Over the winter season my spacious home began to feel cluttered as if the walls were caving in from a junk pile of toys. If you were to wander up to the top floor of my home you would discover a small space overlooking a beautiful window that the sun shines in through the silhouette of the trees. It was in that space my two boys played with their monster trucks and built their imaginary Lego worlds.
Yet, as time passed this winter, I would walk by this space noticing toys laying in piles accumulating dust that my boys once played with as children. This space no longer felt joyful but a depressed unwelcoming gateway leading into our bedrooms.
All winter I walked by this space feeling heavy-hearted knowing this was a graveyard of forgotten toys. I would avoid the pulling knack in my heart that I had to clear the clutter and donate it all to charity. I also knew by doing this was recognizing that my boys were no longer young children and were on the verge of becoming teenagers.
Somewhere in the past few years they have grown before my eyes becoming their own unique and determined individuals. It was I who had to come to terms that my young sons had grown up before my very eyes and with this acceptance meant letting go of the last chapter of their childhood by clearing out the wreckage of toys.
Over the weekend I made a pact to finally clear the clutter accumulated over these past few years that once brought joy, laughter, and creativity to my children. As I cleared this space over the weekend I knew a beautiful chapter of my family’s life was ending and we were shifting into new unfamiliar waters.
As a mother you always want your children to grow but there is a still always piece of your heart that longs for them to be your little child. I know that I have to slowly let go one step at a time as years go by until they grow into young men.
As my boys try to navigate the pathways of the teenage years they will have tough decisions that will lay ahead of them. As their mother I hope I continue to give them the tools to make wise choices and be compassionate towards others. I remember those discomforting murky teenage years well and for them to come out unscathed from teenager to an adult would be a miracle.
So as I hope for miracles I also realize there is freedom in the acceptance of growth and change. I have claimed their play space just for me. It is now a space that feels light and free. The perfect spot to lay a yoga matt, stretch, and meditate while learning to navigate the waters of the adolescent years.
Darcie Cameron is a RYT 200 who believes Yoga is a gift that is accessible to everyone with proper modifications, a patient smile and just taking the time to breathe. One of the greatest presents you will ever unwrap is when you connect your mind, body and spirit in perfect sync with your own breath. Connect with Darcie on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/darciecameronlovesyoga