23/11/2025
On the day of my mum’s funeral I had missed a course in Oxford that I had booked myself onto. It was hosted by one of my favourite teachers Dr. Arielle Schwartz whom I have done previous somatic therapy trainings with. It was a 2 day course on Applied Polyvagal Theory in Yoga an immersive therapeutic journey. In order to pass this wisdom onto my therapy clients as well as benefiting from practicing those techniques as well.
Fast forward to today I just signed up to a shorter online course to compensate for missing that one, called Post-traumatic growth and yoga: A trauma-informed path to nervous system regulation.
It commences with Dr. Arielle Schwartz reading a poem that she had written and it truly resonated with my experience. There is an old saying that the more your heart gets broken the bigger it gets, I think it comes from the Sufi tradition. So with grief it can awaken one to the gift of life and spirituality and a greater capacity for love.
“Weighed down,
Anchored like a ship in the harbour, this grief, a contraction condensed around my heart.
No , I am not abandoned here. Rather, I am tethered to all that exists. All that has ever existed. I am filled with purpose, drawn to the tender not so distinct edges of where my heart meets the heart of the world. For a moment beating as one the ache moves carries me in waves pulsations of the divine. What is dying is the illusion of abandonment and should I forget this truth in a world so vast. There is always the invitation to be reborn into this love, again and again breath by breath.”