An ode to the tall, extraordinarily beautiful Ethiopian woman who walked the halls of Trillium Mississauga Hospital this week. You do not know me and you will probably never meet me but I wanted to put my gratitude out into the universe and hope that it energetically finds its way to you.
As I navigate through a deeply painful experience, looking for the cause, the thing, the enemy to take arms against, these words come to me….
After months of packing up the contents of Decorenza’s Décor Studio; amid random tears that came and went with every memory and every object within the studio’s walls; I searched for a journey to acknowledge and reward the 14 years of blessings I created in my life through the beautiful teacher called Decorenza and for a pause to allow my tired self to breathe and catch up to all the emotional realities that had occurred since the gift of clarity arrived on my 51st birthday (November 12, 2015); the knowing that I had reached conscious completion with my business.
Anti-depressant medication provided me with a solution to the immediate needs of my unregulated emotional state that made me ill with clinical depression for 24 years. Thankfully, medication kept my deep sadness somewhat regulated and a manageable, livable existence followed. My illness occurred during a time when it was believed that Major Depressive Disorder was a chemical imbalance in the brain and SSRI’s (Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors) were a class of drugs typically used as anti-depressants to treat it.