Author: Joy Murray

I’ve got rather too much to do today, so I thought I’d post a visual journal entry from the summer.  In going back through my journals, if I’m in my right mind, I’m surprised by the delights I’ve recorded.  I tend to hang on to sorrows and let delight slip through like water through a sieve.  The practice of keeping some sort of daily record, and aiming to record some of life’s blessings, really works as a way to mange depression and life in general.

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression.  If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here.  You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

Your thoughts and shares are appreciated.

Though this is my 21st post from my depression recovery journal, it’s my 30th drawing.  The first few posts had multiple entries.  When I started I hadn’t planned to share it, but now that I have, I feel that it was a good thing to do.  I’ve deeply appreciated the response I’ve gotten.  There’s something comforting about knowing I’m not the only one struggling with this strange disorder that is so hard to define.

After a month of daily focused drawing, I’ve developed the habit and I look forward to continuing with it.  It’s been so helpful to “out” myself, and to try to come up with some way of uplifting myself everyday.

Thanks to everyone for your support.  Today is International Women’s Day, so I drew an homage to my favorite woman:

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression.  If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here.  You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

Your thoughts and shares are appreciated.

The forcast for the next 10 days is rain, so I did a rainy drawing.

Remember that song by Gordon Lightfoot, Rainy Day People?  I met one today.

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression.  If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here.  You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

Your thoughts and shares are appreciated.

I’ve had many animal symbols in my life, the most consistent being the turtle (I’m slow but I get there; I carry my house with me wherever I go (you should see my purse); and if I go in my shell, you can’t make me come out).  I also identify with trees and monkeys.  The past few years though, off and on, I’ve had vivid dreams of foxes. I’m not sure what it means yet.   This is my latest dream:

What’s your animal symbol?

I’m drawing daily to help manage depression.  If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here.  You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.

Your thoughts and shares are appreciated.