Love the Funk

Most of the time, I am my own best friend.  I nurture and care for myself.  I trust and like myself.  But not always.  When I get in a down mood, when things aren't going the way I would like in life, when I am in a funk, I am my own foe.  I feel separate, alone, unloved and certainly not motivated to get myself out of it. 

What to do?  After wallowing awhile,  I attempt to find the origin of my slump.  Then I make a conscious decision to embrace the slump.  It doesn't matter what it is about, I want to be a friend to myself and allow the slump its time and space.  I notice that when I love the funk, its intensity disapates.  When I accept its presence, I no longer feel alone and separate.  And soon I realize I'm not there any more.