What do you cling to?
So, this bipolar 2 thing really gets irritating sometimes. Through several various life circumstances everything I had been doing as a stable, recovering, person got rocked sideways. So I find myself now in the middle of an almost overwhelming flood of thoughts and emotions and pain that I can’t seem to get a grip on.
I’m still here, still upright and still functioning…but this stupid disease makes it so difficult sometimes. But as I have been treading through this last week, I’ve been thinking about things that help remind me of who I am. This thought was sparked by this video posted by Dave Gibbons.
This is Nathaniel Ayers. He is a cellist who studied at Julliard until schizophrenia took his mind. Mr. Ayers was in psychiatric care until it was determined that he would not recover and was dumped on skid row and left homeless. (The movie “The Soloist” is the story of Mr Ayers’ .) He still suffers from schizophrenia, but can still play his cello beautifully. Mr. Ayers’ music reminds him of who he is.
Someone else I thought of is Calen Pick. He suffers from schizo-affective disorder, which is like having both bipolar and schizophrenia.
But as you can see, he is obviously a very talented artist. I would bet that painting helps Calen remember who he is.
So I have been thinking about what I cling to – about what it is that reminds me of who I am. I came up with a couple of things. The first one is playing with my kids. Not trying to get dishes done or start another load of laundry while we’re playing some kind of game. The get-down-in-your-face playing that makes you forget what the real world is. The kind of playing that has you wholly involved. I could spend a good long time playing with my kids. They are so smart and so creative.

The second thing I came up with is designing. I’ve been so worn out this week, but I’ve been trying to do something to keep me thinking. I was sooo excited to receive an email inviting me to test run the Standard Theme in beta version. Testing this theme out and designing a new face has kept me functional this week. Coming up with an idea, a plan, an image or something and getting it out of your head and onto something is what reminds me of who I am. It doesn’t have to be a web page, I’ve been working on graphics for a sermon series too (but I can’t post those yet.) And since I became a freelance designer, I have plenty to keep me busy.
But for weeks like this where I can’t focus well, I can’t communicate well, and I only want to sleep, creating something like this helps me remember who I am and who God created me to be.
Now, before I go, I want to address one small thing. Some of you might say, “Well you should be clinging to God when things are tough” or “Pray for God to remove your pain“. Those things are fine, but what I’m talking about is at a more primal level. My whole system is functioning down a notch in survival mode.
So, when I can’t effectively wrap my mind around seeking out God’s healing or if I can’t get my thoughts organized enough to pray, what can I do to remind me of who I am? That is where these things I’ve mentioned fit in. When I can’t get my thoughts out of my head with the words in the right order, or if I can barely remember to eat lunch, how do I stay connected? with God? with life? with my family?
I stay connected by clinging to what God created me for: being a mommy to my kids and expressing my creativity. So, I guess what I’m trying to say is that even when I can’t do much else, one thing I can do is worship God. When I struggle with even the most basic of learned behaviors, I simply have to revert to instinct.
Worship. Simple, raw, desperate worship of the Creator of the Universe.
There are worse places to be.
What do you cling to?








