While talking with my counselor today (yes, she meets with clients in her home office on weekends, and that’s the only way I can fit it in, so it works perfectly for me), we discussed PTSD, anxiety, and bipolar disorder.
I may have all three of those, and so I will be talking to a psychiatrist to find out for sure. (UPDATE: The psychiatrist says I don’t have bipolar disorder – I was just going through some heavy stuff at that time – but PTSD and anxiety for sure.)
I was impressed to hear from my counselor that Handel wrote “Messiah” during a 24-day manic phase.
Impressed, but not at all surprised.
Knowing what I myself can do in a … in a … OK, I’ll say it … “MANIC PHASE” … if that is what I have … I can totally imagine such an exquisite compilation of music being created in that space of time.
I once wrote an elaborate song for a friend, based on one sentence he wrote. He was speechless that I did it in the space of an afternoon.
Actually, it wasn’t even “an afternoon” – I banged it out in less than an hour.
Anyway, I hope someone else enjoys Handel’s Messiah as they stumble across it in my blog. I am listening to it in my headset right now, while working on some weekly home school reports I need to submit to the school where a couple of my sons are enrolled. The music blocks out the sound of the TV, which my husband is watching in the next room. I hate TV. I chalk that up to my high sensitivity.
I don’t think I’ve ever asked a question before in my blogging, having thus far blogged more for my own sanity than for communication — although, I do love it when people leave comments — but I will throw a few questions out now for whatever they are worth, and I hope you will answer at least one (but the more, the merrier):
1. Did you read this whole thing?
2. What brought you here?
3. Do you like Handel’s Messiah?
4. Has anything I have written today resonated with you in any way?
Thank you for reading my ramblings.