Numbness is not equanimity. Carelessness is not equanimity. Evasion is not equanimity. Equanimity is equanimity.
Mindful self-awareness can be quite painful at times, but we have to be honest with ourselves, as you are doing, if we are going to develop the level of self-awareness necessary to walk the talk, drop our addictions, and consistently meditate deeply.
You may also be suffering from seasonal disorder from lack of sunlight. Perhaps installing a grow light in a comfortable space in your living space will help?
Yes, it is painful. It's such a subtle pain. Like the physical discomfort that causes us to change posture in our sleep. But it's not a physical sensation. It's mental, and subtle.
It's like I'm out of gas. I know what needs to be done. I know it is good to do it. But instead I unconsciously choose stasis. When I finally check back in, like I did an hour ago, I get rushed with so much. Missing my daughter. Missing my companion. Wondering if something is wrong. Trying to persuade my self to just drop all the drugs, and risk seizure or whatever. I miss the ecstasy from two years ago. One moment, of probably only a few minutes.
It's true that every year, it seems, I dive deep into stasis during the cold months. Like an involuntary hibernation. Even when the sun is shining and go outside for a walk, I feel shelled off. Like I'm in a cave, alone, in purgatory. I take the Vitamin D. I get out when the sun is out. Maybe it's the cold. Or the short days.
I've thought about seasonal affective disorder for many years. After trying so many things, I've come to wonder if it's simply just natural. Everything in nature is dying or going to sleep. A human is part of nature, are they not? Why is it so unusual for a human to also go through it? It's like I get starved of human contact. If I get some, then I begin to feel better. Slowly. But somehow my life has consistently resulted in being alone during the cold months.
Both me, and my sister whom I am very similar to, have considered moving south for a long time. Somewhere that it doesn't really get cold. Where there isn't really a defined winter or fall. But I'm still north.
I used to have one of those "mood" lights. I don't remember using it much, or getting much use of it. The only times I've felt myself lately have been when I've had the pleasure of being in a warm house, with other people, or the sun shining into the warm room. I don't live in a house.
Sorry to see that you are uninspired these days, Jhanon. I get my inspiration from reading the suttas everyday.
If was in a high noise environment, I would seriously consider building a do-it-yourself soundproof box where I could meditate and do my studies.
It's not so much the noise as it is the energies around me. I'm very sensitive to them. I tend to be heavily influenced or bothered by the energies at my present home. That's why I spent most of spring and summer in the parks.
I used to get inspired by quality spiritual writings. I read some last night. Before I even finished a paragraph, I found myself writing something that made me feel pleasant. Then the next day came, and I was immediately back to the old cycle.
I wish I could just pick up my girls and move somewhere warm. With redwoods. Just us, or anyone else needing the same.