In alignment with the recent full moon, I've been thinking a lot about release. Release in the many ways our bodies do what it needs to get what it no longer can hold out.
Release can be tears
Release can be movement
Release can be purging
Release can be screams
Release can be sweat
Release can be orgasm
Release can be laughter
Release is surrender
Some releases are cathartic, other releases are painful.
Illness is also release. I caught a virus recently and my body took its sweet time releasing it. It’s interesting how catching a bug these days becomes so riddled in shame. Like you must have done something wrong and have caused harm to yourself and now somehow are deserving of sickness. More ways we have become unkind to ourselves. You are deserving of grace, as is your body. Illness is the body fighting for you and trying to speak to you. What was my body holding? Better yet, what was fighting so hard, so symbolically to come out?
On the phone with a friend, they asked, “what is your body trying to tell you?” a question I had been avoiding. Later in the day, on the phone with another friend, she asked “have you made space for a new story?” (I am grateful for friends who ask good questions). These two questions lead me to what my body had been trying to tell me. There is an old, ugly story, one that causes you great pain and inner conflict that needs to come out, that needs to be set free. One rooted in unworthiness, undeservingness, and shame. One that leads to the mistreatment of self and makes me less caring of what I am putting in my body. A story the body no longer has space for, one that can not live here anymore. It is asking for change. It is asking for space to create a new story, a new life.
Release so you can forgive
so you can move forward
so you can realign
As a doula I have witnessed many births, but none compare to the number of births I have witnessed myself go through. Every month a new cycle, a new birth. And the more you resist birth, the more you resist the transition from one state of being to the next, the harder and more painful that birth will be. Open your body to release.
Surrender. Surrender to a new life.
Your new life will cost you your old one. And with that some of the people, places and beliefs you have come to know as Home. This process of release is much more taxing on the body. It is upheaval on the root level. Your roots are being lifted so you can be replanted. I type this as I am looking at my plant who has outgrown her current home and is ready to be repotted. She, too, has patiently allowed infection to release from her roots. Trust nature to reflect truth.
It is normal to want to rush the process of release. To get through the painful part as fast as possible. Believe me, I know. The Aries in me likes to do things fast, and wants quick results. But I have been surrendering to the slow, allowing a process to be what it is. No matter how quickly I want to be on the other side of it. Healing takes time. Rootwork takes time. The deeper the story that plagues the longer it takes to surface and the more pronounced the release. Give your body the time it deserves. Allow your release, whatever it is, to be.
This full moon I am releasing fear to make space for faith. What are you releasing? What are you making space for?
All of this!🙏🏽❤️ I so needed this reminder, thank you for sharing!😘