By the time I became a mother at 30, I was well-versed in healing my personal anxiety. I began teaching myself mediation through books I found in the library and then when I was 19 I met my yoga teacher who also taught Zen meditation. My first experience with Zen meditation was powerful. After I got past the discomfort of stillness and silence I began having powerful visions—some I still remember to this day.
When I had my first child, I was well-practiced in maintaining my anxiety and being aware that, while it would probably never go away, it didn’t have to be something that would hold me back. Instead, it could become an asset.
Anxiety could be a spiritual antenna for me to pay attention to what circumstances don’t work for me, especially in motherhood. I could use it as a tool rather than as something that would hold me back.
In some ways, motherhood was its own spiritual awakening for me. During my pregnancy, I was also closing my business of five years and wrapping up a divorce―on top of feeling totally nauseous the whole time. It was the perfect storm to trigger anxiety.
Despite those challenges, pregnancy, birth, and motherhood felt so natural to me. This was what I was supposed to be doing―it was like the sun was rising and leaving all that destruction behind.
Of course, meditation was a huge help. But as a mother, your meditation practice changes so much. During my pregnancy, I was so nervous about not having that time to myself―and for the first few years, I never really had 20 minutes to sit in silence and stillness (as any new mom knows!). So if I did get time during one of my daughter’s longer naps, it was cherished.
I went from having a regular meditation practice to having a “meditate when you can” practice, and the sporadic schedule made my meditation an even more honored practice. It was something I got to do instead of something I just did.
Motherhood made me show up for meditation more presently―it became something I really worked at.
As a result, I felt myself becoming a more present mother and feeling more attuned to the energy of my child. In that first year, so many developmental changes are happening, and my meditation gave me a sensor to read into those changes. I even felt like it made up for the loss of sleep in a lot of ways.
I really feel as though motherhood itself is a meditation. Whether you get to sit in silence or not, you are so present―so aware of this kid―you are already in this state of awareness that meditation brings. Just by being a mom, you are meditating enough.
Whenever I’m able to find peace and stillness―no matter what may be happening in our lives―the practice kicks in. I take a deep breath and drop whatever I was doing before to be more present with my daughter. I grant myself grace when I have to multitask because I always know I can come back to that presence. For me, part of meditation is noticing that I need to take a moment to check in with myself, take a deep breath and recenter.
The good part of meditation is that there’s always more to learn. I’m continuously growing―both as a mother and a person. Even in the most chaotic moments of motherhood, there’s always a place of stillness I can come to.
The moment I became a mother was such a beautiful one―like waking up and knowing this was what I was meant to be doing. And just like meditation, it’s a practice that brings me peace every day.