I sit, and again, I choose Joy.
What does this mean? How can I choose joy when there are so many things going on? I see problems, challenges and emotional waves with spectacular peaks and deep troughs.
It's not a disregard for the painful. Rather a full acknowledgement, embodiment, and yes...absolute love for myself in my capacity for emotional drama.
Somehow, in this love for myself, I see myself less as "matilda the (insert chosen identity)" and more as an expression of the universe,...
