When I'm writing, though my preference would be to feel joyful and happy, in truth, some of the best writing I've done has been when I'm feeling some melancholy. Don't get me wrong, at heart I'm a hedonist, a joy seeking, pleasure gathering creature of comfort. But sooner or later, like working a pinball machine, the body english and finesse brings my life to "tilt", game over, ball drained...melancholy.
The western world seems positively transfixed on the idea that joy is sustainable, and that being happy is superior to melancholy, or sadness. When things start to get dicey, like many others, I find myself looking for distractions, I turn the music up on my iPod, I work out harder, I push myself, clean the house, make a drink, anything to keep from being with my own inhospitable anxiety or sadness.
In our professional lives, there are countless websites, programs, authors, books and seminars on how to have more happy at work. Anything, it seems, that takes us away from whistling while we work, is the enemy of the good. Nowadays, it's not enough to be productive, we also need to practice happiness, to express gratitude for our work, and for others, and to be playful.
These are all conditions that are well and good to have and to express, but they're only made possible by the sponsorship of melancholy, sadness, anxiety and frustration. Throughout history, some of the finest art, music and literature, was created by artists who were themselves bummed out. Aristotle wrote "Melancholy men are among all others, the most witty.", Poet Charles Baudelaire wrote "I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy."
We all want joy at work, happiness in our affairs, but it will come with a cost if we don't find a way to embrace the shadows of sadness and melancholy. In those things we find the balance in our breath, in those darker corners we find words and thoughts that are nocturnal, and only when our lights are dimmed do we stumble up them. How can our work have meaning, if only half of ourselves is welcomed when we work.
After all, what we want at work or in our personal lives isn't just the endless drone of happiness and joy, but also a deeper connection to others, one that is made all the more vital and alive when we finallyl recognize the vulnerabilities we have in common with others. Melancholy is no bad thing, and joy isn't the only prize in living a life that is rich and vital.
