Untangling knots

Navigating divorce, through a teenagers eyes & healing movement, every week - movement medicine.

Movement.

The flowing, turning, weaving way of untangling knots. The deep thaw.

The way in which we can turn ourselves from being a hard unfeeling, numb, breath caught block of ice

To

Back home in your body, everything’s ok, sigh of relief.

If we put our minds and body and heart into it the process of getting unstuck can take as little as 20 minutes. You just need the right tools.

Tomorrow I begin teaching online, a gentle movement practice. Come and check it out.

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WHAT I TEACH …

I teach what I know from being an osteopath - how to untangle knots and soothe your nervous system and get your blood flowing and your whole body breathing.

If there’s something I know how to do it’s to restore health through gentle movement.

Will you join me? Here’s the link to do just that: https://members.lucypaget.com/newyear

Writing About Divorce

My daughter wrote something that humbled me … and filled me with relief and gratitude.

Nina was asked to write something about her life for the start of the school year last week.

“Mummy. I’m going to write about my experience of your and Daddy’s divorce.” She said.

Oh shit! I thought.

The next day she asked me if I wanted to hear what she’d written. With trepidation I paused and nodded. After listening I decided I wanted to share this because Ed, my x, and I worked hard to do our best moving through the (hard) process of ending our marriage. The work isn’t easy but it’s important.

My Experience With Divorced Parents,

by Nina Paget

About 4 years ago my parents took me and my younger brother on a trip around the world. I didn’t know this, but the purpose of that trip was to look at a different country to live in (we didn't end up moving anywhere). By the time we got back they had decided. Decided it was time to sit me and my brother down and tell us that they didn’t want to be together anymore. That was it. No fighting, no crying, no big dramatic scene. They told us they were going to make this change as easy for us as possible.

A few months later they no longer lived together. They lived in separate houses, but they stuck to their word and rented houses right next to each other to make the change easier on us. Half a week with mom, half a week with dad, but If I forget to get something, the other house was just there, across the street.

Sometimes I marvel about how lucky I am. I watch the movies about the kids whose parents fight all the time, or one abandons them and messes them up forever, and I am forever grateful for my parents. My parents are each other's best friends. Even now 4 years later when my moms house is half an hour away instead of right next to my dads, they still don’t fight. They still try to make it as easy for me and my brother as possible.

Sending love,

Lucy