The past while has been difficult for me - not impossible, not tragic, nothing that isn't manageable. I know in spite of everything how fortunate I am, but we all have times that are hard or annoying or frustrating and whether or not they are blessed in comparison to some it doesn't make getting through them any easier.
The reality is that for the past couple of years when I go inward rather than calm I find anxiety, rather than joy I find emptiness, rather than wonder I find fear, where there was assurance there is uncertainty. Not always, but more than I like, more than makes for my norm.
I go through periods of grace from this, short spurts where the world is bright and I'm excited and motivated and I remember how to be who I've chosen to become. It keeps escaping me, I can't seem to hold the state I had worked so hard to achieve, and I'm not always sure I can face doing the work again.
The truth is, though, the only way for me to "get my life back" is to decide to take it back. I am the only one responsible for that, and I am the only one who can make it happen. There are always circumstances beyond my control. There are always outside factors which affect me and make it easier or harder...that is just life. If I want to get my centre back, return to my calm, my quiet, my inner fountain of joy, that's on me. I have to decide, and then I have to follow through. It's okay that I'm taking a respite from that responsibility, but if I don't get it back I have only myself to blame.
Relationships are hard work - even our relationships with ourselves and the world around us. So I'm hoping that I can make a more successful foray into the work of reattaining what I've somehow allowed myself to let go of. Hopefully it is just a temporary loss, and I know where I end up when I do the work won't be the same, but I owe it to myself, and to all those who do so much to support me and who choose to be in my life and make it so great to get back to the work. Even if it is only a little at a time.