Moving On...

Up until a few weeks ago, I hadn’t done any yoga within a span of about 2 months. I. Was. Losing. It! We moved. Which means I had to declutter, pack, move, then unpack. This was our first house. We were so grateful and happy and ready to move in. But, while they make it seem super fun and exciting on TV, the reality of it was completely stressful and more expensive than we expected. There are so many things that came up and I felt like everyday was a new storm I had to battle. The daily chores and responsibilities as a wife and a mother did not stop just because we moved. Plus with Covid and working from home while being a stay at home mom at the same time, I was on 12-hour days!

While I wanted to take time to get on my mat, I was at the point where all I could muster up was enough strength to get through the days. Anything extra that I had went to unpacking and trying to organize. This may seem unimportant but we couldn’t live in boxes forever and if I heard my husband ask me one more time where this and that was, I was going to bite his head off!

It was a crazy 2 months, and now that things are somewhat settling down I’m back on the mat and building my strength back up, both mentally and physically. Yoga is very spiritual for me. After I move, I pray. These prayers are special because my mind feels clear and I can really speak to God from the heart without letting my fears or own limitations get in the way. I feel so connected to my mind. It’s a reminder to thank Him for the little things that are stirring around in my heart.

Moving is, the pits. It takes so much time and energy. But in the end it’s always good because it helps you see how far you’ve come. It’s an easy way to create a new start or chapter in your life. This move may have been mad stressful for me, but it made me realize I am a lot tougher than I thought I was. To be able to juggle so many issues while staying strong in my faith no matter the circumstance shows me that I’ve made so much progress from that broken girl that I used to be. I reiterated that I am brave, baby, and this little birdie is ready to soar!