Processing Grief, Reclaiming Vitality
One of my teachers recently shared, “You were created to be seen, not to be shadowed”.
It is in this spirit that we will come together as a community and open to the untold stories of grief in our bodies. There will be space for quiet reflection, as well as an opportunity to share with and listen to others. In moments of seeing and being seen, sometimes a weight can be lifted even if briefly. In that space, we may catch a glimpse of something different or new.
Our time will begin with arriving and establishing the container of community. I will offer orientation around resourcing, the stages of grief that we may encounter, and feeling where and how grief may reside in our body. Grief is not something to overcome, it is an essential part of our human existence that we can learn to slowly befriend as we are ready. I will be weaving together principles of iRest® yoga nidra and Somatic Experiencing™ for our time together. Practice will include short meditations, brief movement, a longer iRest yoga nidra, and reflections to close. This will be limited to eight participants.
Processing Grief & Reclaiming Vitality for the New Year
While every day has the potential to be a fresh start, the new year is an opportune time to gather, reflect, and orient to the present and the future. Taking time to feel what has passed and changed, and what remains also makes room for that which is yet to come. Here, we can pause to remember what is meaningful, and what makes our hearts come alive. Hope is a natural part of our human terrain, and when space and time are available, we can allow ourselves to be moved by this too.
During this workshop, I invite you into a circle of community to connect, reflect, listen and share. I will offer brief meditations with a longer yoga nidra practice to close. Please bring a journal to write or draw, and, if you’d like, any objects that may hold meaning for you.
I welcome you exactly as you are, and look forward to where we may journey together.
“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all ~ Emily Dickinson