Never give up,
no matter what is going on,
Never give up.
HH The Dalai Lama
Today I am wading through treacle. Early this morning, we spent three hours walking through beautiful gardens in the heart of Bangalore, a green flash of colour in a pollution-clogged metropolis. Normally this would have lifted my spirits, but today, so great is my exhaustion, that it failed to do so.
In the past two nights I have slept a total of three or four hours. Why? I've stopped looking for the why's and wherefore's. Reiki, I hope, will uproot this in its own time. In the meantime - when I sleep, I rejoice. When I don't, I try to get through the day in the best way I can. Some days I do better than others.
But despite this - despite feeling low both physically and mentally (one common thought I have whirring around my head on day's like today is But I have so much to give, so much I want to achieve, but all I can think about is getting through the day) - my family give me so much strength and happiness: Lily in her joyful playfulness, Maya in her wide-eyed curiosity and childlike honesty and Andy in his boundless love and acceptance.
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