The spark of insight.
I welcome every single spark of insight.
I’m having plenty of them these days, which is a relief, because if I wasn’t open to receive — to see, to notice, to hear, to recognize — insights, I would be stuck in a seriously painful pile of crap. A suckstorm, if you will. A suckstorm of symptoms and flareups that have me functioning and operating these days inside small bursts of energy, interspersed with a significant amount of self-care and naps. [Read more]