My mindset has been all over the place. I am finally realizing and becoming aware that I need to pay attention to nurturing my mind and bring it back to balance. Maybe its the third pregnancy? My physical body can handle it but my mind knows WAY to much at this point. Like how deep my love has grown for my two beautiful children. How my heart aches when they are sick or upset. How beautiful my relationship with my husband has become as I watch him be an excellent father. Or how precious time is and how fast it goes by. Or how damn hard it is to get anything done in my personal life because my energy is consumed by my kids alot of the time. Or how the level of noise in my house has reached a decibel that is almost out of range. Or how I’ve been stretched as a person, a woman and a wife to meet the needs of the people I love. How rich my perspective on life has become just by witnessing my children grow and learn and explore the world around us. How many deep questions I’ve answered from their tiny little minds about big ideas and life itself. I do, I know too much.
My mind knows how beautiful and fragile life is. I feel my mind starting to panic with how much I have to lose now. I have opened my heart and its vulnerable. My mind needs distraction and order. So I ignore the fears and anxieties and push through. Until I can’t ignore it anymore. I have felt the old familiar feelings of anxiety, overwhelm, irrational fear and panic come back into my life… the same fears I felt during other major life transitions (moving cross country, getting married, starting grad school, etc). The feeling of not being entirely safe in my own skin. Its anxiety. Its awful. But here’s what I’m learning… there is a way out. There is always a way through and out. Want to know how? Its so simple that I avoided it for way to long.
Its through the BREATH. your BREATH is the way out.
Your body’s natural state is to be relaxed. It is natural + safe to feel relaxed. We need to allow ourselves to let go. The root cause of my anxiety is not allowing myself to relax and let go. Imagine being dragged out in a strong ocean current and being way to far from shore… the waves are big and are enveloping you, and you are panicked and fighting to hold on, you are struggling to swim and to fight the huge powerful ocean. Yet the only way to truly get to safety is to let go, stop the fight and surrender. Allow the waves to carry you safely back to shore. Stop wasting your energy on fighting the waves and give in. This is the perfect metaphor for labor by the way and its interesting that I am just now putting all this together.
Divine timing is real. The universe always has your best interest in mind, the universe always has your back if you just stop fighting. I have surrendered to my anxiety. I have called it by name and I am now in the process of releasing it. Even at the height of it I can see a glimpse of peace and calm right around the corner. Here’s what I’ve been doing: