Let's put on a pot of tea, light a candle, curl up in a blanket and talk about life... honestly.
Life, as a whole, is amazing at the moment (not to be repetitive or passive... but I don't really have another way of putting it without writing a novel). I have been on this whirl wind adventure, traveling the globe, seeing new people and experiencing all kinds of different cultures, it has been the opportunity of a life time, to say the least. However, you can never appreciate the highs if you never experience the lows and there has been a lot of both lately.
I am lucky to be in the position I am in, doing what I love, but being away from the ONE I love (the people I care most about) is very hard. People really are the most important thing. You may not realize it on a day to day basis, but your friends, your family, impact the core of who you are on a cellular level.
Before I left on this adventure I found some things out about my health, nothing to worry about (or at least thats what I keep telling myself) but I was put on a treatment that makes my moods swings like a chimp in the rain forest (quickly and erratically). I forgot what it was like to have the hormones of a teenage girl! Sheesh!
Because of this I have needed to rely a lot on the people I love (who are far away) for support, it has been strange but very beautiful. Just yesterday Drew told me the most amazing analogy. I was saying that everything was slightly off, everything I tried to do kept going mildly wrong and he sad this- "There was story about gardening on the bbc. Someone called in and asked the expert that was on how they could get rid of the weeds in their garden; they said that no matter what they tried nothing worked. The experts advice was to learn to love the weeds. I think that works the same for hard days. Remember that they are a sign that you're alive. You're doing life and real life involves the damn weeds (failures, bad moods, headaches, stress, etc)."
How good is that?! Man... sometimes all you need is a good analogy to turn a bad mood around. Breath it in, look out over the garden of life and realize it wouldn't flourish if there wasn't rain, it wouldn't be alive if things didn't die, and thats what makes it beautiful. There will always be a couple of weeds to keep us busy, to distract us from the whole (stunning) picture and so we will try and remember to 'learn to love the weeds'.
*photo from a 'high' moment in Vancouver