The Remarkable Truth About Giving

Back in 2005, when my “picture perfect” life began to dissolve, I sank into a deep depression. My life as I knew it would never be the same, and my feelings of worthlessness led me into a period of suicidal ideation. With the help of my therapist, some anti-depressants, and yoga, I was able to find my way out, but to this day that period of my life still feels like a deep and dark hole. However, I was left with the nagging feeling that my life could have a bigger purpose. I wanted to feel something—to do more. It was as if my body knew there was a way to engage with life that could lead to my healing and my mental and emotional health; my head just needed to do the work of finding what that