Luminous Lotus~ This blog is a way for me to share my experiences and musings on life, motherhood and yoga and all that I am learning along the way with others.
I am a mother, a writer, a teacher and a firm believer in listening to and following your heart. I truly believe that each and every one of us has something unique and valuable to offer the world. Our work here is to discover our gifts and make use of them for the greater good of all. I believe my children are my greatest teachers. Through their eyes, I see the beauty and wonder of the world, and I find within me the desire to do better and the capacity to love better. I believe that life is a grand adventure, a great teacher, and a gift. I wake each and every day with a want in my heart to do good in the world. I am a healer. I am a giver. I am here to make myself and the world over for the better. I believe that this is a powerful time of awakening and change. This is the time to know and reveal our gifts and to give out as much of ourselves as we can to each other. It is a time of creation, manifestation, joy and wonder. Bare yourself and be vulnerable. Be willing to love with all that you've got. Be free of fear and do good NOW!
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I've been pretty quite on here as of late as we were busy with the end of summer travel and all the work leading up to beginning a new homeschool year. Instead of going with Jason and the kids to Colorado to visit for a week with family, I decided to stay back and prepare for the Restorative Yoga and Acupuncture Restshop my friend Maryann and I were offering. And I also wanted to have time for myself to regroup some and get organized for homeschool.
Though I would like to say that all my hard work preparing for our new homeschool 'year' has paid off, I'm not sure that I can. I can say that it helped in regard to feeling ready to teach the kids yoga and mindfulness class with the CREDO Homeschoolers Co-Op. As far as school at home with my kids, we are still trying to find what works and it has not been easy. There have been some decent days in there, but most days feel like they drag and the kids have not been eager to participate or cooperate in their own learning.…
It's late. Everyone else is asleep. I should be in bed too as I've been so bone tired and worn down. But I can't sleep with all these thoughts and worries whirling through my head. And as much as I want to sleep, I also need to say what's bothering me out loud. I feel I need to out myself, to express myself because there's this part of me that is not being expressed or acknowledged or shown. And I am tired of holding it in, of saying nothing because every night I stumble to my bed heavy with exhaustion and a brain that hurts, too tired to sit down and write what I know needs to be written.
For at least 3 weeks now, I have struggled with a strange anger and sadness and guilt and, I think, depression. I think I may be in a depression because I have cried everyday for at least three weeks. Crying is not unusual for me as I cry when I feel overwhelmed, angry, or tired. But the fact that I have yelled at my kids and cried at least once everyday for the last 3 weeks…
I want you all to know how much lighter I feel after sharing here on my blog. I felt a major shift after doing so. It was kind of a scary thing to do. I wondered and worried if I was over sharing, or if this kind of sharing was really necessary. I realize now, though, that it was necessary for me to write, to share, to open in that way. I needed to get those words out, those heavy feelings out because I had been holding them in and down for far too long. I guess I assumed that the healing would magically happen on it's own, that those feelings would eventually just quietly go away. Instead, they cried their way out, yelled their way out, and wrote their way out as they needed to. And here I thought I could skip the work. Of course, that is not possible.
Since sharing that post publicly, I have been blown away by the outpouring of love and support and also a little freaked out.
I got a little freaked out worrying that people were thinking that my life is crazy hard and horrible…