We are enough, just as we are in this moment and we are deserving of care and love. In this way self- care is a form of radical self love. The more we nurture ourselves the more we accept ourselves without needing to fix or change. Healing happens when we let go of control and allow our own good to surface. When we surrender and let our trauma move through and out. In order for this allowing to occur we need to cultivate safe spaces for ourselves.
In Ayurveda there is a deep understanding that we are nature’s reflection. We are a microcosm of the macrocosm. The whole universe exists within us. We must hold ourselves with the same awe and reverence. We must listen deeply to the juicy aliveness of our soul. When we claim this is when the magic unfolds.
We know that we are not separate from but a part of nature. As we work to live in better alignment with this truth we also know we are not separate from each other. Community is a vital nutrient just as food and water. The age of hyper individualism must end. When we are present, we feel each other’s resonance. Our healing creates a ripple that extends far beyond us or even our conscious understanding. We are each other’s medicine.
Throughout my journey through womanhood from amenorrhea (the absence of a period) to a healthy pregnancy to postpartum healing my questioning and inner knowing was dismissed by western medicine. I survived a traumatic birth experience and obstetric violence. My healing journey has been a process of unfolding, of accessing deeper parts of myself. We must face our trauma in order to release it, but grief isn’t meant to be held alone. It is through connection to nature, the divine, ritual, meditation and beloved community that we heal. There is rupture but there is always repair. I found my medicine within holistic health and Ayurveda. I also uncovered my voice and found the courage to use it in support of others seeking healing.
When we return to our bodies we connect with the earth, with our universal selves. We celebrate the lush abundance of our being. That we are enough just in our beingness, not based on our productivity. When we nourish our bodies, this visceral knowledge grows. The ability to receive grows in right relationship to the ability to give.
I want to live in a world where we give each other permission. Permission to release the weight of grief and shame. Permission to take up space and be witnessed. To be truly seen, celebrated and held in all our complexity and imperfection. To be real, raw and messy in our humanness. We are each other’s medicine.