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Deep Black Holes of Depression Distract from Awareness
California State University, Dominguez Hills
University of Wisconsin, Parkside
Created: August 10, 2005
Latest Update: August 10, 2005
Around May 8, 2005, I posted this beginning explanation of a painting of depressesion and frustration:
How do we manage it? This insensitivity to the Other? It seems to come to us naturally, but I cannot believe that. In today's drawing I am visualizing one plausible explanation. We're tired. We're overcommitted. We're all living as the Supermoms of the seventies we thought we got rid of. We didn't. We just turned the guys into supermoms, too, but with different sets of tasks, at least one of which is having a second, as in the First Wives' Club.
A couple of weeks ago someone asked kind of casually, I presume, what Love 1A has to do with women's studies. The supermom social construct is one of the ways in which I'll answer that question in the Fall. The supermom phenomenon suggested that women could "have it all." I they wanted to spend their late twenties and thirties pursuing professional qualifications, they could have their children later. Hah! Some of us couldn't conceive by then. Some of us were no longer healthy after the great push to achieve. And some of us regretted how much time we had lost in having the "life" we still wanted. There is no way comfortably out of the gender role socialization we have all lived through in the West. That doesn't mean it's the only possible gender role socialization. The Bible reflects those same gender roles. But the Bible was written by men of the Christian West.
And then, on July 7, the terrorists attacked London. And I started the post again.
London Terrorist Bombing of July 7, 2005:
I am aware; but I am also confused by the conflicting perspectives and time frames, by how many spheres I must follow, by how tired I am. A part of awareness is caring enough about each other to listen and to share in good faith. (LewisGordon and Habermas on good faith. Maria Pia Lara on listening as illocutionary discourse.) Love points the way. (Buscaglia) Not pity. Not cheap forgiveness. (L. Gregory Jones and Bonhoeffer.) But love and respect for the human in us. And growth of that love. (Jonathan Lear).
Now, look at how I begin sprinkling my messages with scholarly references as I tyr to plan your class scheduling for Fall. I went back to the illustration of how easy it is not to be aware because that is so central to all that we will talk about. I am tired; there is so much to do; so many we need to reach out to, all at once, on Super Mom schedules. Thank goodness for transform_dom. Thank goodness we're past the insanity of testing (at least in our classes).
I've ordered texts for each class. Reading matters. But there will also be many references in my blog, so that you can review old theorists and explore new ones without having to put in long hours you don't have in a library. That's love, too. The love of trying to understand that you are conflicted, with far too much to do, and far too little time in which to do it, and that that often feels like depression, at least to me, whether it meets their clinical definition or not.
Please love in return. Read the blogs. They'll expose you to materials you can go back to some day when you have more time. See, I still believe there will be such a day.
More soon . . .
love and peace, jeanne
love and peace, jeanne
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