What you might say is, “Why is she having so much fun?”
Because if you see me I am likely dancing to something in my ear buds, smiling like a goof, rocking my favorite medley of bright colors, and if you watch long enough you might see me trip or bump into a wall. Hey, I’m busy dancing.
Why? Because Life is supposed to be FUN!
If you’re not having fun, that’s ok. I lose it sometimes too. Sometimes I fall apart a little, and it’s okay. I don’t worry about it, because I know how to bounce back as quickly as I want to, and I know that I will be happier than I was before.
I am the happiest person I know, my capacity for joy just grows, and I wouldn’t be anyone but me. I believe we all aught to feel that way. And I know we can.
Was I always this way? Fuck no. In fact for many years I was the most miserable person I knew. Big time.
When I was 18, I was diagnosed with severe clinical depression. That was when I took my first meditation class. I spent 5 years in doctor’s offices, trying every medication, and therapy. I also spent those 5 years studying meditation, energy work, and learning how to rein in and use the psychic gifts that prior to that were sometimes a curse.
This work changed my life in every way. I mean that in the most extreme sense. It continues to do so.
Seven years ago I was pulling up to a stop sign and I sat bolt upright and said, “I’m supposed to teach a meditation class.” I listened, and I have been sharing these tools ever since.
I cannot imagine a bigger honor than being a part of someone’s journey. If we are a good fit for one another I would love to be a part of yours.