The next morning he had an
interview scheduled with Radio New Zealand on the relationship between
depression and the change in seasons, which was a subject he had a great deal
of personal experience with. He was intimately acquainted with the ebbs and
flows of seasonal affective disorder, as 20 years of battling with Chicago winters
had consistently tested his resolve.
He felt a tinge of nervousness doing media
appearances again, as he had thus far flown under the radar during his time in
New Zealand. In what felt like a lifetime ago, he appeared on a number of major
television shows in the US, and as a young man he envisioned himself as another
Dr. Drew or one of the rest of the high profile media psychologists.
Somewhere along the way he discovered that
one to one work was much more gratifying, as his research and work on the relationship
between fame, humor, celebrity, and coping had led him to some unexpectedly dark
places. As Nietzsche said, “Those who battle monsters should beware that they
themselves don’t become monsters.” It had been strangely prophetic regarding
his past brushes with fame.
His research on the subject of seasonal
affective disorder led him to consider the transitional nature of the human
experience. Everything about us as human beings was in transition. All of our
thoughts, feelings, and life experiences were all simply stops along a journey
to something else. Depression could be a particularly stubborn kind of
transition, but much like the tides that rolled in and out with the moon, it was usually something that came and went with the passage of time.
His reading led him to some ideas on Buddhist
thought and meditation that he hadn’t considered for some time. At various
times in his life he had turned to the Buddhists for comfort, and he found that
reading some of his old materials was like getting reacquainted with an old
friend. He read-
‘Most
people assume that meditation is all about stopping thoughts, getting rid of
emotions, somehow controlling the mind. But actually it’s about stepping back,
seeing the thought clearly, witnessing it coming and going.’
“Witnessing it coming and
going.” A good way of looking at intrusive and negative thoughts, and perhaps a
good way of visualizing the nature of time and transition. He thought about Siddhartha,
one of the first books he ever fell in love with, and how he used to
sit at the river by his house and think and read about all of these grand ideas.
He was in a calmer space now as he prepared
to get back into the media arena. It was only radio, but in New Zealand it was a
pretty big deal, and he knew it might attract some attention.
He wanted to be fully present for it. His mind had been wandering a bit lately, and messiness in life often ensued from there.
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