Yoga Connection Magazine, Spring, 2011
Written by: Ena Burrud Rodriguez
The rooms of the mind are expansive. When we are healthy, we move freely through these spaces, moods and thoughts like sunlight, shape shifting through the day. But depression is a prison. Moods are darkened corners; thoughts are brutal bondage. I have witnessed an attempted suicide by a beloved family member and watched others dear to me suffer mild and extreme feelings of hopelessness. We have all endured sadness, but the persistence of depression seems inescapable.