Psychotherapy

Die Courant: Article requested on Seasonal Affective Disorder for Swartland Publication

Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD)

 

SAD is one of the many forms of depression that can create an unspoken underbelly of darkness to peoples lives. South Africans are less prone to the disorder than many from European countries, especially those from areas at latitudes that go through long dark winters or prolonged grey misty rain. This however, is no assurance that we are unaffected. Here in the Cape we have a Winter rainfall pattern that can go along with people being blown away from the wet outside world and indoors to darker spaces and critically, this leads to a lack of vitamin D.

 

Being in direct sunlight is our best source of obtaining Vit D, and this is one of the building blocks towards mental health. Walking as close as possible to the edge of the ocean during a sunny break from the winter rain is a good way of restoring vital inner resources. In this time when skin cancer has given the sun very bad press, it is crucial to remember that some sensible exposure to the light and beauty of our outdoors can be healing and not just harming.

 

The Cape is often described as four seasons in one day, and even business people are known to take a break and go surfing at some point during the winter months when the waves are at their best. They may not be aware of it but this is a good anti-depressant and great for their productivity.

 

Getting outdoors is not just healthy for the young and strong. I have seen how the Groeneweide old age home in Darling would roll people in wheelchairs out into the sunlight during the winter months just to get that healing touch of warmth that no blanket provides in quite the same way. This displays a level of insight that the staff have into caring for the inner psychological well being of their community and not just their physical existence.

eMdloti: walking into the Indian Ocean - feet being kissed by warm waves

Moving

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This weekend marks the transition of my moving from one psychotherapy office space to another. For the past five years I have steadily grown a wholesome healing space in a house we referred to as Saxon, the street name. From Tuesday I am booked to do sessions in a space that does not have a nickname yet, but which is appropriately located in Human Crescent. It is no longer a house, it is just an office attached to someone else’s home and I am having to do all kinds of internal adjustments to help myself think through what creates the healing space.  My years of dealing with a difficult profession has taught me to go back to basics when in doubt. I would love to offer on tap the magical ingredient where people can let go enough of their defences to talk through what is inside their psyches and leave feeling lighter, but often it is a combination of things that create that. The space must feel right, I must be clear-headed enough to listen well, they must feel safe enough to let go their hyper vigilant observance of the external world do develop eyes for the internal realm. I have actively worked in private practice as a psychotherapist for 22 years now, and this is going to be office number 5. I hope I learn from this experience. I will take this elephant as my totem, keeping a thick skin against the scratches, trampling down the tangled undergrowth, feeding because it is needed, teaching the young the pathways of doing things pragmatically, and never forgetting those who helped me on the journey. I thank you and know most of all that your well wishes for my continued professional capacity makes the difference to my ability to do the work. I am grateful to each of you who have moved through these steps with me and offered practical and moral support.