When a Funk Rears its Head

Yesterday and today were funk days, just gloomy and blue and weird (though I'm feeling better now). I've been riding high of late, feeling really good, but getting a bit over excited and wound up about a new client, and a possible new client, and then I needed to let go of a bit of a projection I'd let myself get into on a personal level.

Oh it's just so easy to do when you like someone so very much, when they spark your mind and your curiosiety even when you don't know what the heck it could be.

I'm sure I was well overdue for a bit of down time. Of course it never feels good when a funk comes along (especially when you're not sure if you might be coming down with the flu), but I'm learning to ride them out with more grace these days, and I'm learning that allowing the feelings, the anger, the sadness, the whatever uncomfortable that feels like bubbling up reminds me that I'm fully human and fully here. Also, in a strange way the darkness reminds me that I'm capable of reaching for and allowing more light.

And I'm not really one of those people who wants to rush from one high to the next, whether it's physical or emotional. I love being happy, I do, but I'm only half an extrovert so I need plenty of down time to ponder, and mull, and contemplate. The dark is no fun when I'm sitting in it, but I'm learning that if I just hang with it with open mindedness, and realize I'm certainly not the only one who feels this way, it seems to pass much more quickly.