This week, close to commemorating two years of a pandemic that has changed our lives forever, I am reminded that I am in fact … a service.
The truth will set me free
If I had a broken leg, pink eye, COVID, the flu, a migraine … you name it … I would have said just that and not spend one second trying to concoct a plausible disguise. But somehow, there has been so much shame around me just saying I am am having a bout of anxiety and/or depression and need a mental health break, I cannot meet right now.
Remembering 2006 …
And just like that … a journey towards another myself started. Beautiful and scary at the exact same time.
May we always return …
It always starts as a dip in my energy. Sometimes I am in the middle of something I enjoy, far, far away (I think) from
Surpriseeee!!!! No thank you!
Surprises make me very uncomfortable. Very!
Be a Walking Blessing
I hope we can be blessings for ourselves and for each other this winter. I hope we can remember our humanness and discard expectations that fit the society standard more than our souls. I wish for each and every one of us that they feel loved even if ever so little.
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