Started a post Wednesday about Tonglen, gave up on it this morning. It was turning into an ego trip, and i am in the wrong mood to write about meditation or compassion.
I'm in the down part of what i imagine to be a semi annual cycle. I don't mind that, but most people would rather have me up.
I don't blame them depression, even well masked by pills, draws me away from others and into my little self where my autism tends to take over. and my ego presides.
Don't worry, i'll be fine. This happens, as they say, when the trees blossom, or when summer lasts too long. (I call this "white man summer" and there will be more of it as the globe warms;) and i will adapt.