Love in the Time of Corona

Wow, so much has changed since last month. More than I possibly ever could have imagined. I laughed as I logged in to write my monthly blog post and caught sight of the post I wrote last month. Letting Go of Busy. Hah! I think it’s safe to say with a shelter in place order in effect my busy days are over for now.

My husband and I are both home. He already works from home so that was fortuitous and I have been able to adjust my schedule to do my work by phone. It’s not the best use of my social worker connecting skills but currently it’s safest for me, baby, my patients and their families. We are both grateful to have work and have each other during this time.

Tomorrow is my husband and my 5 year anniversary of marriage and 11 years of being together. We had plans to take a little staycation/babymoon trip but that, like so many other things, has been cancelled. Instead we might order take out for the first time in awhile and have a picnic at home. We made the abrupt switch from eating out many a night (my motivation to cook and sometimes even just eat has been low throughout this pregnancy) to cooking in for every meal.

We already spend a lot of time together but we realize that we’re pretty good quarantine partners. Things haven’t exactly been low stress but we have not had any disagreements or cross words. The uncertainty of the future makes me nervous for so many reasons but for now I am counting my blessings. Our quarantine-aversary will be one for the books for sure. I haven’t quite wrapped my brain around bringing a baby into this brave new world we will hopefully emerge into, but I trust she has a plan for herself and our growing family.

I’ll leave you with 4 tips shared by trauma researcher Bessel van der Kolk about getting through this time. I found it to be helpful. 1. Structure (try to stick to a schedule) 2. Connection (reach out and use the technology we have…hello zoom party!) 3. Movement (yoga, walk, stretch, dance) 4. Practice Competencies (we are all good at something, practice that as much as you can)

Letting Go of Busy

It’s not uncommon for me to have multiple things going on at once. More than one job, more than one project, definitely more than one book on my nightstand. Generally it fuels me, although I have also been known to bite off more than I can safely and effectively chew.

Last year I decided to take a break from teaching Reiki, something I really enjoy. It was a decision that was easy and difficult at the same time. Easy because I knew it needed to happen but difficult because it meant giving up an activity that provides a lot of joy and nourishment.

I also went through the IVF process last year which is a shit show (definitely the proper technical term) when it comes to stress, anxiety and emotions. And it worked! Worth all the shots and nerves and tears because I am now growing a human which I sometimes still can’t wrap my brain around (as she moves and kicks while I write this)

I had a vision for how my time before the baby arrives would go. I wanted to teach a class series I enjoy one last time, maybe take on a new client or two, continue delivering podcasts and virtual new moon circles, resume Reiki teaching and take a prenatal teacher training course.

So far I have completed my prenatal teacher training, which was great. The rest of it has fallen to the wayside due to being too sick, tired or overwhelmed. I still have some months left and I don’t know exactly what they will bring but I have to be ok with letting go of any expectations.

I had so little control over the process of conceiving and I know both birthing and parenting will bring that same lack of control. It seems the best course of action, the one I am being thrown into whether I like it or not, is to just go with the flow. And right now the flow is saying back off, lay low, get by.

And so for now, I am letting go of planning the next thing while navigating 5 other things already in process. Here’s to hoping it’s good practice for what’s to come.

Half Way There

I hit 20 weeks on Wednesday in this pregnancy I wasn’t sure I would ever get the chance to experience. It’s a miracle and I am grateful everyday but it definitely hasn’t been easy. Nausea, vomiting, fatigue and so much anxiety. Just getting through the day has been my goal most of the time. But I would take this over the struggles and sadness of infertility 100 times over. I had hoped since conceiving was so challenging I might have an easy breezy pregnancy, but there have been an abundance of lessons each step of the way and this part of the journey is no different.

I also had an expectation this period of gestation would be magical and creative and beautiful. I have seen small glimmers of this but so far it has mostly been an exercise in survival. But I often remind myself I am creating a life, what is more magical and creative and beautiful than that?!

Honestly most of the time it still feels unreal that I am growing a human after so much disappointment. The moments I really tune into the magic of all of this, I am moved to tears of joy that she chose me and her dad. We have been waiting a long time for her appearance in our lives and we can’t wait to meet her.

Surrender & Heal

My words for 2019 were Surrender & Heal. Reflecting back on this year there are so many different emotions. In one way it was the hardest year and in others it was the most magical. Either way it feels good to honor this year for what it was and usher in this next year with open arms and hopeful excitement.

Surrender

The biggest area of life that required my full surrender (or at least my very best attempt at it!) was the area of my fertility. My husband and I have been trying to get pregnant for 5 and 1/2 years. It has been a long and arduous and extremely sad and frustrating journey. I always had this trust in my body that she would know what to do and really tried to honor that as best as I could. I honestly tried every single holistic remedy and service that I could get my hands on. We tried Western medicine too to no avail. IVF was the last option and one I wasn’t super comfortable with. It’s very expensive, exposes your body to lots of hormones and isn’t guaranteed. But after so long without any success I decided to surrender to this option to grow our family and IT FREAKING WORKED! I don’t think I will ever get over it. It worked. I’m pregnant. Something I thought that might never happen for me. I won’t get into the ins and outs of it but there are plenty of calls for surrender throughout the whole IVF process (which is multi layered and full of unpredictability) And then once I got pregnant I had to surrender some more. Worries in between ultrasounds, throwing my perfect diet out the window and eating all the carbs, feeling sick pretty much of the time (even still in my second trimester). So many lessons in surrender that I am sure will support my next journey into motherhood. This year my husband also got very sick. Earlier in the year we spent 3 separate evenings in the ER with undetermined symptoms and no remedy in sight. It’s such a helpless feeling to have someone you love suffering. But we both got through it and while he is definitely not back to normal, he has seen some improvements fortunately. I took a break from teaching reiki and leading other workshops and retreats this year. Teaching is a part of my work that brings me great pleasure but I knew I needed to take a break so that I could focus on my new house and my goal to get pregnant. It felt right and I’m really glad I did it. I don’t know what the future holds either, I may not be able to get back to it for some time and I’m ok surrendering to the unknown. Work brought forth some changes in the way of the department I was working for, the nature of my position and my supervisor. Not all were welcome changes but I rolled with them nonetheless. It’s the least I can do for my patients who deal with having to surrender to the end of life process every day. I launched a Patreon for Wildish Wise Women that has not blossomed the way I envisioned it. Sometimes the best laid plans don’t pan out and it’s ok to surrender to a different plan.

Heal

I suppose it might go without saying that getting pregnant has healed my heart to some extent. I will have to reflect back once she is here, but there is honestly still so much pain surrounding this area of life and hopefully more opportunity for healing. I continued to get regular acupuncture this year and that helped my nerves and I think contributed to my IVF success. I made a point to spend time drumming and dancing whether it be with the women’s drum circle or with the early morning dance party that is Daybreaker. More embodiment supported my healing on many different levels. I completed levels 1 and 2 of Phoenix Rising Yoga Therapy training and it was as much for me as it will serve my work for others. I also received a few sessions which were informative and helpful. My husband and I took a train trip to Portland to celebrate 10 years together and 4 years married. It’s always healing to spend one on one quality time with him (an important reminder we are hoping to carry into parenthood) That Patreon that didn’t exactly launch did produce some lovely virtual circles that although small were very healing. I spent most of this year gluten free which helped my gut heal (see surrender for throwing it all out the window with pregnancy) I got my inbox to zero at the beginning of the year and have kept it that way! I had no idea how much 4000+ emails were weighing on me until they were gone. I bought and kept plants alive in my new house. This was huge for me and so fun to learn and grow along with my plant babies. A spa day and some other travel with my mama is always a healing experience.

I hope you are able to reflect on your 2019 and all that it brought you and taught you. I find this ritual to be an important one for me and a nice way to wrap up the year. What’s coming through for me in 2020 is “Lean in” I look forward to embracing this and watching it unfold. Here’s to a new decade and a new life that I have been anticipating for many years.

Happy New Year from me and my fancy jammies and sparkling cider

2009-2019

As we near the end of this decade, the idea of the 10 year challenge has been popping up online. Folks are posting a photo of themselves in 2009 and then one in 2019 with a reflection on how things have changed and maybe how they have stayed the same. Because my husband and I celebrated 10 years together earlier this year, it’s been on my mind to share about us versus just me. Ten years is a solid amount of time to spend with someone. I’m grateful for our partnership and look forward to the next 10+. I love that he recently commented that we haven’t aged that much. It’s a sweet thought but when I look back on who we were 10 years ago, the fact that we have aged is a blessing to me.

I certainly didn’t see myself allowing this type of love. I was weary of love and marriage but it’s been the best thing ever and has enhanced my life immensely. It’s not been without it’s challenges though. Some of which have been welcome challenges and a large part of much needed growth. Some, on the other hand I wish we could have avoided altogether. Life often throws as many curveballs as it does blessings.

When I met my husband I was 26 and told him that I had pictured myself being married and pregnant by the time I was 27. By the way, mentioning that to him on our third date went over like a lead balloon. But if you know me at all, you know I am not known for my tact or ability to filter myself. The universe certainly had other things in mind and nothing went to any sort of plan I had laid out. But, it’s all been perfect and just the way it was meant to unfold.

I’m glad we have grown together, explored together and given each other the freedom to evolve separately. We have experienced triumph and tribulation, joy and sadness, silliness and strife and I still choose you every day. This life is a trip so it’s best if you find someone who you can travel well with. To the next 10 years!

Jolly Holiday

I love dressing up. Not just for Halloween but for any party or event. My husband and I have a costume closet in our house that we add things to each time we create something new. It’s fun to always have a last minute costume to throw together. I’ve had Mary Poppins on the mind for a few years and it was fun to make it happen this year. I love the way she makes average things seem magical; a quality I think we could all benefit from having in our lives. It’s also a major bonus that she sings all the time. I honestly think everything would be better if we lived inside of a musical. Can you imagine the fun if there was a song and dance break during work, while you were grocery shopping or even in moments of conflict. And who doesn’t love a spoonful of sugar be it literal or figurative. What are some ways you can bring more magic into your life? How can you let in more sweetness and more song and dance?

Happy Halloween!

How to Date Yourself

When was the last time you took yourself out on a date? It doesn’t have to be anything fancy, just a quiet place and some dedicated time to self reflect. Yesterday was the new moon and after the light dusting of rain we got, the coast was clear and beautiful. I had a delicious healthy lunch, spent time meditating by the ocean, did some art and shopped for my Halloween costume. The moon cycles are a great way to set a monthly date with yourself. Mark down the new moon or full moon as your day to spend with yourself and stick with it as a self care practice. Life pulls us in a lot of different directions and we are often the ones who suffer. In my experience we are more likely to let ourselves down before we will do that to another person or obligation. It’s not selfish to put ourselves first and a monthly date is a great way to practice this. I also hosted by monthly new moon circle that night and it was the perfect end to the day. Join the Patreon community to connect in our next circle 10/27/19 and mark your calendar for a date with yourself! Everyone benefits when we take good care of ourselves.

Monthly Musings

We are at the end of August which I can hardly believe. Time is a funny thing. My commitment to myself and my website is at least one post per month. But, I find myself at the end of a month without anything specific to say. Of course there is plenty going on in the world and in my own life but nothing is standing out as important to share. I find myself straddling a fine line between anxiety and gratitude, unfulfilled desires and unending joy. The juxtaposition is both beautiful and challenging, expected and frustrating. So I will share an article that was recently released detailing the specifics about my business. My wish is to support people in understanding their body and finding moments of clarity and deep connection. May we all have the time and space to explore our highest potential.

http://sdvoyager.com/interview/conversations-inspiring-jesalyn-eatchel/

Anti Antiperspirant Anniversary

photo by Darci Fontenot who most certainly smoothed over my pits in editing since they were flaring up at the time this photo was taken.

This month marks one year since I stopped using antiperspirant. That may not seem like such a big deal but it has been for me. I have tried to keep my beauty routine as close to clean and green as possible since college. My roommate probably thought I was nuts when I unfurled my cruelty free pocket list at Target (this was before the “there’s an app for that” phenomenon) to make sure my shampoo wasn’t tested on animals. For me it started as an extension of eating vegetarian and has evolved as I have learned more. Your skin in the largest organ in your body so it only makes sense not to slather yourself with toxic chemicals that will go directly into your blood stream. I am a super sweaty stinky girl though and I just wasn’t able to find any deodorant that worked. I would try a natural product for a few weeks, maybe a month at a time. At first things would be fine but inevitably I would smell like a garbage can and have to go back to the regular stuff. Last year I started working with an acupuncturist and he not only recommended I clean up my diet a bit but also suggested I get rid of the yucky antiperspirant for good. I was nervous to try again but I knew it was important. And if I’m honest, even with the antiperspirant I was using, I still didn’t smell great a lot of the time. I figured I didn’t have much to lose so I went for it (in the heat of summer no less). I’m here to say it was not without it’s challenges but I am on the other side and grateful that I stuck with it. I got a pretty gnarly rash, which I am learning may have actually been from the heat and not from the baking soda. I was not willing to back down and kept going despite the warning to discontinue use if rash appears. For me what has worked this past year is Primal Pit Paste, we prefer the jars that you have a smear on yourself versus the sticks. After doing their pit detox, I now use their baking soda formula and (bless his heart for doing this with me) my husband uses the sensitive skin magnesium formula without baking soda. This is not sponsored in any way but since it has worked for me I might as well spread the love. I was just going to post this on social media but felt like is deserved it’s own separate blog post. I guess if there’s a moral to this story it would be, keep going even if you think you have tried everything. I figured I would never find a natural product that worked but here I am a year later.

Cheers to aluminum free pits that don’t smell like trash (most of the time anyway!)

An Ode to My Backyard

I’ve been spending a lot of time in my backyard lately. The weather is warming (although we are definitely experiencing some June gloom in San Diego) and I love the opportunity to get outside first thing in the morning. It’s where I do my morning meditation and movement practice which is looking less and less like yoga as time passes. I have a super inspiring podcast interview coming soon by a woman who writes poetry. I tried my hand at some the other morning because as she mentioned in the episode, the only way to write is to start writing. Look for her interview next month on Wildish Wise Women. There are lots of other neat things coming to that space which I am excited to share soon.

An Ode to My Backyard

Breathe in the birdsong of the morning
Let it wash over your tired soul
Goodness knows this is not where you thought you would be
Breathe it in anyway

Feel the pulse of the Earth
Her heart beats steadily through pain and destruction 
Even the sick or injured bird still sings a song.