Meditations with Trina
My healing journey was not a straight line, it did not center around one thing, but meditation stands out as having been very important for me. I have come to know meditation as a direct connection to my Self. It is a gentle and loving self-attention, a way of making friends with the moment, a skill for living with happiness and grief, as they come and go. I feel so passionate about the role meditation plays in my life and I want to support others in finding self-nourishing practices. I hope it feels right for you to come and give meditation a try. Be gentle with yourself and enjoy.
NEW BEGINNINGS - JAN. 11, 2019
Many of us have experienced, the mixed and often overwhelming emotions of pregnancy after loss (PAL). As a member and contributor to the Carry You With Me Community, Trina Metz has shared her journey through multiple miscarriages, the loss of Summer, and her transformation with meditation as a part of her healing practice. I am honored to announce to you that our fellow brave, compassionate, caring and shining community member has recently welcomed a healthy and most precious baby girl into this world.
For the 11th of this month we have pause in our mindful meditations by Trina and wish her, Kale and sweet baby Amalia love, peace, strength and joy as they embrace each other and this new chapter. We are grateful for her gift of meditation to this community and look forward to new mindful moments in the coming months.
For today I leave you with a new blessing of joy and an encouragement to find 30 seconds in your day today.
~To breathe deeply
~To imagine a warm light within you
~To see it, feel it and imagine it expanding until it is shining from your toes and fingertips through to the top of your head.
~Release it out to your surroundings whatever they may be, and know that it is always within you to hold and shine
Quiet reflections bring new beginnings - An introduction to trina metz
Little did I know, in that quiet place of reverence, that I had three more losses to endure myself. Little did I know of my own strength and resilience, of grief, coping, isolation, how to recover the lost sense of my self, or how to put my broken parts back together.
We named her Summer for the glorious season she was with us and for all the natural beauty we see her in. Summer lived 18 weeks and 2 days and we knew she wouldn’t survive to full term. Near the end of her life, I saw butterflies around me everywhere, in places I hadn’t seen them before.