When I arrived home from a vacation this past Monday and was all set with my bikini for an early morning hot tub dip, I was dejected to discover the “Pool Closed” sign on the entrance door…
We all had so many different plans of what what we’d be doing and how we’d be living. But we are doing this now. Staying in. Taking care. Staying safe. Taking care of each other… This is all still life.
To me, this period was a kind of “dark night of the soul,” one that was filled with many dark nights in themselves, but moreover a prolonged period of excavating my “shadow”…
