Everyone else’s days were well nourished, and cared for. But as you fill these moments caring for everyone else, I stopped the important tasks that I need in MY day. 

How do I create this circle with the women in my life who I am close with?  Why do I NOT have this circle of women to call my own?  

I am going to create just this. 

This past weekend I was given the space to be a student and embark upon a three-day training with a focus of Trauma-Informed Yoga, with Racehel Marrow, of the Body Mind Being Institute. I wasn’t sure what to expect, other than that I knew I needed to do this training.  What I discovered- my intuition was right!

Historically, a midwife was a woman whose profession was to support other women through transitions.  We typically think of the transition from maiden to mother.  But what about the next transition?  Who is our support team from motherhood to crone?

Tonight, as the sun begins to set, the spring peepers will begin their sweet chorus.  As one of the harbingers of spring, I too feel the transition of spring.  Every night as the sun is setting I swear their orchestra is growing.  Last weekend, it was an exciting rush to the door- “Do you hear that?!  The frogs are back!” Now day, after day, their numbers are growing to what will be a crescendo of thousands.

Like a long sit meditation, for most of us it's just not a feasible.   

This got me to thinking about what are the real tangible ways that I could have supported these women and all of the people around me to balance their nervous system and that brought me to the 2-Minute Meditation.  

14 hours of stoking the fire, children playing, dads chopping wood, moms going out for walks, meals shared, plans made and friendships deepened, drip by drip.  Just as the buckets drop glorious sap one drip at a time, bonds of community are also formed.

So often, we forget that asking for help or creating support for ourselves is not a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength! These structures may be physical or emotional. They may be a practice or a person.  No matter the support- lean on it, it may be just what you need to make it through this season of change. 

Recently, I began to think of the starter truly as a person.  How much care and energy I place in making sure all conditions are just right for growth.  How I must change my actions to create the best outcomes.  

Why do we not honor those changes within?

I am so grateful for nature’s intent.  She forced us home, with no obligations.  She forced us together, to lay only the best of plans.