Now that I'm a mother, my view of the world and the way that I cope with it have all been turned upside down. Then infant toys and dirty laundry have been thrown on top of it.
Although I enjoy speaking publicly and am outgoing in my offerings I am truly an introvert when it comes to my own self-care. My whole life I've coveted and protected my alone time. The way that I've worked through most things was to practice yoga in solace, journal and meditate. These days I'm never alone aside from a few spare moments in commute to and from my yoga classes.
This new life as a mother is making me change the way I do spiritual work for myself. I've had to learn that I can find clarity and get answers in a different way now. My yoga practice is almost always accompanied by my sweet boy who is rolling around the floor, smiling and craving engagement. I've had to learn to talk things through with my husband and family more often now rather than journal by myself. It's required me to crack open my shell, allow myself to be seen in new and different ways, and dare I admit....to ask for help!
One of my close friends and I were fortunate enough to give birth to our sons on the exact same day. We both share in the strong desire for healthy movement, yoga and self-care. Recently, we decided our sons were old enough to start doing a self-care swap. Where I watch her child for a couple of hours so she can practice and vice versa.
After dropping off my son for our first swap last week I came home to my warm yoga studio, set out my props and put on my favorite heart-inspired playlist. I sat for a few moments of breathing practice then dove into moving. Like a tidal wave I found myself shaking, breathing and crying. I could have chosen to stuff the emotions down but I decided to feel them. As I continued on in my practice different messages started bubbling up to the surface.
I realized for the first time since my son was born I was alone and wasn't working. The studio and whole house were empty. My music was blaring and my body was so organically moving in exactly the ways that it needed. Ujjayi breath was steadily and rhythmically streaming in and out. In that moment I knew... I had come home to myself.
I share this experience with you because I know that so many of you like me struggle to find time for your self-care. Make a way for it friends you will always be grateful you did! What do you do that brings you home to yourself?
Keri Marino is an internationally Registered Yoga Teacher and Yoga Therapist. She owns and operates Yoga Unique offering Yoga Therapy, Classes, Workshops and Yoga products. It is her mission to empower others to have improved quality of life through the practice of Yoga!
I'm a Yoga Therapist, Teacher & Mama Bear who is all in on mindful authentic living. This blog is a collection of my passion for all things yoga, nutrition, health and cooking. Subscribe to the blog for monthly goodies delivered right to your email!