I sat with my Selves

The other day I caught a glance of mySelf in the reflection of my phone. I saw all my lines along my forehead and around my eyes. For a split second, I was self-conscious of ageing. It was one of those strange moments you have with yourself... know what I mean?

I witnessed remnants of a patriarchal culture that shames age, that’s ultimately terrified of death. Although many of my parts don't submit to this worn-out doctrine, some parts are still working through.

I sat with my Selves, held the one who was embarrassed to get old, to wear her age. And I fucking loved her. I’m so grateful to be ageing. I love every single wrinkle and every grey hair. I’m blessed with having the ability to witness mySelves, to hold my parts and learn how to love each one through my lines, my creases, and my sore shoulder. They are my whispers of sacred teachings. Reminding me of my internal work to weave all parts to dance elegantly together.

I had an epiphany recently, while sprawled on my yoga mat in the middle of my trailer. I was in frog, my parts exposed to my altar, my forehead bowed, my body shook as I humbly wept deep tears of reverence for my form.

‘THANK YOU BODY’ thank you for holding all the love, the pain, the suffering, the bliss, for FEEL-IN-G. The ecstatic frequency.

Thank you for teaching me how to BE with all of it. I’m reHumanizing. I’m ascending old ancestral patterns that have been passed down for many generations.

Thank you yoga for your lineage, for your ancient ReMemberings that the body knows,

‘The body keeps the score’ (if you’ve not read this book, I recommended it)

I read a quote earlier today about touching into the wisdom of Crone while in maiden, and mother. This wisdom is accessible all ways, we simply need to feel into our knowings. We are the wise ones, all answers are within us. Close your eyes and touch source.

You are That : Tat Tvam Asi.

“It is never too early to practice at becoming an elder. Conscious eldering is about doing the inner work, attending to the soul life before it comes to you.” Toka Pa Turner.