This is such an incredibly beautiful piece of writing, it spoke to every cell! I know deeply the strong push/pull of the invisible thread between myself and my babies — at the same craving some space to reorient myself but at the same time never wanting them to be too far away. I have also felt the shift in my yoga practice (along with everything else in life!), the outward shape seems less important, I now seem to move from some place within and I feel *everything* a whole lot more... And yes to the many layers of surrender — I find it to be a constant unravelling and softening of my edges as I learn that despite all the holding, sometimes I need to let go...
"Motherhood is a constant state of grief... You celebrate the first step while simultaneously mourning the last crawl" my heart <33
This is such an incredibly beautiful piece of writing, it spoke to every cell! I know deeply the strong push/pull of the invisible thread between myself and my babies — at the same craving some space to reorient myself but at the same time never wanting them to be too far away. I have also felt the shift in my yoga practice (along with everything else in life!), the outward shape seems less important, I now seem to move from some place within and I feel *everything* a whole lot more... And yes to the many layers of surrender — I find it to be a constant unravelling and softening of my edges as I learn that despite all the holding, sometimes I need to let go...
Oh the changing bodies and minds we inhabit! So wild.