Absence

I feel as if there has been a lack of the inner me in my posts for a while. The inner me that is curious about the workings of people, that is deeply passionate about fulfilment, understanding, perception, insight and mental wellbeing.

I had intended to apologise for this, but even as I type, I realise that other sides of me have been absent for a longer while - the side of me that sees pretty things outdoors and wants to share them; the side of me that becomes indignant and doesn't want to understand another's pain; the side of me that is grumpy or bored or fed up with the weather; and the side of me that delights in simple things, like making guacamole and fairy cakes.

So as I type and decide I'm not going to apologise, because all sides of me are valid.

I think about learning (and therefore life) and about how important it is to take time out sometimes, to just digest and chill, to become, perhaps, ever so slightly brainless for a bit, while everything settles inside, before taking another step.