8 Folded Limbs

Some blue days can turn into blue months and blue years. That can be all right.  As long as you can see that colors can change. People change. People grow and bend and sometimes they break. You can only heal yourself, though. You can love someone deeply and truly and madly and they will never change. I think the trick is to love yourself that way. You will change. Mourn the loss of your former self and move on.

Everything you have done in your life has gotten you to where you are in this moment. Some moments are better than others. I am not sure if I believe in fate because of the buildup of consequence. How can fate play a role when you lay the plans out yourself?

Depression is real. It's nasty and I do not like it. It is - however- part of my journey as is anxiety. I am not 'bipolar'. I am not a 'major depressive'. I do still have episodes of panic and my troubles with  Orienteering have gotten worse. 'They' have no idea what I am. I know that Yoga saved my life. If I had not  Pushed through and gotten my certification --  I may have given up on what it had to offer. Every day I am reminded of what I can do to try To help others with their struggles. One of my hopes is that I can understand what Some people go through. These struggles of life are not isolated. I do not think I would be the teacher I am now if It were not for the struggles endured along The way.