During the last decade or so, I have begun to feel "funky" as the days in NE Illinois get shorter and shorter. It is dark well before 5 PM; and the sun does not rise until nearly 7:30 AM. To compound matters, the daylight hours are frequently gloomy and overcast.
As I get older, my episodes of winter blues have become more poignant, possibly to the point of mild depression. I have also noticed that the funkier I feel, the more prone I become to chronic "colds & flu."
From familydoctor.org
As many as half a million people in the United
States may have winter depression. Another 10%
to 20% may experience mild SAD. SAD is more
common in women than in men. Although some
children and teenagers get SAD, it usually doesn't
start in people younger than 20 years of age.
For adults, the risk of SAD decreases as they get older.
SAD is more common in northern geographic regions.
Symptoms:
* A change in appetite, especially a
craving for sweet or starchyfoods
* Weight gain
* A heavy feeling in the arms or legs
* A drop in energy level
* Fatigue
* A tendency to oversleep
* Difficulty concentrating
* Irritability
* Increased sensitivity to social rejection
* Avoidance of social situations
Winter depression is probably caused by the
body's reaction to a lack of sunlight. Light therapy
is one option for treating winter depression.
Emptiness
"Sometime I wonder What I'm gonnna do There ain't no cure For the winter {sic}{time blues" -- Eddie Cochran
Before I even knew what SAD was, I had developed strategies for dealing with "The Winter Blues." For example, my taste in music gravitated toward the classic blues, artists like BB King, Albert King or Robert Johnson. As Dyan one wrote, {paraphrasing} real blues is about addressing and defeating sadness; not whining about, or wallowing in, the muck of existence .
My own past efforts focused on contemplating Emptiness; or the Three Marks of Existence {ti-lakkhana, in Pali; or tri-laksana, in Sanskrit.}, and finding an ironic or sardonic joy in:
*Dukkha (Skt duhkha): "I can't get no satisfaction." -- (M. Jagger/K. Richards)
*Anicca (Skt anitya): All conditioned things are impermanent.
"They call it stormy monday But tuesdays just as bad. Lord, and wednesdays worse And thursdays all so sad. The eagle flies on friday, Saturday I go out to play. Sunday I go to church, Gonna kneel down and pray. " -- T-bone Walker
*Anatta (Skt anatman): Impersonality or non-Self.
I looked forward to the deep, sub-zero cold snaps. I would chant, then ho for late night walks, silently singing ad libbed sardonic versions of Christmas Carols to myself. The stars on those nights were intensley bright. I recall a few lines of one; it started something like: "O Holy S*it; Those stars are intensely shining ... "
At any rate, those nights really felt divine, in a way.
Or I would recite my favorite Xmas poem
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there were no rootless Christmas trees
hung with candycanes and breakable stars
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there were no gilded Christmas trees
and no tinsel Christmas trees
and no tinfoil Christmas trees
and no pink plastic Christmas trees
and no gold Christmas trees
and no black Christmas trees
and no powderblue Christmas trees
hung with electric candles
and encircled by tin electric trains
and clever cornball relatives
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no intrepid Bible salesmen
covered the territory
in two-tone cadillacs
and where no Sears Roebuck creches
complete with plastic babe in manger
arrived by parcel post
the babe by special delivery
and where no televised Wise Men
praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no fat handshaking stranger
in a red flannel suit
and a fake white beard
went around passing himself off
as some sort of North Pole saint
crossing the desert to Bethlehem
Pennsylvania
in a Volkswagen sled
drawn by rollicking Adirondack reindeer
and German names
and bearing sacks of Humble Gifts
from Saks Fifth Avenue
for everybody's imagined Christ child
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no Bing Crosby carollers
groaned of a tight Christmas
and where no Radio City angels
iceskated wingless
thru a winter wonderland
into a jinglebell heaven
daily at 8:30
with Midnight Mass matinees
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and softly stole away into
some anonymous Mary's womb again
where in the darkest night
of everybody's anonymous soul
He awaits again
an unimaginable
and impossibly
Immaculate Reconception
the very craziest of
Second Comings
There were times when these things helped, at others my despair would only intensify.
"But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me." -- Paul Simon
If Jesus had been killed 20 years ago, Catholic school children would be wearing little Electric Chairs around their necks instead of crosses. -- Lenny Bruce
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Posted by rbeck at January 15, 2007 06:46 PMReally loved your site. Well done.
Andrew -- good point. The winter holy days may have
been 'inner light therapy' for the winter blues.
During the month of December I had to fill in for a co-worker at the hotel I work at here in Hawaii. Unfortunately for me, the shift I covered was the graveyard shift. Add to that my co-worker ended up taking three weeks off to recover...
Suffice it to say I suffered from SAD just due to turning my day upside down working graveyard for three weeks straight and getting only a couple hours of light at day.
But this reminds me that the winter holidays close to the solstice all celebrate the coming of the light. Simple enough. Celebrations help to pick up one spirit when they are SAD by interacting with friends/family and remind everyone that there is hope. The light will come...
Posted by: Andrew at January 20, 2007 06:38 AMCharles, sometimes I experience the same thing where a lot of chanting doesn't seem to snap me completely out of either a depression or fear, although it does make it somewhat better. Chanting does, however, help me see things in a better perspective, and helps me push through situations instead of becoming totally paralyzed with fear. Hang in there, you are on the right track.
Robin, I'm sorry to hear about the stress you've experienced in your family. I know the feeling, since I have experienced a lot of stressful events and dynamics in the family that I grew up in, myself. I'm also sorry to hear about a horrible event that happened near where you live. Just hang in there, you're doing great.
Posted by: Neal at January 16, 2007 11:51 PMI didn't even notice the typo Neal. Thanks for the insightful commemts.
Gassho,
robin
Posted by: robek at January 16, 2007 11:35 PMCorrection: What I posted on the Sangha should have read, "I find, myself, that as I get older, when the days get SHORTER and colder..." (I was still waking up this morning when I wrote that(lol)).
Posted by: Neal at January 16, 2007 11:16 PMHi Robin,
I agree, it seems like things are getting crazier in this world all the time. It's going to take every one of us to generate all the good vibes we can, in order to counteract the decline of values that this planet is seeing. It's even easy to get caught up in the downward spiral, sometimes. As long as we do our sincere best, that's what counts.
I liked the poem "Christ Climbed Down." I really think that if Jesus were alive today (and who knows, maybe he is) he would hang out in a sangha just like ours.
At your request, I am posting what I posted earlier today at the Sangha (here goes, for better or for worse(lol)):
I find, myself, that as I get older, when the days get longer and
colder, I have more trouble getting a good night's sleep. That also
leads to depression. It's funny, but when I was younger, I used to
love winter with all of it's cold, snowy weather. I still go skiing
about 10 times a winter and I still love to do that a lot. I have,
however, put the connection together that "Old Man Winter" can keep
us prisoner in our own homes as well. That, I think, can be a very
significant factor in the winter blues (cabin fever, so to speak).
This last Saturday Night, I had insomnia and decided to stay up all
night and spend much of the night chanting. In a way, I feel some
change, in that I feel more connected with the Lotus Sutra. That
certainly helps me a lot at a time like this. If anyone has ever
looked at the "ecliptic" on a globe ( the position of the sun at any
given time of the year ) you will find that we are now at a time
where the progression of the sun moving back up North is beginning to
accelerate. Yes, the days will start getting longer quickly from now
on (for those who live in the Northern Hemisphere).
Hang in there, all!
Neal
One more thing Chuck, I was raised like you. My Dad died of exhaustion at age 69. I tend to think like you expressed yourself below.
Maybe mettawaves and inner light therapy is making
me touchy-feely? Maybe that is not a bad thing. I think I needed to mellow out.
There was a murder across the river at BK. The world is very sick and needs healing. It seems to me depression is a normal response. Or maybe a bitter, hardened heart? I get angry and my BP goes to 300/200. Maybe love {maitri} IS the answer?
Posted by: robek at January 16, 2007 04:33 PMHow common is SAD?
Between 4 and 6 percent of the U.S. population suffers from SAD, while 10 to 20 percent may suffer from a more mild form of winter blues. Three-quarters of the sufferers are women, most of whom are in their 20s, 30s, and 40s. Though SAD is most common during these ages, it can also occur in children and adolescents. Older adults are less likely to experience SAD.
This illness is more commonly seen in people who live at high latitudes (geographic locations farther north or south of the equator), where seasonal changes are more extreme. It is estimated that 1 percent of Florida residents, 4 percent of Washington, D.C. residents, and nearly 10 percent of Alaska residents suffer from SAD.
What causes SAD?
The exact cause of this condition is not known, but the influence of latitude on SAD strongly suggests that it is caused by changes in the availability of sunlight. One theory is that with decreased exposure to sunlight, the biological clock that regulates mood, sleep, and hormones is delayed, running more slowly in winter. Exposure to light may reset the biological clock.
Another theory is that brain chemicals that transmit information between nerves, called neurotransmitters (for example, serotonin), may be altered in individuals with SAD. It is believed that exposure to light can correct these imbalances.
Posted by: robek at January 16, 2007 04:10 PMAfter I typed, I realized that wholesome work can trigger that inner light.
Depression has never been a major issue for me personally. In retrospect I can see that I have had mild winter depression in the past. One of my heart meds can cause sympomatic depression so we cut the dose this year.
One reason you do not know anyone is people will not talk about it. Part of the reason is the dismissive, belittling attitude that is encountered. That and all the free medical advice. Telling people to just work hard is a good way to end any honest discussion. It implies
they are just lazy.
My sister works at Carle. They see a LOT of SAD. People will come in weeping. You might be surprized who is taking meds.
Meds are not really an option for me. I have severe neurolgical reactions to many. We have tried a lot of things to treat my tremors and vertigo. Some of those are also used to treat
depression.
One of the antiverts [meclizene] put me in a wheel chair for three months.
Posted by: robek at January 16, 2007 03:58 PM
I've heard that winter blues is an organic illness, but just like multiple chemical sensitivity, I have yet to see any good science on it. I've never had it and very few people I know have ever had it - we've all heard about it or read about, but it never seems to hot us like the flu or hayfever. Hope you feel better. I'm sorry if I promoted hard work when that just makes someone feel worse. I guess my Dad taught us kids that hard work was pretty much the answer for everything, so it's hard for me after all that conditioning to let any illness, organic or not, keep me depressed. If I get too depressed and chanting won't even get me out of it, I'll chemically alter myself and that does the trick. But no matter how depressed I get, it only lasts a couple of days.
Turn up those lights, Robin, and feel good aagain.
Charles
Posted by: Charles at January 16, 2007 03:26 PMHi,
Winter Blues is an organic illness, caused by lack of sunlight. Depression can be crippling. Telling
a person with organic depression to work hard will only make them sicker.
I used to treat mine with annual winter trips to SoCal or FL. Three days and 2 nights worked wonders. Since 1992, I can not handle the travel or expense.
"Inner Light Therapy" as a variation of mettawaves
meditation seems to be working. My Daimoku is connecting again. I had been in a funk since late November and nothing was working. It kept getting worse. I came across an article on SAD only a few days ago. The light came on.
Posted by: robek at January 16, 2007 03:01 PM
As a winter baby, this time of the season is my power surge. Fall has always been my season of meloncholy go figure. I've always found hard-interesting work is the best medicine for the blues.
Charles
Posted by: Charles at January 16, 2007 01:03 PM