And then...

Just after my last post, I fell into a sudden downward spiral that lasted a few days.

"The sads" my loverly friend B called it.

It feels so hopeless in the middle of "the sads," like nothing will ever be right again.

But, I'm getting better at righting myself, at letting myself float through the feelings instead of sinking (or flailing). Having an easier time regaining my balance.

Finding flow.

Finding self-awareness in the moment.

Remembering that life is beautiful in its fragility. Remembering that I am not alone. Remembering that while feelings happen, they are not the only reality in my life.

Reminding myself to breathe. To be gentle. To be patient. To hold on, because it will get better. It always does.

It is in the practicing that we find the way.