Most of the time, I can sense it coming on.
Sure, sometimes I miss seeing it, until suddenly it is upon me and I find myself scratching my head, a bit bewildered and asking myself, “Well, how the heck did I get here, yet again?”
But, most of the time, I can sense it coming on.
It’s that slow fade away from what I know my mind and soul need in order to stay well. To stay focused. To stay steadfast. It’s the gradual stepping away from that which keeps my soul focused on the only hope we know in this world — my true north. …Read More.