The last few weeks I have been riding the struggle bus. I wasn't surprised by it, it was a familiar feeling that finds it way to me every November. A mix of wanting to slow down, to process, to release, to rest and an overwhelming feeling that I should not. A need to keep going, creating, pushing, doing. An underlying sense of not deserving to stop. This all translated to me not returning calls to close friends, a palpable energy of unease and restless nights trying to will myself into action. The two week battle in my brain wouldn't quit, so my body took over and gave me a shut 'er down stomach flu. The very next day, I had a scheduled meeting with my special healing coach and I decided to