These questions arise within me:
I know it sounds strange: do we secretly choose to be depressed? Have we chosen depression in order to escape something we don´t want to see…?
It strikes me somehow that depression is an unconscious “choice”. Something in me, kind of has identified with this role of being depressed, and that mechanism is going on irrespective of my conscious will and regularly takes control of “me”.
What are we fleeing from…? How real is depression…? Does depression stem somehow from a “wrong” comprehension of a certain moment in our life…? It is quite obvious, depression is fear basically, but how real is Fear?
Is fear in close liaison with illusion? Can it be so that when you drop illusion, depression vanishes as well…?
I was amazed to see that in those moments of great inner freedom I experienced the other day, there was no trace of depression. Illusion had vanished so did depression…
I realized with awe that my deepest inner space is untouched by all these “clouds”, that every single time I get in touch with this inner untainted reality, depression is not even a distant memory. Deep down in my soul depression doesn´t exist.