Lately things have been ultra busy. I feel like I am being stretched to my limits (no pun intended!). I have been so eager creating and developing that I have been neglecting my self. I am a huge proponent of doing radical self-care and I find myself constantly reminding my students/clients to take measures to really nourish their inner and outer selves. In fact I have been so wrapped-up in ‘teaching’ that I have been not living it. Yikes! Although it is said you teach what you most need to learn.
I have been getting little reminders; like messages from my guardian self-care angels to slow down and give something back to myself. Finally, today I put it into action. My mother-in-law took Zenchai for a couple of hours. I sat at my desk to begin going through emails and other computer-related tasks. This is when I had to really pull myself out of computerland and check in to my inner being. I decided to answer a few important emails and give myself permission to release the computer. I can really get sucked in!
Just before Zenchai left, he randomly pulled open the CD drawer, took out one of my Enya albums and asked to listen to it. By the way, he doesn’t often ask me this sort of thing. Of course, I indulged us both in some lovely tunes. It was having this CD playing in the background that encouraged me to take some ‘me time’.
I felt a burning desire to do some yoga. Before I began, I decided to draw a Saints & Angels Oracle Card from Doreen Virtue’s deck. I pulled ‘Mother’. I thanked my oracle cards because indeed it was right I needed to mother myself. Not only that, but this card also represented my need to alleviate myself of guilt and stress that has been interfering with my joy of parenting. Lately there seems to be more than usual unhelpful head chatter.
So I rolled out my yoga mat, lit a candle and stood on the edge of my mat in Tadasana (Mountain Pose). I looked out through our big glass doors into our garden. The sun was beginning to set and I could see huge dark clouds filling the sky behind our old magical pine tree. I stood there in the twilight and was totally overtaken by emotion. My eyes were filled with enormous tears, my throat with huge sobs and I literally felt my feet were glued to my mat. I was paralyzed by this vast well of emotion. I could hear the song It’s in the rain. It felt so perfect. My little muchkin had again acted as a medium to help me go deeper into myself. I just sobbed.







