Episode 19: Dark Canopy

The Poet (delayed)

Feb 27 2023 • 1 hr 40 mins

It’s safe to assume that we all suffer from bouts of depression at times. As Neil Diamond sang: Song sung blue Everybody knows one Song sung blue Every garden grows one. Me and you are subject to The blues now and then "Song Sung Blue," Neil Diamond And, while more often than not, most of us have been able to take Neil’s advice to “take the blues and make a song [and] sing them out again,” whether metaphorically or literally, some of us have suffered or are suffering through depression so deep and encompassing that song is unable to penetrate and the desire to even sing a song is, at best, like a drop of water on a hot skillet, and, at worst, a stomach turning, repulsive thought, and that is a scary and dangerous place to be. In those times, it’s especially vital that we are able to notice the signs in ourselves and others and then reach out for help or reach out to help, respectively. Because, in those times, we can lose the ability to lift ourselves up. We lose the ability to put a smile on our face. We lose the ability to have an attitude of gratitude. And so, we need to be lifted up, and we need to lift up. In the words of Townes Van Zandt: If I needed you Would you come to me? Would you come to me? And ease my pain? If you needed me I would come to you I would swim the seas For to ease you pain If I Needed You, Townes Van Zandt In this episode, Jackie Pack and I discuss depression, situational and clinical (major depressive disorder) including what differentiates them. We discuss ways that we can help ourselves and each other as we pass through those days, weeks, months or years when we feel hopelessness covering us. "He Ain't Heavy He's My Brother" by Neil Diamond (https://youtu.be/usZtSl8mX08) "If I Needed You" by Townes Van Zandt (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jZMGZ0fG3E) Dark Canopy Hopelessness covers me: Like a forest canopy On a moonless night It covers me. I see no way or path To deliver myself. And the darkness: It fills my eyes. And they are unable to see The torchlight Of rescuers who may approach. All is black and dead. Every gleam is only a phantom. And the only variations in light Are darker shadows Waiting to finish me off For good. I'd love to hear what you have to say about the episode including thoughts on the poetry and the topics that were discussed. You can email me at poetdelayed@gmail.com. My first book of poetry, My Mother Sleeps, is availabe for purchase at The King's English Bookshop (https://www.kingsenglish.com/search/author/%22Edgar%2C%20Scott%20R.%22) and Amazon.com (http://www.amazon.com/Scott-R.-Edgar/e/B0B2ZR7W41%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share) Holding my book at The King's English Bookshop https://files.fireside.fm/file/fireside-uploads/images/b/b1c4f464-ff8b-4fd1-8632-8c458a232c1a/olfoSxre.jpeg Special Guest: Jackie Pack, LCSW, CSAT-S, CMAT.