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The Unedited Heart: Letters on Loss

The Grief Practice: Stories of Surviving Loss & Practices for Supporting Loss

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Our practice shakes the dust stretches our fingers and our voice through the cobwebs of yesterday and haze of tomorrow until we touch the sacred ground of today . lets us metabolize the hard-to-comprehend sensations, feelings and thoughts invites us to curl up or stretch out to contain and to free with the same breath . p r a c t i c e : today, 3:30 @gatherencinitas . 📸@staceywinters

Over the phone before our first date 10 years ago I asked, "Do you like dogs? I have a dog." . Turns out he liked dogs. And kids. So we had one. . He had ACL surgery in January. It was a tough winter. We've been finding our way back to the light. The little ones (four-footed and two-footed) keep bringing us back to earth and to the question of what really matters. . When I forget what matters I ask myself: If I died tomorrow, what would I wish I had said/done/forgiven/loved today? Clarifies things real quick. ____________________ #tedandmo

Current read and so necessary for me as a human, teacher and mother. Everything is sacred and nothing is sacred. What we believe, teach and subscribe to should not be above questioning. And I'm not trying to win any popularity contests in yoga, so that gives me the freedom to dig deep, question, and most importantly, listen. #yoga

He's the reason I finished The Grief Practice. His little giggles, unlimited big love and sensitive-wild-young heart kept me plowing away night after night. I saved the first numbered copy of the book for him. Signed it and put it in his Years 1-5 box. It won't change anything about how it feels for him, but it will remind him he's not alone, that he doesn't have to grieve quietly, that his body is a superhero in his grief and that his mama is always with him, even when I'm gone. . Now that I've come up for air a bit I am fully embracing the truth that all I want to do is spend as much time with this little boy as I can, listen to his laugh and his heart beat and his exhales and let that love I've been guarding so carefully overflow. . Right now love is my practice, one that my grief prepared me for. . We shift the stigma one voice at a time. We teach people how to grieve by how we grieve. Grief is a practice of being human, not a problem to fix. . Onward we go, being the change, loving bigger, healing and growing breath by breath. . Book link is in my profile ✨ ______________________ #thisisnotadressrehearsal #motherhood #authorsofinstagram #instaauthor #writersofinstagram #grief #yoga #warwickslajolla #lajolla #writermo #wroteabook #thegriefpractice #carlsbad

Because the last thing we want is to feel trapped in a practice meant to support our freedom and expansion. . Come to class today, 3:30 @gatherencinitas (if you aren't the yoga police 👮) You can even keep your eyes open in savasana 😲 _______________________ "Meditation" section of The Grief Practice book. Link in my profile. _______________________ #takeyouryogaback #traumainformed #yoga #sandiegoyoga

I can teach you how to love and how to live but only you can find life's yeses hidden in the shadows of life's nos . I can tell you it's all gonna be alright and there's a light at the end of your tunnel but only you can brave the dark nights of your soul . I can hold your hand and stay by your side but baby that boat is still gonna rock . I can raise you right and guide you left but the middle of the road is yours to find . I can pour my heart into your melting pot of life but only you can mold it into your raison d'etre . I can build that wall or someone else will but either way you've gotta climb or dig your way to the other side . I can show you how to walk on the dark side of life but for now let's walk in the light, my son, and I'll show you how love is stronger than fear ___________________________ (...one of the 50 pages of poems/prose slated for The Unedited Heart II...)

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