonal. Ritual is important to process life transitions. My conclusion: To best let the nature of things serve you accept that you can re incarnate without dying...then things happen FOR you and not TO you...and also....Just cause a story ends doesn't mean it was a bad story.

I think its when you break up out of a relationship!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have never actually experienced this so i cannot answer this question. therefore you question is invalid.

I "killed" my first child. Out of the ashes, a new bird was born.

IDK that being "blue" is necessarily "better". but I do think we wouldn't appreciate the sunshine without the rain.

I think grief can be really important. Recognizing how deeply we loved someone or someplace helps us learn about ourself and grow.

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