#NerdsUnite: Confessions of an Unwed Bride
#TalkNerdyToMeLover's Julie Wilson
 Fear.
Fear.
I’m so scared. Like panic attack scared.
When you lose your other  half, when you lose a future that was promised to you, when you wore a  ring that made you think the search was over and that your future is set  you enter a time of confusion and brokenness. You lose your life.
You watch it crumble into little pieces and then you crumble as well.
You  then lay in your bed with a blanket over your head, watch mind-numbing  TV with a hoodie protecting your tear strewn face from the world, you  eat all the ice cream in the pint, cry your heart out and work out until  you can’t move anymore.
To recover is to pick up the pieces and  put each one back together. You can easily find the pieces. But then you  may find that you just aren’t sure how to put it all back together.
That’s  where I am today. I no longer hysterically cry (umm, okay, maybe every  once in a while, but not every day). I can make it through the day  without tears streaming down my face as I hope that my (all male) co-workers don’t notice. But yet I feel as though I am carrying all of  the pieces of my life in my arms, dropping a piece here and there and  then picking them up and adding them back to the pile. I don’t know how  to put them back together. How to feel whole again. 
I have so many questions that I am asking of myself. 
What would happen if you and he did get back together? Would everyone still hate him? What will they think of me?!? 
Should I stay in LA? I can’t move back home to Florida. Should I move to a new state?
What am I doing? 
Where am I going?
Did I just waste the last 7+ years of my life?
What do I want? 
note:  I have always had a strong sense of self (or thought I did?). The fact  that I don’t know the answer to this is fucking shocking to me.
Now what?
I have answers for none of these.
This only adds to the noise inside my head.
Luckily,  I have this amazing, amazing, amazing yoga teacher. Before every class  she will talk for a few minutes about everyday life, usually tying in a  piece or element of Hindi scripture. I swear this woman somehow knows  exactly what I am going through. She’s spoken about changing bad habits  (Samskara or “brain scars”) right when I’m realizing that I can’t hang  out with my ex on a weekly basis forever. She’s told the class about the  Veil of Maya (illusion) and how when we act out of character it pulls  at our souls and makes us uncomfortable. “Wow, really lady? You don’t  say. Light bulb!” That was right when my ex and I were trying to work  things out and I did NOT trust this person and was doing things that  were extremely uncharacteristic of myself: going through his personal  stuff such as email, bank account, facebook, etc. It was through hearing  her speak that I have made some big, positive changes in my life. On  Friday I almost had a break-down due to the above questions. THE NEXT  DAY she spoke about Akhilandeshwari, The Hindu Goddess of “Never Not  Broken”.
On  Friday I almost had a break-down due to the above questions. THE NEXT  DAY she spoke about Akhilandeshwari, The Hindu Goddess of “Never Not  Broken”.
Akhilandeshwari  is a Sanskrit word; Ishwari means goddess or female power and Akhilanda  means never not broken. A play on words. A joke because even her name  is broken since it’s a double negative. 
Instead of being a weak  figure as one might presume, she actually draws her power from being  broken. She is free of Samskara. Being broken means you now have a  CHOICE on how your future plays out. You can put your puzzle pieces back  together how you want to. 
My favorite attribute of this goddess  is that she rides a crocodile. My teacher explained that the crocodile  represents our fear. She went on to explain how crocodiles kill. After  they get their prey in their jaws, they bring them into the water and  spin them around a couple of times. This completely disorients them  (which is exactly what fear does to a person).
Akhilandeshwari  embraces her fear and uses it to navigate down the river, which like  life, is always moving, always changing, always flowing. 
As I  sat on my yoga mat I learned that I can take time to just sit with my  fear and uncertainty. Maybe I don’t have to have answers to my questions  today. I don’t have to know where the river is taking me.
Be with one with your fear. 
Ride it, baby.