Time To Stop Spinning The Same Old Wheels
Thank goodness for the zoom lens which allowed me to get a somewhat decent shot of a morning visitor to the garden at Casa Sorpresas. He is one of a pair that come each morning to sit on a dead tree in the next yard. They are beautiful small birds that we are fortunate to see both here in Mexico and in our garden back home in Canada. One of the things that these birds give to me as a gift is the thought that one can give positive well-being to others simply by being who you are. These birds do their own thing regardless of our presence. Now, if only I could believe that the same applies to myself.
I am quieter here than normal and a good part of that quietness is due to being caught in the swirling waters of depression, denying the depression and as a result causing myself and my life partner too much grief in the process. It is hard to see “self” in any kind of good light when depression re-enters the picture. You’d think with all of my experience as a counsellor and first-hand experience in cycling in and out of depression that I would have done something to change the script, to say “enough is enough.” Perhaps this time it will be different.