The Body Grief Journal

This isn’t the body I once knew, and most days I’m still learning how to live here. The ache, the fatigue, the unpredictability. It’s a daily practice of making peace with what is while missing what was. Some days I can meet that reality with softness. Other days, not so much. Living in a body that aches. A body that’s changing in ways that don’t feel comfortable. A disabled body that doesn’t do what I need or want it to do. One that tires too quickly, that makes enjoying thi

Winter can be tender. It can be hard. It can also be a time of honest honesty. A time of permission to move slowly. A time of remembering that we do not have to carry everything alone.

Listening to my bodymind and reclaiming space, rest, and my own pace