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Article: How to be with grief

How to be with grief
Grief

How to be with grief

Back to back, I lost my mostย beloved relationships:

my partner

the beloved yoga studio I called home for more than 7 years

my best friend

๐—œ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ปโ€™๐˜ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—น ๐—œ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ,

nearly simultaneously, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ, at the height of covid lockdown.

Veil, lifted. Much was revealed.

Several months later, my beloved furbaby Rosie, the love of my life, was diagnosed with the most aggressive and rare form of cancer -ย inside the walls of her fragile canine heart.

My heartbreak broke hers.

It broke me.

๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ - ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต -ย ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฆ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†.

The earth had been razed, barren.

I had no idea who I was without them.

My body hurt, my mind hurt.

But most of all, my heart hurt.

I was given a masterclass in what bone-deep grief feels like.

It hurt to breathe. It hurt to simply exist.

I wasnโ€™t sleeping, I gained weight, and my headaches returned.

Add to that, perimenopausal symptoms started entering the scene.

I felt lost and completely disconnected: from myself, from others, from my purpose.

(Who wouldnโ€™t โ€ฆ)

So I intuitively leaned into what I know what will always be here for me, whenever I needed it, regardless of the situation:

๐—œ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฎ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—”๐˜†๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ:

๐Ÿ’Ž I began to slowly move my body with the intention to heal
๐Ÿ’Ž I focused awareness on my breath, and nothing more
๐Ÿ’Ž I cultivated supportive morning and evening rituals
๐Ÿ’Ž I remembered who I am at my core, beyond all that shifts and changes

I leaned into the wisdom of grief, hard.

I learned to sit with the grief, be with the grief, and even welcome the grief.

I got quiet, I got curious.

I shifted from thinking with my head into feeling into my broken, shattered heart.

Sometimes our most painful situations can be our greatest teachers, if weโ€™re willing.

Time and space and perspective can offer a new lens.

Practice can help us get there.

For those of us navigating midlife, grief is often the subtle undercurrent beneath a changing body and shifting sense of Self.

โค๏ธ How do you show up for and reconnect with yourself when navigating grief and loss?
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