Feeling happy. Feeling grateful. A tiny voice inside my head asks, “How long will this last?” But this time it’s different. This time, the happiness can talk louder than my anxiety. And I know that this is what life is like: ebbs and flows. I’ve learned to ride the wave when it’s there and not to question it. And I’ve learned that when I’m back in a dark place, the only way through it is…through it. Happiness, sadness; peace, turmoil; lightness, darkness–these all come and go.
Cherry blossoms in Osaka, Japan. Photo by Alex England.
Easter seems to be as good a day as any to be pa-deep.
One of the quotes that gave me comfort when I was going through tough times was this: “For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.” (Cynthia Occelli)
In other sections of this site, I write about how I got into writing, the jobs I’ve had over the years, and the kind of work I do now. But what I haven’t written about is how I got here-here, working as a freelancer after holding down full-time posts for 14 years.