con·fi·dence ˈkänfədəns/ noun
- the feeling or belief that one can rely on someone or something; firm trust.
- the state of feeling certain about the truth of something.
- a feeling of self-assurance arising from one’s appreciation of one’s own abilities or qualities.
I don’t know about you, but I have been feeling so ungrounded and off lately. Spring does that to us, if we’re not too careful, and results in clouded thoughts, unclear intentions, and shaken confidence.
Developing confidence involves becoming more skillful in your life, and filling your toolbox with techniques to refer to when you are challenged or under duress. I call this Soul Equity; the more you have stocked up, the more you can dip into it when needed. No one is confident 100% of the time, and that’s human! By learning and integrating Ayurvedic practices into our lives, if and when we falter and lose sight of our innate strengths and unique gifts, we can take a breath and reconnect to our Soul Equity to persevere and continue on in our day with loving~kindness for ourselves and others.
The first step in doing so is LEARNING about our unique biological constitution, or Dosha. There are multiple resources for evaluating and determining your primary dosha. Both Banyan Botanicals and Maharishi Ayurveda offer great online quizzes that take a few minutes and offer an introductory understanding to your particular biological type. You have a dominant type(s) or prakruti, but imbalances manifest in your vikruti. The combined knowledge of the needs and inclinations of your prakruti, and what you need to re-balance any vikruti is exceptionally empowering and fortifying.
A daily MEDITATION practice is an enormous boon to your tool box! When we make time to hold space for ourselves in regular meditation practice, without the addition of any stressful expectations but with anticipation for an opportunity to sit in stillness and breathe, magic happens. We become more attuned to our breath, our bodies, and our surroundings. There is something very special about creating a space and regular ritual that you return to, checking in, and just Being. If a regular practice seems insurmountable, devote just 5 minutes either upon waking or before bedtime, or even take a meditative walk during lunch. Let your focus continually return to the easy ocean flow of your breath, or if you prefer- a phrase or word that holds meaning for you and helps you allow ease to deepen in your body, mind and spirit.
Saving the best for last, ABHYANGA, or self massage with warm coconut or sesame oil, is our third recommendation to authentically and organically boost confidence using Ayurveda. The ancient texts of Ayurveda recommend a regular self massage practice, and any opportunity to implement this highly nourishing and supportive ritual will be of benefit. The sentinel Ayurveda text, the Charaka Samhita states “The body of one who uses oil massage regularly does not become affected much even if subjected to accidental injuries, or strenuous work. By using oil massage daily, a person is endowed with pleasant touch, trimmed body parts and becomes strong, charming and least affected by old age”. Not too shabby.
Physical benefits include nurturing, fortifying and support for our largest organ, our skin, which is essential for our immune balance, relief from any sleep disturbances, and improves circulation and muscle tone. Self massage offers opportunity for you to connect deeply with your body, and lubricate yourself from toes to head. Try it tonight!
Fill a plastic squeeze bottle of sesame or coconut oil in a bowl of hot water to heat and then bring it into a warm, peaceful room. Add a few drops of sandalwood or lavender essential oil, if you wish, instill oil onto your palms and start at your feet, and slowly make your way all the way up your body, making small circular movements of varying pressure based on what feels good. Spend extra time on any areas of dry skin or tension-filled muscle bellies, and don’t forget your abdomen. Use your fingerpads to massage your belly counterclockwise, (from pubis to right hip, to diaphragm, to left hip) to increase digestion and move any bloating. Continue from fingers and up each arms, making certain to spend some time on your neck and jaw.
If you want head to toe nourishment, also massage your scalp and hair. Allow the oil to absorb while wrapped warmly at least 20 minutes, and either shower to rinse ( soap isn’t indicated, oil is a natural deep cleanser! ), or wear comfortable clothes and socks that are designated as Ok to be Oily, and get a well~deserved night of full, deep, restorative sleep! I guarantee you’ll wake the next morning with blooming confidence!
Ayurveda offers many simple, but extremely effective recommendations to cultivate wellness and authentic confidence, utilizing simple, “sense-ble” therapies. I would love to hear what you’ve experienced as a result of these practices!
Originally published on AyurvedaNextDoor.com.
SPRINGTIME how I love thee! The expanse of newly uncovered space in the environs that was previously cluttered with snow piles, snow suits and junk mail gifts a lift to my soul that makes it absolutely sing. When Winter is here, I accept and comfort the natural inclination to hunker and cuddle, but when the ticket is punched for the seasonal shift, I greet the Equinox warmly.
The shift from Winter to Spring elicits a great rise in electricity, so much so that I need to do my due diligence to keep grounded and not spin off into overwhelm of the projects that lay afoot. I remind myself to thankfully return to my practice in yoga that holds me steadfast, reminds me to breathe, and to embrace the energies of change with all the accompanying opportunities that are offered.
For instance, I have found great enjoyment in paring down my clothing over the last two years. We moved to our new home in 2013, just 5 days after Baby B was born, and the amount of STUFF we had, er- I had, was impressive. Little by little, I have continued to whittle away the items that no longer hold a place in my heart or my wardrobe, and it feels damn good to streamline the options. Over the course of those 2 years I have lost approximately 30 #, so that helps too! Each season gives me an opportunity to look back at the clothes from the past season, and if something wasn’t worn, it goes in the Goodwill bag.
Our new Old house was built in 1921, and our kitchen is wee, so paring down is essential. I’m sensitive to odors and chemical scents, and have since come to love making my own cleansers. Gone are the days of bottle upon bottles of toxic cleansers under my sink! I use baking soda to scrub surfaces, and make surfactant spray cleansers with white vinegar, water and essential oils. I just found this recipe for a homemade Orange Power cleanser (anyone who practices abhyanga will appreciate this!) and can’t wait to give it a day in my bathtub court.
My grocery list gets revamped as well. In place of soups and one pot meals are meals built around salads, and lighter, cooler fare. My morning green juices get Juicier with seasonal fruits and berries, and my juicer gets more action once the melons make their appearances!
In the sentinel classical yoga text by Patanjali, Yoga Sutra 2.40 discusses Saucha, or purity/cleanliness, and it’s pertinence to our practice. When we skillfully minimize the complexities of material (and even emotional) possessions, we create and cultivate space for the Divine to breathe with us. Without the clutter and chatter there grows space and freedom, and in turn, intrinsic wisdom that finally gets an opportunity to be heard, instead of throwing ‘bo’s against the superimposed media messages that argue we need more.
I first learned of Decision Fatigue from one of my teachers Dr. Claudia Welch, and once I heard the term, it was immediately understood, and I don’t know how I wasn’t aware of it before. We live in a world where unplugging is virtually impossible! How many decisions, no matter how minute or grand, have you made by 9 am? By noon? By 9pm? By giving myself a simple outline for the next day (that includes what I will wear, meals, and activites/ work plans) the night before, I greatly reduce any potential for anxiety that can arise by too many options amid the hustle of the day.
Additionally I’ve adopted self care methods in order to avoid fraying at the edges. Establishing a practical and nourishing dinacharya, or daily self care practice, has been key, and special attention is paid particularly to cleansing and simplifying my day in every way. When life comes at you fast and furious, it just makes sense to remove the rubble and allow for flow.
How are you feeling in your transition from Winter to Spring? What are you finding challenging or exciting in doing so?
Pema Chodron never fails to speak right to my heart, in plain speak but with Earth-shattering resonance and clarity.
“Being satisfied with what we already have is a magical golden key to being alive in a full, unrestricted, and inspired way. One of the major obstacles to what is traditionally called enlightenment is resentment, feeling cheated, holding a grudge about who you, where you are, what you are. This is what we talk so much about making friends with ourselves, because, for some reason or other, we don’t feel that kind of satisfaction in a full and complete way.
Meditation is a process of lightening up, of trusting the basic goodness of what we have and who we are, and of realizing that any wisdom that exists, exists in what we already have. Our wisdom is all mixed up with what we call our neurosis. Our brilliance, our juiciness, our spiciness, is all mixed up with our craziness and our confusion, and therefore it doesn’t do any good to try to get rid of our so-called negative aspects, because in that process we also get rid our basic wonderfulness. We can lead out life so as to become more awake to who we are and what we’re doing rather than trying to improve or change or get rid of who we are or what we’re doing. The key is Wake Up, to become more alert, more inquisitive and Curious about ourselves.”
I’ve always been so geared to focus my energy about what other people think about me, or what they need, that I became cripplingly reliant on outward input and acceptance. In doing so, I lost my ability to draw within and trust my instincts, and doubted my heart and intuition. I buried my own Golden Key.
I don’t know about you, but even though I have a very keen sense of energies and needs of others around me, I never grasped the ability to read others’ minds. Not surprisingly I unfailingly find great misery in trying to do so. When I act outside of myself, using what I suspect or perceive is expected of me to inform my actions and behaviors, instead of slowing down and letting my soul speak, I begin to have intense anxiety and distress.
When I failed to find the support or deep connection or approval from other people, I would often rely on alcohol and coffee to bring me to a place where I could feel comfortable in my own skin, and to feel “bright” enough. I never trusted that I had that glow from within all the time. Maybe you can also relate to this…
Yoga is the practice of melding the Body and Spirit. When you find the sweet spot in your own practice that connects you with your own inner guide, your own glimmering Magical Golden Key, you open up to a level of thriving that sustains you beyond any measure, and Magic Happens.
In the 10 week online program Jump Into Joy you will go deeply into your own heart to connect with your steadfast light while shedding the layers of unworthy and hurtful behaviors that have failed us in the past. You will re-emerge shining brightly and standing strongly, having triumphed with the support and love of other sister seekers.
The program begins in just ONE WEEK, and there is only space for TEN women to partake. If you wish to apply, schedule a complimentary Clarity Call with me. I want to hear your goals, your wishes, and what you want to gain. I invite you to uncover your Golden Key and allow it open your heart to your sweetest magic. It’s there. Let it shine.
Good morning lovelies!
I love making smoothies, (and juices for that matter). It’s so fun to take various fruits and veggies, wash them up, and then mix them into delicious concoctions.
I have taken to starting my day with hot water and herbal coffee, or decaf, or tea, but when it’s time for breakfast, a smoothie is my go to. (I reserve juices for my midday or snacks since my Pitta digestion laughs maniacally at the thought of a juice starting my day).
Well, today was a Medal- winner in the kitchen. Sometimes you have the ratios and taste factors all aligned, and you end up with a huge smile on your face after tasting your creation. Today was such a day!
Behold! – The Green Smile Maker! ( or some-such… Don’t judge, it’s a working title… Just read on, people!)
- 1 peeled, cut up apple
- 2 celery stalks, cut into 3rds
- 1 small avocado
- 4 handfuls of baby kale
- 1 tablespoon chia seeds, soaked
- coconut water to cover all in blender
Then blend, and ENJOY. I promise you’ll be smiling too!
Yummy, creamy, delicous-est green smoothie!
I’m a do’er….didja know that? Eh-yup. Do’er die.
Certified, badge-carrying Change Agent.
It wasn’t until well into my marriage that I realized that my need to DO was so strong, and not the normal modus operandi for all. I grew up feeling very antsy and anxious, my dad was always doing doing doing. And if I wasn’t up to snuff or otherwise producing, I felt horrible. Pitched as a lazy bum. Now that I am a mother of two bustling preschoolers and live with a dog and a cat, my house is pretty much topsy turvy 24/7. I do my best to keep things relatively organized, otherwise I myself get agitated and flustered amid the messes.
However, the lessons of parenthood, and marriage, just keep revealing themselves. Patience was the first to present. Children do work on their own time frame, don’t they? (That’s a resounding YES.)
Then, came the age old adage “Choose Your Battles“. Does it really matter if he wears that shirt again today? No. Do I really need to run back inside to grab the re-useable shopping bags even though I am carrying Baby B, a backpack, the leash and my purse, while Boy A is already in the running car honking the horn? Um, No. Do I need to drop my work bag, groceries and glass water bottle onto the driveway so I can successfully scoop up a runaway toddler that’s just broached the sidewalk barrier into the street? Um, Yes! (Battle waged, and won).
Slowly and surely, (not so sweet) Surrender is making her way around the bend, smacking me up side the hard head to remind me to CHILL – THE EFF – OUT. Wow, is that challenging. My need to try to micromanage and control all the chaos is pervasive as all get out. But as time has shown, what used to provide a comfortable sense of mastery over my environment to get the time tested results that I desired (“if you want something done right”…?!), has instead left me overwhelmed and angry.
But let me tell you something…
There is something exceptionally freeing to just letting it go. These days of crazy are short lived, and quite honestly, a downright thrill. I never know what I am going to find at the foot of the stairs when I wake ( a scooter), or in the bathtub (my shoes). Have you ever tried to open a drawer first thing at dawn to find that your preschooler has rubber banded the drawers together? Good stuff.
Pema Chodron brings real connectedness to the need to be present in the moment.
“There is a story of a woman running away from tigers. She runs and runs and the tigers are getting closer and closer. When she comes to the edge of a cliff, she sees some vines there, so she climbs down and holds on to the vines. Looking down, she sees that there are tigers below her as well. She then notices that a mouse is gnawing away at the vine to which she is clinging. She also sees a beautiful little bunch of strawberries close to her, growing out of a clump of grass. She looks up and she looks down. She looks at the mouse. Then she just takes a strawberry, puts it in her mouth, and enjoys it thoroughly. Tigers above, tigers below. This is actually the predicament that we are always in, in terms of our birth and death. Each moment is just what it is. It might be the only moment of our life; it might be the only strawberry we’ll ever eat. We could get depressed about it, or we could finally appreciate it and delight in the preciousness of every single moment of our life.”
― Pema Chödrön, The Wisdom of No Escape: How to Love Yourself and Your World
My boys are growing faster than I can track, and I am aging, just like everyone else. I know I will look back on the three fold laundry basket system we constantly rotate when we are empty nesters, and miss folding those little, busy boy knee- torn clothes. The scattered toys that litter the yard, house and garage will be in rotation for a few years tops, and then I am sure we will have some crazy garage organization system to lift the bikes, kayaks, and sporting goods to an appropriate nest.
In every lesson I am receiving, the homework stays the same.
Sit, breathe. Smile. And for extra credit, Hug, tickle and kiss.
I am accruing lots of extra credit.
I came upon this poem shared in a post by Ysha Oakes, on her site the Sacred Window, which offers amazing wisdom of Ayurveda for childbearing women and their babes (awesome, right?), and it really struck me, as so much of Rumi’s poetry does.
Short & sweet, … just wanted to share. Enjoy!
That lives in Us
If you put your hands on this oar with me,
they will never harm another, and they will come to find
they hold everything you want.
If you put your hands on this oar with me, they would no longer
lift anything to your mouth that might wound your precious land–
that sacred earth that is
If you put your soul against this oar with me,
the power that made the universe will enter your sinew
from a source not outside your limbs, but from a holy realm
that lives in us.
Exuberant is existence, time a husk.
When the moment cracks open, ecstasy leaps out and devours space;
love goes mad with the blessings, like my words give.
Why lay ourself on the torturer’s rack of the past and future?
The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities
will find no rest.
Be kind to yourself, dear–to our innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.
You will come to see that all evolves us.
If you put your heart against the earth with me, in serving
every creature, our Beloved will enter you from our sacred realm
and we will be, we will be
When I was first introduced to the art & science of Ayurveda, it was foreshadowed by my preliminary knowledge of panchakarma (which recommends methods of elimination that I had found unnerving given all my schooling of Western medicine), aromatic and pungent spices, and recipes that I almost always mispronounced (kitchari rhymes with stitchery, I’ve since learned!).
In time, it became evident that Ayurveda was the medical science that I craved in my search for holistic and integrated health care delivery, as it has proven to focus health and wellness on the whole, utilizing the five senses.
The Five Elements manifest in the body in the form of energy within the five sense organs, namely Space (ear) , Air (skin), Fire (eyes), Water (tongue), and Earth (nose). Ayurveda draws from tridoshic theory, that there are 3 primary body constitutions, or prakriti, and combinations therein.
Vata symbolizes that which moves, ruled by the elements of ether, air and wind. Pitta is the metabolic force of change, cradling earth and water, while Kapha holds true with steadfast weight in earth and water. While an individual has a primary prakriti which carries forward inclinations in body, mind and spirit, imbalances may manifest during seasonal change, or during times of stress. The brilliance of Ayurveda presents with the opportunity for a person to identify these traits, and therefore a daily or seasonal plan of care that involves nurturing all five senses for optional wellness.
I have always felt largely attuned to the four seasons, being a Michigan native, and a Connecticut transplant, and have accepted the fact that I would not do without the seasonal variations. During the Winter, vata is highly prevalent, as winter is blustery and dry. (Cracked skin, anyone? Fidgety in body? Fluttery in thought? Constipated like mad? Thirsty as all get out?!)
In order to reign in our wind- blown souls we have many tools that nourish from inside out: Massaging the body with warmed sesame or coconut oil, with a few drops of essential oils for further grounding (try woody amber, green vetiver or frankincense) not only warms the body, but increases circulation and provides some well-deserved self love and connectedness.
Enjoy warm meals and beverages with warming spices like cinnamon, black pepper, and ginger, as well use ghee (clarified butter) in dishes like roasted yams and carrots to further lubricate your joints, as well as to keep the gut smooth and happy. Take time for meditation, and let your self be lulled into peaceful presence with the sound of your breath, a mantra or a recording of soothing melodies or vibrations. Lastly, give your sweet eyes a rest. My favorite part of the morning is splashing cold water on my face and holding my hands there for a moment or two, taking some breaths in preparation for the busy day ahead.
Throughout the day remember to take frequent breaks away from reading materials and electronic devices. As an extra midday treat, vigorously run the hands together to generate warmth, and then rest the palms on your eyes for a quick pick me up and hug. There is wisdom in the senses that communicate our deepest needs, if we are keen to listen. I invite you to reconnect with yourself in this manner to become deeply attuned to your inner intelligence and divine gift of body, mind and beloved spirit.
I have been a registered nurse since 2002 and a nurse practitioner since 2008. Try as I may to stay up to date with rapidly changing medical technology, and advances in pharmacy and modern surgical techniques, there are many things that I do not know. There are resources that I refer to, of course, articles that I read, conferences that I attend, but there is always some new drug, surgical method, or syndrome that we are analyzing genetically.
When I did clinical training in hospitals and medical practices for school I had a gamut of emotional experiences, ranging from terror from either having to give report to a cranky staff nurse (who “liked to eat her young”) or obtaining an order from an explosive MD who didn’t want to be addressed by a student nurse, or fumbling panic trying to nimbly perform venipuncture or catheterizations. My classmates and I wanted so badly to be knowledgeable and useful to the Dr’s, but as a student nurse in Detroit, there was plenty of opportunity to feel lower than a skid on a shoe. More often than not, my thoughtful clinical inquiries were greeted with responses that reflected frustration, burn out, indifference, powerlessness.
I do hold very dear other moments that revealed my talents in compassion, conversation, and human experience through simple patient contact, through assisting recovering patients in their activities of daily living (pretty much all you do as a student RN), and then upon graduating, when I became a labor and delivery nurse, the monumental experiences of helping a woman do her best to birth her baby (or babies).
Of course there are “standards of care” that clinicians hold dear, and evidence based practices that reveal therapeutic success or shortcoming to guide our practice decisions and care management, but I have found that it is the more subtle practices, deeds, even energies, that tend to be more therapeutic than many standard measures of medical practice.
I will never, ever forget the letter I got from a former patient from labor and delivery, an anxiously laboring woman thanking me for repeatedly reminding her to breathe. Aside from assisting her to keep moving, into the shower, onto the birthing ball, all the position changes, advising her sweet husband how to apply counter pressure to her aching low back… I keep reminding her to breathe. “Keep coming back to your breath”. I thought for sure at one point she was going to knock me out if I said it one more time… but then she had a baby. She sent me this with the card.
In my current practice, I continue to find this strong connection with my patients, and one of the things that make me proudest to be a nurse practitioner (vs. a doctor or PA, because you know I hear it all the time, “You’re so smart, will you go back and become a Dr?” or the straight shootin’ “Why didn’t you just become a Dr??”), is that I feel like I see a person when I talk to them, not the problem(s) that bring them to me. We do not deal with dis-ease or illness in a vacuum, it is all one. And I refuse to isolate a patient’s complaint into a box with a RX label on it. I just can’t do it.
Which brings me to Ayurveda. I began delving into Ayurveda when my yoga practice became more regular and serious, about 12 years ago. It is an ancient system of medicine originating from the civilizations of the Indus and Sarawati’s rivers, in approximately 3000BCE. The more deeply I study Ayurveda, the more it blooms into a romance. The practices involved look at not just the relationships of ourselves and our bodies, but of that and sustenance in food, the changing of the seasons, our unique body and personality type, our loved ones, our land, our home, even the stars.
Sitting on the couch one evening with my husband, I was telling him of something I was researching recently in Ayurveda practices for women’s health, and it hit me. The love I have for Ayurveda stems from the sensuousness of the system. Literally, the senses. It’s in the delicious and nourishing foods we cook and enjoy, in what we set our gaze upon and surround ourselves with, the perfume of oils and spices we inhale, the sound of our breath through pranayama, or music in relaxation, and the deeply relaxing and detoxifying touch of self massage. What could be more sustaining, more healing, than that?
I can’t think of anything better.
I’d love to talk with you about my discoveries in deepening relationship with the evolution of wellness in our burgeoning, busy lives. Click to schedule a 30 minute Clarity Call with me. I love talking to people who are interested in learning more about Ayurveda, holistic women’s health and yoga.
With love and gratitude,
Determine your Ayurvedic body type/ constitution here:
Superwoman, Kristen Wells by Elliot S! Maggin.
This topic is near and dear to my heart. I don’t know where it exactly started, this crazy, insatiable need to be busy. But it would seem that I am always cooking up something exciting, and tap dancing while doing so. I obtained my master’s degree in nursing while working full time as a RN, and now 7 years later, we have 2 young boys under 5 years old and I am in clinic 4 days, and teaching 3 yoga classes, per week.
Life. Is. Hectic.
I didn’t realize just how busy I was, or how much I had going on, until it became absolutely commonplace for folks to say “You always have so much going on!”, “You’re always doing such cool things!” , “I don’t know how you do all that with kids, and XYZ….”, and my arch nemesis of “there, there” comments of compassion (most oft from my well meaning husband) “You have a lot on your plate right now.” Almost always followed by “You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself.” The latter typically announced when I am a blubbering, sobbing mess on the bed, churning nasty inner talk that ultimately boils over into a floating, dark gray speech bubble.
“You need to do less”.
Um, excuse me?!?! And just how will XYZ get gone, exactly?!? And you want me to stop doing that? But I enjoy that! I do that for fun!
Yeh… You been there? I bet you have.
It’s a weird, wonderful WHIRLING world, isn’t it?
It was about 7 months ago that I had an epiphany. The things I did to relax myself weren’t actually doing me a bit of good. In fact, they were making me a bloated, depressed, exhausted, and irritable mess. A lot of things finally revealed themselves which in turn gave me the nudge to stop settling for misery amid placation. So I started changing some things. Little by little. I started to change what I ate, when I ate. I started to change up my bedtime routines, and then my morning routines. I started little self care rituals that felt heavenly, and nourished me to the core.
And I lost weight.
I slept better, and woke up earlier, brighter.
I even decreased (I won’t say stopped, because some samskaras are uber deep, people!) my belligerent, naughty, stinkin’ thinkin’.
I’d like to think that I’m a nicer person now too. The edges have softened.
And I am seeing the forest for the trees, the sky for the celestial bodies, and my blessed life for what it is. This is holy ground, folks. And this? THIS is MY temple, the only one I get. ( I think…) So I’m polishing its brass and anointing the steps with rose water. Life is sweet is good, especially when we breathe and truly treat ourselves with nourishing food and practices.
This Summer I will be offering a 10 week program that outlines deeply effective practices incorporated via little steps. Done with patience and love, we get real life changes in our patterns and habits, and ultimately a lovely little temple to call our own.
If you’re interested in learning more, schedule a 30 minute phone appointment with me. I’d love to hear what you would love to add to, or do away with, in your gorgeous temple. Even Superwoman needed a gravity redistribution flightbelt so she was able to fly and an opal beam amulet to give her the power to pass through solid objects!
At this point in my career as a nurse practitioner, I am reminded daily how much we falter in self care, and just how unwell the majority of people are even if they’re not overweight or being treated for a known illness. We have become so outside ourselves amidst all the hustle and bustle, that we are deteriorating among the madness.
I came upon this wonderful TedTalk today which absolutely summarizes up these concepts beautifully in 18 minutes with Dr. Libby Weaver. Enjoy it, feel it, breathe with it. Please reflect if whether you are getting the full experience of a life worth living, or rather flying from emergency to emergency, and dodging bullets.
With love & gratitude,
I decide that all the recommendations to journal have found hefty real estate in my mind. I’ve discovered much in the last 5 years, and that path of discovery certainly ramped up to A.P. standards in the last 3 years; pregnancy, birth, motherhood, rinse and now launching a repeat cycle. The times have of course been whirlwind– no mystery there; but the amount of growth and resolve that has been borne of these wondrous times is exhilarating. I write now for many reasons, two of which I will explain now…. the others that will certainly become clear in due time.
I write to continue this path in a healthy, contemplative way, continuing to reflect upon all that happens within our little family and in my life. In these past few years I have come to a level of maturity in my yoga practice, my friendships, my marriage and overall, in my life. And I wish to impart what I have learned and experienced both to hopefully shed some community light to other momma’s as well as to look back on how far I have come and all the magickal times I’ve been privy to with our 2 year old son, and my husband. I can’t believe he’s already two, or that we have another on the way.
I get teary thinking about that now… How even the memory of my son wiggling in my belly seems so distant. The lessons of parenthood come swift and plentiful, and if you listen and heed, you find that your yoga practice is always with you and strengthening day by day, even if you don’t balance upside down or sit in padmasana.
I look so forward to this journey of reflection and sharing the love.
Om Shanti, Momma. Peace Peace Peace.