This past weekend was magic. It was my first in-depth exposure to energy awareness/healing and I felt the real power of unseen energy flowing between us, within us. We were graced by the presence of @drengozi and just...wow. Learned more about how our vital organs store emotions and how an imbalance can manifest as physical ailments and issues. It got deep. It got intense. I moved. I cried. I was reminded of things about myself and my past I hadn’t turned to in years. All stored inside. A reminder I have much work to do. But so grateful for this amazing #RMMTT weekend. Feel so blessed to share space with this incredible group of women ❤️🙏⚡️...and if you want to feel the magic for yourself, check out one of the PWYC classes being offered by some of my teacher trainees to support the building of our future home @ritualisland 🌊.... #ytt#movement#movementculture#yoga#pilates#yogateachertraining#livesimple#reiki#yinyang#energyhealing#selfawareness#rmmtt
Off to Remembrance Day service at the warplane museum. Remembering not only my papa who fought and returned from war but also my grandmother who waited for him to come home and took over his job in order to work and keep life going. Their sacrifice and hard work led to the life that my family enjoys today. We wouldn’t be here without them. .
...and yet we keep going. The last month has hit me hard. Going full throttle at work. Seasonal changes and less sun throwing off internal clock. Wrangling with a kid determined to do the exact opposite of what I say. Unexpected stuff coming up in my body...hello to my 40s. Shit comes up for everyone and it’s ok to not always pretend to have yours together. No one does. But it’s important to know when it’s time to pull back, practice extreme self care and recalibrate yourself. It’s like hitting a little reset button and it’s always there when we need it. Behind that woman you see on Instagram with the “perfect” life with the best clothes or gleaming smile and amazing travel photos from a camper van could be someone suppressing a lot of dark stuff. I’d rather keep it real. Life can be beautiful, but it’s not always pretty.
Weekends with my boy are the best weekends. People ask me if I enjoy my “downtime” when I don’t have my son as I co-parent with his dad. Lately I’m thinking no, not so much. Every parent deserves and needs a bit of me time. Usually that’s a night out while the partner watches the kids. With the schedule I have in place with Ty’s dad, my time without child can stretch into four or five days. I stay busy. I get errands done. But sometimes it’s excruciating not seeing his little face and getting his cuddles everyday.