Trying Not To Have A Holiday From Blogging.

I have been a bit quiet lately in terms of writing output.  And my output was never that prolific to begin with.

That is not to say that I intend to beat myself up over the fact, it's just that life sometimes gets in the way.

There are times in your life when you face trouble and turmoil, and writing seems to be a way out, pouring your thoughts and your heart into a page, or into a screen.  You do therapy and take the journey of life and death, and you emerge from the underworld into a bright new realm of light and life.  It is natural at times like that you are more preoccupied with enjoying life than with writing about gloom and doom, but part of me calls back to myself and says that I should celebrate the happy times as well as deal with the darkness.

So this blog is a celebration.  In some ways the last few years have been a time of tutelage and transformation at the hands of a few teachers, some physical, some metaphysical.  I may not have enjoyed all those moments, I certainly don't know if I have fully learned all the lessons I was meant to learn, and I am certainly a long way from a fully realised person.  I do believe I am closer than I was two years ago, and for that I am thankful to all who have happened across my path and taught me to be a better person.  I am grateful to you all, and to a couple in particular.

It's been difficult, old love and friendship has not always survived, and as sad as that is, it is often necessary.  All things change and transformation is inevitable.  Resisting change is often more painful in the long term.

This seemingly fraught journey though, has not been without its moments of genuine joy and supreme ecstacy, and once again I am thankful for all these moments.

It leads me to a point where I find myself happier and healthier than I have been in many a year.  Not perfect and still a way off being close to it, but in a better place, filled with peace and genuine companionship.  I can honestly say that I love life, and that is something I could not say for many years, my heart was weighed down with anxiety and depression.

That leads me back to the start then.  Still blogging, but now celebrating the goodness of life.  The flowers in the trees, the birds singing, animals playing.  The blue of the sky, the green of the trees, the blue of the ocean.  Life is worth living and the world is beautiful.

Be blessed and happy.

Namaste.