Well today has followed in the vein of most days, a stinker. I am no longer feeling optimistic as i have decided that doing so is just a waste of energy. Depressing? hmmm perhaps. But this is just my reality at the moment. No escaping reality.

Moving forward.

Sometimes its easy to get stuck in a black moment and hard to see the light at the end. Someone very wise said to me yesterday, while I was in the middle of a funk, "how long is the night?" And those words, posed in a question, have now been imprinted on my soul. The night is but twelve short hours, half of what we call a day. In reality, three months is not that long. Its almost been that long since I had to withdraw for this year ( again, it is a long story and i will get to it when I can.) I miss birth, i miss fluffing pillows and making milo for a newly delivered mother at three in the morning. I even miss documentation!But I will be back at the coal face soon. So it is the night of my ambition and my passion. The day will come, and I will have the lessons of the night to bring with me.
Namaste,
Ngn

ok so this is my first post in this blog.....hopefully doing this extra study will help keep the old grey matter ticking over.