So it is done. We moved back to Paris after 23 years living abroad. It was epic moving for wich we worked nearly 9 months.
Here are some personal experiences how yoga helps me during the transition:
1. You don’t get used to it.
It does not matter that you moved 11 times in 20 years ( not counting the appart hotels before each move), you don’t get used to it, you only get more experienced and organised. But it is always physicaly, mentaly and emotionaly draining.
How yoga helps? First, I breath. Morning, evening, and everytime I felt overwhelmed. Conscious deep breathing calme the nerves and recharge your body with energy. Pranayama is the must.
2. Say Goodbye to Friends is not easier
Actually, it is harder with each move.
I came to the point that I was seriousely thinking NOT to do the Farewell party. There is an effect of the ” snow ball”, at least for me: each Goodbye brings up from my memory and subconscious mind the previous ” separations”. I realised that it triggers as well the memory of my parent’s divorce decades ago; something to work on.
How yoga helps? No, I will not go into Detachment and Equanimity. Unless you are higly evolved yogi, which I am not, with this concept you will probably go to the repression of your emotions and denial.
To stay present to my emotions and observe them without telling myself stories about them helps. Going from engaged sad mind to neutral observer mind back and forth smooth the process.
3. Even when you are exited about a new destination, there is always a process of grief
For our kids as well as for us, adults. We have to grieve our loss: ex-home, ex-school, friends, job, city, habits, comfort zone. Telling us that we are lucky or we must be happy and content ( or telling it to our kids) does not help.
What helps is to be aware of the necessary grief and its 5 stages: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptence. It is not linear process, we migh or not experience them all or even more.
Yoga practice gives me the awareness of what is happenning inside of me. But I need to take an obligatory time for deep relaxation, in the evening time, to settle down and bring my attention back to myself as the days are full of extra demandes and distractions. Yoga Nidra can be the answer.
Being present for my children and give them space for their own grief is a bonus, but to be honnest it was a challenge for me this time.
Of course, we had a moving company and they did a great job. But moving 5 members of family and 20 years of life involved a lot of carrying, bending, lifting and twisting. It involved constant mentale focus on What, Where and When. The end of the day was richer of some muscle tension, inexpected hematoms, broken nails and heavy legs. Shoulders and neck are overextended and the brain feels like burned scrambled eggs.
Gentle Restorative Asanas in the evening and ” Bed Yoga” in the morning keeps me going.
Looking back I feel like I spent considerable time in my life by planning, organising, packing, unpacking and adapting to ” a new”. If flexibility and open mind are requiered, Love is the fuel and remedy behind the curtains. Love of and for my husband, family, friends and myself is the motivation beyond borders. And Yoga is Love in its multiple forms.