Conversations by the Fire

Halfway through a Womb Surround, a circle of eight women, and my heart is quietly full. Laughter spilling out where words once couldn’t. Tears finding permission. Stillness that says more than anything spoken. Long, poignant silences and the gentle joy of unfurling. I’m in awe of the beauty this work brings... the ripples it sends outward, seen and unseen. Life moves through us like a river: marking us, shaping us, carving us open. We are born this way... initiated into life

A Somatic Path Through Resistance and Softening Gratitude... Some days it feels effortless - a state of consciousness, a natural river I can slip into with ease. Like the other morning, when out of nowhere - or at least it felt like nowhere - I stood at my window suddenly aware of how grateful I was simply to be alive. For the breath moving in my lungs. For the colours of the day rising outside my window. For the sense that, somehow, I was in right relation with Life hersel

From the stillness of the Winter Solstice to the emerging light of Imbolc, we find ourselves in what Buddhists refer to as the bardo—a...

To welcome life as it comes—its joys, its pains, its beauty, and its shadows—is an act of profound courage. This is not a practice meant...