Your Spiritual Practices Will Evolve in Motherhood
Motherhood savagely rips you open, takes your identity, throws you into Hell, and builds you anew. It is a wild, spiritual adventure and a true marvel to witness and experience.
Every time I have a new babe, I re-experience this dying of the old identity and inviting in of the new.
It’s magical, terrifying, horrible, and the best thing in the world.
The transition into motherhood changed me in so many ways that I was desperately grasping for something to keep me grounded, something that was still me after “losing” everything else.
My yoga practice was one of these things. I thought if I could just have my space to center and essentially become no one I could feel better
The thing is, these dang kids LOVE me and want to always be around me! This is obviously beautiful AND it is a serious challenge if you are adamant about doing all the things alone that you did before kids.
Yes, I still sometimes get solo practice. Yes, I still have some silent meditation time.
But much of the time I am aligning my chakras with screaming, laughing, and all other sorts of noises in the background.
My children are curious about my practices and they naturally want to mimic me. So sometimes my down dog includes a 3-year-old doing his best dog under me. Sometimes my tree pose is standing next to my 5-year-old’s tree. And sometimes my not-so-silent meditation includes my 6-month-old’s happy squeals.
Motherhood for me is about including these little people that came from my body in nearly everything I do (at least the bathroom is still safe!!).
As an only child who grew up never having to share a damn thing.
I am still very much learning how to share my life, my body, and my spiritual practices with other humans.
I’m grateful for the challenge. And I am open to witnessing how my practice evolves throughout motherhood.
