As my legs burn and my chest burns, and I catch my breath, look around and wonder if I fall off how far down I'll roll until my body stop moving. As I look ahead and silently curse Sean for not waiting for me before continuing. As the Earth slips under my foot, again, and my hair gets caught in yet another branch. As my anxiety reminds me that I am afraid of heights, no not heights, of falling. Something beautiful happens.
I push through. I remind myself that I have been through so much worse. That I got this far already and would not quit, not now, not ever.
I find that warrior, that Goddess, that Divine feminine energy and you know what? The view up here is worth it. The struggles, the hesitations, the second-guessing, it was worth it.
I'm Shiva. This is where i'll be sharing my adventures, thoughts, crappy attempt at poetry and my journey towards finding and maintaining my inner chi while battling chronic depression and severe anxiety disorder. Come along for the ride .