From the darkest places comes the brightest of light…” When I first read this statement on a piece of community art, on display at a Yoga festival, I was astounded. I stood still, with my Yoga mat strung over my shoulder, my water bottle in hand, and a plethora of memories racing through my mind.
That moment instantly brought back my traumatic, abusive childhood, and destructive youth. I had come from some very dark places, until I ended up morbidly obese, depressed and suicidal at 30 years of age. I had to change my life and slowly I began to choose what I sensed was good for me. Read the rest of this entry »