At times it's been hard for me to feel the Spirit when I am depressed. The depression is the pavilion that covers His hiding place, only I don't alway have the capacity to remove it. That's been hard for me. I know He's there, I just can't feel Him. And I normally significantly can.

But today felt good. I was listening to a conference talk, sitting, being still, and my Sprit started to smile again.

He's back. The Spirit is coming back.