redyogimom

Yoga, motherhood, badass awesome sauce and love

Coming out on the other side

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It’s hard to describe the journey once you’re on the other side, almost impossible to verbalize all the thoughts and emotions and trauma and freedom that are birthed in the process. I can’t tell you how but I feel that it’s truly happened.

Months ago I saw my friend, with my husband, for a spirit session, it was my second session but first with Jake. It was a huge transformation, cleared so much and deepened our connection to the point I never thought we’d get to again. During the session it came up that I was in a period of grief, growth and shit, and that it would be that way for a while and so it has been. I can’t tell you how difficult it is to heal, mother, teach and be wife while battling these inner demons but you probably know because we all fight our own fight. it’s been exhausting.

Something shifted though, the levy broke and I was finally able to breathe, observe and make sense of all that has been swirling.

How did I know it was over? Don’t get me wrong, I still have my moments (don’t we all), but I finally got sick of my own victimhood mentality. I reawakened a part of my life that I had cowardly buried and confronted the beast. I allowed myself to feel those emotions, I let them flood back, I talked about it (sorry Jake)…a lot. I contemplated diving back in then realized that body of water is best left where it is, undisturbed, not feared or hated but left in the past. I can continue on my journey, able to walk, healed from the wounds and hold it had on me. There are new and amazing things to discover and experience in this life. It’s beautiful and open and exactly what we make of it. Send your demons on their own way with love, without entanglement and be free!

Author: redyogimom

I'm a mom, yogi, lover, artist, wanderer, reader, student, teacher, writer, traveler, searcher, lover of music, experience and light. I have no filter and refuse to grow one, I'm raw, honest, vulnerable and ecstatically happy.

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