It is an authentic life that puts flesh on your bones. It is the spirit’s call through the din of depression. Medicated; we plaster over the cracks so the still small voice doesn’t unsettle us. We legitimise the numbness of disassociation and risk the long list of side effects rather than make the changes that our bleeding hearts cry out for in the darkness. If you do not love and care for yourself; what good can you be for others? If you are fulfilled, rested and of a happy disposition then others will reap amazing benefit from simply being around you.