I recently came across the poetry of Nayyirah Waheed. I follow her on Instagram and she posts beautiful, bite-sized poetry. Reading her work makes me want to write poetry, too.
At the beginning of the month (September 2016), I felt the stirrings of mania. There were no spending sprees, nor hypersexuality or racing thoughts. Those are my typical symptoms. This time I only noticed two changes: disturbances in my sleep, and heightened creativity and productivity.
When I was manic in 2015, I incorporated a life coaching company and a social justice curricular consulting company. I was so excited to go into business for myself. I mean, why not? I had all these great ideas – until the mania dissipated. After I came down in 2015, I spent months recovering and settling back into my homeostasis. The two businesses were the last things on my mind.
Yet here I find myself, in September 2016, dusting off the life coaching company and developing curricula for workshop presentations. For the first week of September 2016, I feverishly researched, and wrote, and consulted, and designed. At first, I thought it was normal creative frenzy, but when I didn’t sleep one night, I knew I was teetering into familiar territory. Mania is defined by excess. I was doing too much.
Here are five haikus I wrote to process the mania.
Just like Spano? Yup, Jessie.*
*Jessie Spano from Saved By The Bell
Wrote a business plan.
Conducted a survey too:
about self-care coping skills.
Sleep. Breathe. Eat. Shower.
Be in the moment.
Try to calm the energy.
Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply.
This post originally appeared on Manic Monique's Meanderings.