I needed some extra-strength medicine this morning, so I reached into my meditative medicine cabinet and pulled out a 2500-year-old Zen technique called Maranasati.
I was 26 when I experienced my first episode of major depression. Back then, I didn’t realize I was depressive. All I knew was that there was an invisible force sucking me into a vortex of despair…
Today, I am happier and healthier than I ever imagined possible, and I’m free from the grips of depression. I healed myself not with drugs, therapy, or surgery, but rather with a gentle form of moving meditation that gets the internal energy flowing.