My recovery strategy
Usually I’m fortunate to go and see family in August. It’s a beautiful month both in Sweden and in the rest of Europe. This year everything is different. For everyone. Knowing that I am fortunate to have the things I have: love, food, a roof over my head and sweet little Zola (who has completely taken over the house!), there are things that have demanded more awareness, in contrast to the state of being right now. It’s the distance to people and how much it affects us. Or is it just me? I miss my family and things like being able to just go out and teach my class to a full room of students. I miss the traveling. Most of all, I guess I just miss a normal, whatever that is.
Being in a space like this forces me to grow. I have to get used to figuring out how to make it work. Sit with the feelings of sadness, and feelings of missing the family. Crafting new ideas and ways of having a day, a week, a month. I’m so thankful to be able to do some really deep work on my passion. Over the last week, I finished the last module of my YTT (Yoga Teacher Training) with my Swedish teacher Magnus Ringberg, and it has been one of those experiences that open my mind and heart. Being a student has been challenging, and I feel with all the kids that have to do their year on a screen! Being a student has also allowed me to step outside of my covid thoughts and fill my being with new sparks of inspiration and knowledge. A perfect time to study! In all honestly, I’ve finding the most surprising “teachers” during this time. Who knew?! Our puppy Zola, who teaches me that living in the moment is all there is. The West Wing (yes we are plowing through it!), that being a pluralist is the only way to be. Too much of anything is just too much: solitude, news, heat, covid, politics, etc.
My time with covid was both mild and intense. For me the worst part has been the post-covid recovery process. My symptoms have been lingering in the background, as if to remind me that health really is wealth. As if I didn’t know and celebrate that fact every single day. I have also developed something called Parosmia, which I hope will not stick with me forever, but I can tell you that it shines a huge spotlight on HOW GOOD I REMEMBER FOOD tasting! Enjoy your chocolate people! or, you know, whatever that thing is that you love enjoying. There is an opportunity there, find it.
My recovery strategy has been to while quieting down, be mindful of the changes of life. They will happen no matter what. We become explorers of something new in the process. Change just brings about a new way to experience the world around us. I guess we can give ourselves time to mourn something we’ve lost, but then there is no other option than celebrating that it is ever-evolving. And we get resilient. Change brings resiliency. Just like working your muscles adding resistance, new movement, and load. It brings resiliency!
So while the days, weeks and months are up and down, allow some time to mourn, and the allow more time to retry, regroup and rebuild. Recover.
What is your own recovery strategy?
Live Loud!
Tanja