The beginning of my journey

I feel that my journey began a long time ago. Technically you could say it started when I was born ;). I would consider myself a person that easily gets lost. Well, I used to get lost more easily. I was always jumping from person to person for stability, emotion to emotion, etc. I easily got hurt, confused, and wounded. I remember plenty of moments when I knew that I had hit rock bottom. For some people this happens once. For me it happened multiple times. These feelings all steamed from my relationship with my mother (apart from other things). When I was younger she was my rock, my stability, who I wanted to be when I grew up. She was also an alcoholic. I was 15 the first time she went to rehab. And after that it was a whirlwind of pain and throwing blame and screaming and love(of all things) and confusion and scars. That lasted eleven years. My mother passed away July 9th, 2010; so about a year and a half ago. I miss her. It's funny, when I think back on the hardest times, the times where we screamed and cursed and banished each other from our hearts, we were never really successful. Everything that we did, from the bad to the worst, was done because we loved each other endlessly (we shared strong souls... and strong pride).
After my mother died I had a spiritual revolution. I was already a very strong person from personal work that I had done and because of my yoga practice. However, it was not until I was faced with something so tragic as my mother dying (and me having so much left unsaid) that I was pulled in a different direction. I wanted change and healing that only I could give myself with lots of work and love and support. This blog is going to be my outlet, and a way to share all the levels of healing that I have experienced. As a teacher, knowing that other spiritual seekers have gone through similar circumstances as I, it would be wrong to keep them to myself.
I call this blog "Here for the Journey", because I am not searching for a destination. I am not waiting to have a feeling of happiness that lasts forever. I am searching for "peace" (as a very wise auntie/soul-sister once reminded me of). I welcome the good and the bad with open arms knowing that all things make me who I am. I welcome comments and stories from your own life. Lets begin a journey.

"Growth hurts when you resist change, and most of us have an inclination to resist change in an attempt to remain comfortable by staying the same." -Erich Schiffman