The Meeting of Heart and Mind with Natasha Skiba

The Meeting of Heart and Mind with Natasha Skiba Meditation and Mindfulness Teacher, Reiki Master - Natasha Skiba Currently available via skype or zoom. Sessions can be booked via direct message or email.

I run personalised meditation and mindfulness classes and workshops for groups, corporates and individual clients. I also facilitate sacred and non judgemental healing sessions to assist you in connecting your heart and mind. Distant reiki sessions currently available via skype and zoom. Soon to come all my workshops will be moving online including some new ones for mummas. I work with people in Melbourne (normally in person) and all around the world.

27/02/2026

A day in the life of a mum.

Changing activities every 5 minutes and never wanting to pack up the last one.

Sometimes coming up with a new idea before you’ve even started with their last idea 😂

Having conversations that go something like this: ‘mum, my finger smells like poo, yuck!’ 🙈

Telling you’re they’re not tired, managing to push through nap time only to fall asleep the minute you get in the car 😂

Ice cream spills on car mats (thank goodness they can be hosed down)

All chaos breaking loose right as you’re trying to cook dinner, why? 🤷‍♀️

Random messes involving wet toilet paper when you leave them for 5 minutes

Blocked drains with bandaids and other kid’s gunk.

Hearing little sister say ‘don’t worry I’ve got you’ as she hold onto big sister 🥺🥰

Big sister repeating nasty words another kid said to her at school when she was mad but actually having no idea what the meant.

Bedtime snuggles and being told you’re the best mumma in the world and nothing will ever stop them loving you. Because that’s what you’ve said to them countless times.

It’s exhausting but it’s made me grow in ways I never knew I needed to grow.

Tag another mumma who needs to know she’s not alone 💖

23/02/2026

Today we were having post nap cuddles in the car.

I got a phone call. You asked who it was.

I always be honest with you where I can .

“It was the dentist my love”

“Why?” (We are well and truly in our why phase 😅)

“You need something little done to your teeth next week.”

I felt your body change. You stiffened against me and a small whimper left your lips.

“You’re going to have a little sleep, mummy will be there before you go to sleep and there when you wake up. You will be ok”

I felt the emotions rise up in my body.

Guilt and worry.

Anxiety about how you’ll feel on the day.

I steadied my breath and kept my voice nice and low as I spoke confidently in your ear.

I’m glad you couldn’t see my eyes because I’m sure they spoke a different story.

As I stroked your hair, your hand resting on my chest. I said:

“it’s normal to be a little bit scared. That might mean your tummy feels a little funny or your heart is going boom boom boom and I tapped her chest. Is Delilah feeling any of that?”

“No mumma not right now.”

“ok well if you do or if you feel anything else you can tell me at anytime. Mumma is always here. No matter what you’re feeling.”

I felt my voice catch in my throat as my eyes glistened, my heart overflowing with love.

I felt your body soften.

You looked up at our house and said

“Mumma, our house is the best, can we paint the roof blue?”

And just like that we moved through it.

Diary of a mumma.

Thought I’d try a new series - let me know if you’d like more ‘diary of a mumma’ by liking, commenting, sharing or saving this post. ❤️

21/02/2026

I was at the park the other day and both my daughters kept yelling out

‘mumma watch me’

‘Watch me do this’

Both absolutely delighting in showing me their skills.

After completing circle of security parenting with I understand so much more about this ‘delight in me’ need in that moment.

It made me reflect on how as adults we are no different in a way.

Ultimately we all want to be seen.

Like really seen.

For who we are at our core.

Not our role as

Parents

Siblings

Partners

Friends

Daughters/Sons

Employees

It can feel vulnerable as an adult to express that though, you can’t run around like a child does saying ‘watch me’

So we subconsciously or maybe consciously put ourselves out there in real life, over text or on social media wanting someone to say

‘I see you’

We want them to delight in us

We want to know we are lovable just as we are

That we can drop the mask

Or the makeup

Or that we don’t need to dress or look a certain way

Because who we are at our core underneath all that show is brilliant, amazing and wonderful and that’s what we want to be seen for.

And it’s perfectly human to want to be seen.

Did this resonate? Please share with a friend if it did or drop me a comment below

18/02/2026

Being a mum of two has really brought me to my knees some days.

It’s meant accepting that there are moments I simply can’t meet both your needs at once.

In the early days, it meant dragging you around napping on the go to fit in your big sister’s activities…
and somehow still upsetting her because I couldn’t do the exact thing she wanted.

It meant hearing you cry for me, while I gave your sister some one-on-one time — and having to remind myself: you were safe, you were held, you were okay.

Some days I feel like I’m nailing it.

Other days my nervous system is fried from having you both talking to me at once and I never want to hear the word “mumma” again 😅
(Not really… but it feels like it.)

And then I watch you two playing together and my heart swells — love, pride, and disbelief that I got so lucky.

Mostly… I’m just tired and wondering when you’ll sleep through the night 😅

So I claw back time for myself at the end of the day when I should be asleep…
and still, I can’t imagine a world without you in it.

Happy birthday to the girl who made me a mumma for the second time.

Thank you for showing me I’m stronger — and fiercer — than I ever gave myself credit for. ❤️

12/02/2026

I missed a day of training this week.

I had a headache. I almost pushed through because that’s what I’m used to doing.

My mindset has often been unless I’m incapacitated and can’t move I should train or go to work or do the thing I’m supposed to do.

So many of us do this. So many of my clients do this.

We push through and we end up more sick.

More tired

More burnt out

Less efficient

I knew I wouldn’t be as efficient or worse injured so I didn’t go.

My body thanked me.

Come today I was ready

My mental state felt so much better for being there

I’m sure my session was better than it would have been yesterday

And more importantly I’m reminding myself that I matter.

You matter too.

Save this as your reminder for the next time you’re not well and need to listen to your body.

And stay tuned - today was 60kg - time to go up. Aiming for 100kg this year .revolution 💪

11/02/2026

Shame in kids and how it shows up.

Our sensitive kids often feel shame very easily and deeply. But it can show up as

Anger

Defiance

Rudeness

or anything else we might define as misbehaviour.

Last week J went to run across the road and another parent stopped her. I didn’t hear what they said but I called out for her to wait for me while I caught up with my youngest.

I noticed a look on her face as if she’d been told off.

As I got there I said ‘hey buddy what happened?’

‘Nothing’ she snapped.

I said ‘Next time could you make sure you wait for me please as this is a busy road.

As we were getting into the car she started

Being rude to her sister

Not listening to me

I said ‘my love, I know you might be embarrassed about what just happened..’

She cut me off ‘no I’m not’ she snapped hiding her face.

‘She was just concerned about your safety as I was I’ I said.

She snapped again and this time I decided to leave it.

It can be similar in adults. Tonight something happened to me triggering my deep shame response.

I could hear the negative self talk in my head.

Of course as an adult I was able to recognise what was going on.

But when the kids started testing me and not listening to me (witching hour).

I found myself all of a sudden yelling with ferociousness that scared me.

It was easier to yell than it was to admit how I was feeling in that moment.

It’s no different for our kids (except they don’t realise they’re doing it).

Does this resonate? Drop me a ❤️

06/02/2026

I went to see Hazlett last night - last minute invite and was absolutely blown away.

He joked about his music being depressing apologising to all the plus ones that got invited unknowingly 😅

After a big emotional week with the 1yr anniversary of my brother’s passing it was exactly what I needed (though I can see how it could have gone the other way 😂)

His songs were rich in feeling.

They were raw.

Vulnerable.

Lyrics of hope.

Yearning

Love.

I felt the tears behind my eyelids

I felt the lump in my throat

I smiled

I got goosebumps

I felt uplifted

I felt in sync with a room full of strangers.

Feeling all the feelings got me thinking what is the point in living if we are not experiencing all of it?

What is life if we don’t take chances?

What is life if we don’t let ourselves dream?

What is life if we don’t feel?

We use vices like alcohol, food in an effort to not feel what our body is trying to tell us.

Yet without sadness we can’t know happiness.

Without heartbreak we can’t know love.

Without darkness we can’t know light

I spent a lot of life thinking I felt too much but really all I’d been doing was living.

Drop me a ❤️ if you can relate in some way to this.

04/02/2026

Today is your 40th birthday.

A day most of us assume we will get to see in our lifetime.

A day you so desperately wanted to reach.

I pulled out some of our ‘stylish’ photos from the 80’s today. People pay good money for those haircuts now 😅

The love and adoration I had for you evident on my face as I smiled at you, cuddled you and laughed in glee with you.

As we got older the relationship ‘matured’ as you said in a birthday card one year.

I find myself missing those ‘mature’ conversations now.

The updates on life.

Venting our frustrations.

Deep and meaningful chats.

Your strong opinion on everything 😅

As I drove to the cemetery to visit you today I found my hands gripping the steering wheel as my eyes welled up with tears.

I couldn’t get there fast enough. A chance to sit with you in silence before anyone else got there.

A chance to talk to you and tell you all that had been happening and how I missed you.

A chance to once again say ‘how the f*ck did this happen?’

A chance to say ‘this wasn’t meant to happen. You weren’t meant to die before me’.

You were meant to see me get married, watch your nieces grow up and be around to until mum and dad got old.

I scrolled back through my phone trying to find photos from our birthdays the last few years but couldn’t.. one year I was away, another year someone was sick..

A reminder to take the photo.

When things like this happen you realise how much a single photo means.

A chance to go back in time.

A chance to remember a story

A chance to see love written all over someone’s face.

Happy 40th little brother. I love you endlessly.

Love your big sister xo

03/02/2026

One year.

One year since I last heard your voice.

One year since I last your face.

So much can happen in a year and yet it can feel like yesterday.

I drove to where the bush meets the sea today and I hiked in solitude.

I listened to the waves crashing around me as memories and images flooded in.

My heart desperately searching to remember the last ‘proper conversation’ we had before you started to decline. And the truth is I can’t remember.

I remember being together and I remember saying I love you and you saying it back and maybe that’s all that matters.

As I hiked I reflected on this last year and the growth and changes I’ve made. The things that I suddenly realised were more important that I gave them credit for.

Losing a a brother makes you acutely aware of how finite life is in a whole different way.

I’ve always been a big talker. I like to express myself. For some people that’s too much. Others love it and for some it challenges them (in a good way).

More than ever I’ve found myself wanting to say all the things to everyone. Telling everyone how much I love them and appreciate them and also trying to do all the things NOW.

Now you might say well what’s wrong with that Tash? Of course you shouldn’t wait unnecessarily to do things but also you can’t always do everything straight away.

Sometimes you’re not ready.

Sometimes you need to save money.

Sometimes it takes practice and training.

Losing someone so young makes you fearful that someone else close to you could die before you get to do all the things you want with them.

But yet also life exists and we have to work, we have families and existing commitments.

Each day we get a chance to do something that makes us feel alive, maybe it’s being outside, maybe it’s picking up the phone to call someone or maybe it’s taking up a new hobby that care you.

Journal, dream, sit outside in nature.

And if every day feels too hard cos let’s face it, life can be full on then do something once a week.

Just do me a favour and don’t put life on hold ‘waiting for the right time’.

All my love ❤️

02/02/2026

Third and final post in this mini-series on talking to kids about illness and death.

When someone dies, there is understandably grief — and it looks different for everyone, depending on the relationship and the child’s age, temperament, and understanding.

One thing I’ve found helps children (and adults, too) is meaning-making.

Not in a way that bypasses the pain — but in a way that helps us keep a connection, honour the person, and find ways they can still “exist” in our lives moving forward.

One resource I’ve loved is Life Is Like the Wind by .

It explores the different beliefs people have about what happens after someone dies — heaven, the stars, an afterlife and more.

Personally, I don’t believe in heaven — but I do believe in an afterlife, and that people’s souls can be around us.

Ultimately though, I want my children to take what feels right for them. So my language is often:
• “This is what I believe…”
• “Some people believe…”
• “Everyone is different.”

Since my brother passed, here are a few things my kids have said that show their own meaning-making process:

⭐ “Mum, I can write Uncle Mark a card and show it to the stars — then he can see my writing.”
🪶 “Seeing feathers on the ground is a sign Uncle Mark is around.”
🐦 “Seeing birds in our garden is a sign Uncle Mark has come to visit.”

And we don’t hesitate to talk about him when something reminds us of him — building LEGO, seeing a wombat, eating his favourite food.

We also have a little altar at home that we update with pieces that remind us of Uncle Mark.

I’d love to hear — how have you spoken about death with your children? 💛

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