Exuberance. Vitality. Radiance. Laughter. Passion. Aliveness. Awe. Joy.

Before diagnosis, I was sometimes annoyed by tiredness. In my head, I occasionally equated fatigue with laziness. At times exhaustion left me feeling apathetic. Other times it drew me down into hopelessness.

They’ve always been there.  

Excerpt from Letters to Gram and The Revolutionary Heart manuscripts

Your heart is an underused resource.  

Going against our natural rhythm is automatic. 

As I watch a mountain climber who must get to the next peak, I see myself in them.  I see the search for Freedom.  I see the search for the Divine.

Lack.  

I can't see it.