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Charlotte Sarre Support for Girls & Women, London (2025)

01/09/2025

✨️How well do you know your inner child?✨️

Recently, I’ve been spending a lot of time with my inner little one. So much so that I’ve come to see her as my third child. When I’m feeling overwhelmed by the demands on me, I try to discern which child needs me most. Sometimes it’s my daughter, sometimes my son and sometimes it’s little me. It has helped me put myself first sometimes, a validation of my own needs.
For me, the most pressing demands come from little people, but they could come from your work, the expectations of friends, family, pets or your home even. It could be the never-ending to-do list or it could be a pressure you feel around your creative productivity.
Not always, but often, in these situations, we are triggered. Something happens and we hear an echo from the past, making us react in a conditioned way. Our body will take the lead here and without a conscious or cognitive thought, we behave in a way that we remember will keep us safe.

Now that safety is the key. Because we needed that safety as a child. It was paramount for our survival, the safety of love and innate belonging. We learned to do what was needed to fulfil these basic needs. And even though we are adults now and can care for ourselves in many ways, our inner child still needs that safety. Our inner child is still checking whether we are loved.

So, in these overwhelming moments, can you imagine seeing your inner child? Can you feel her tugging at your skirt, calling out for you? And if you do, what would change if you mothered this child?
How would it feel to take a breath, feel your feet on the earth as the adult woman you are now and tend to this younger version of you? What would happen if you crouched down, looked her in the eye and said “I see you. I hear you. I’m here.” 💛

04/08/2025

Something strange happens to time in summer. Days open and close, weeks pass by unnoticed and all of a sudden you start to notice the light is fading.
I often feel like we work hard, push forth, use up our inner resources, with the promise of a holiday dangling in front of us. Then when we finally get there, we get to stop at last and lay it all down, but instead we choose to fill our days to the brim, in an attempt to squeeze the most out of this time. We soak up the abundance of the warmer months, with an almost obsessive urgency, yet paradoxically, what most of us crave, is rest.

And this is what I want to share with you this summer: ✨️Rest✨️

I’d like to invite you to find it, to create it, to radically prioritise it, as much as possible. I will do the same. Of course I will continue to create space every month to sit with you, in connection and compassion, to listen and to breath, as it nourishes me as much as I hope it does you. But maybe I’ll post even less on social media and skip next month’s newsletter. Life this year has felt big in many ways and there is more to come, including my eldest starting school in September. So I feel a real tug to strip everything bare, to let fall away all that doesn’t serve me and melt into time together with my loved ones.

It takes great effort to not just say those words, but to act upon them too. As with most things though, we can trust our bodies know the way, following the path of joy and pleasure. So let’s listen. To ourself, our beautiful body, the wind in the trees. Let’s choose to be as present as we can be. Bare feet on warm earth, fragrant flowers in our kitchen, salt from the sea on our skin, hands to hold.

Let’s remember what true rest feels like 💛

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21/07/2025

You have beach people and you have forest people. It took me ages to figure out which one I was.

As a child, we often went to the coast in the summer holidays, staying at my grandparents’ holiday home. I have so many wonderful memories from this time. The smells and sounds of the beach, the sand in the shower, lotion on sun-kissed skin and the deep dreamless sleep at the end of the day. Even now, when I stand on a beach, I feel like I’m expanding into the openness, the breeze clears my head and watching the vastness of the sea, I often feel a sense of promise, of hope 🌊
And then there’s the forest. I spent quite a few hours in the woods as a child and loved running through crunchy leaves, the excitement of finding toad stools or spotting a woodpecker and feeling the sweet-smelling moss on tree trunks. Lush in spring, cool in summer, beautiful in autumn and mysterious in winter, I felt, and still feel, so much joy in the versatility and abundance of a forest 🌳

These days, when we go on a family adventure, there’s always a choice to be made. Beach or forest. And by feeling into what we are most drawn to on the day and spending equal amounts of time at either place, I have finally come to a bit of a conclusion. Of course I still love both, anything Mother Earth has to offer, I feel deeply grateful for, and yet, there is a place I have come to realise truly feels like coming home. That place is the forest. The best bit about this realisation is that I’ve been able to pinpoint WHY it’s the forest for me.
Besides a deep sense of peace and belonging, in the forest I feel a belonging amongst others. A belonging amongst the trees. You see, you are never alone in a forest, trees of all shapes and sizes, all embracing their authentic individuality, surround you and talk to you like friends. Whispering secrets, singing ancient songs and listening to your words, your cries, your laugh, your truth. In a forest you are reminded that you are never alone, always held by life. That’s why it’s a homecoming, into the wilderness, into freedom and love ✨️

So which one has your heart? The beach or the forest? And why? Let me know in the comments 🤗

09/06/2025

Every Spiral.In circle starts with a brief opening circle so we can hear every woman's name and get a flavour of who's in the room. I usually offer a question for this and am often inspired by the seasons or our centre piece. The morning of last month's circle, something caught my eye and I decided to try something different. I placed this little succulent in the centre of our circle and invited everyone to share what they saw, what words came to them 🪴 I hadn't thought this through properly and had no idea how and if it would land but I went with it anyway, trusting my gut.
The response was mindblowingly beautiful.

Every woman in that circle shared incredibly vulnerable and courageously and I was struck by the wisdom and depth we went to straight from the start. Our opening circle became a gorgeous foundation for the rest of the morning.

I shared my thoughts as well and explained that we have a whole bunch of succulents and cacti sitting on the windowsill in our bathroom. Another cactus was blooming too so at first glance, you would assume these plants were pretty happy 🌵🌼 However, we had really neglected them and although succulents and cacti are pretty sturdy, we hadn't watered them in so long I feared that some may not survive. And yet, all of a sudden this little succulent put out one shoot with beautiful delicate flowers at the top. To me, it seemed that it was so close to death, it put all its energy in attracting a pollinator so it could live on elsewhere.
And in the sadness of this act, came forth the sheer beauty of it. Because where was this dried up, almost soporous, little plant getting the energy to create this wondrous thing? It showed me the strength of the life force that all living things carry ✨️ Including us. It showed me hope and trust. It showed me that, just like this plant, we too can conjure up one last ounce of strength in moments where we think we have nothing left. We too can tap into this life force within, something that will always support us and push us forward. Through hardship, darkness and pain, towards our successes and our dreams.

Who knew that a little succulent could offer such reassurance? 🌱

26/05/2025

Today I turn 40 and that feels big, in a good way ✨️⁠
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I sense I might be approaching the threshold from Mother to Maga. Not yet, but I don't think it's far off.⁠ In many ways, I can't wait, because I imagine this next season in life full of expansion, like a peony in full bloom. I imagine that all the riches I've accumulated over the years will be gathered in a tight bundle that I'll carry with me wherever I go. When I need it, I'll open my bundle, reach in and pull out quiet confidence, wisdom, simplicity, compassion, joy, pleasure, community and belonging. I know more treasure will be waiting for me along the road, the bundle forever growing.⁠
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About five years ago, when motherhood cracked me open and sent me down a rapid of self-exploration, I started adding a lot of stuff to the bundle. One component was that I started to recognise and obey the voice of my intuition. Recently, I was thinking about a good way to describe this and I came to "Listen within and not..." I got stuck here. And not "to others"? And not "to the outside world"? It didn't really sound right. What is the opposite of "within" I thought? ⁠
Without. The dictionary describes this word as "in the absence of" so it might remind us of solitude, we might be without others. However, the archaic interpretation of "without" is "outside". With out. With the outside world. With things outside of ourselves. With others' opinions, judgements, expectations.⁠
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So listen within and not without. ⁠
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When the noise around you is deafening, listen out for the quiet voice within, the one that knows. When the world bombards you with "shoulds", listen out for your soul whispering "I could". You are a deep well of wisdom, don't let anyone poison the water. Listen within and not without 💛

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12/05/2025

We belong outside 🌱

It's the place where we often feel most alive, most ourselves and most at ease. It's the place where we can breath and rest our heads, where we can release, be held and soothed.
When we step into nature, we return to the Great Mother, the place we came from and where we often feel most connected, to ourselves, others, our plant and animal kin and to life itself.
Children are intuitively drawn to the outdoors and if you are lucky enough to have bubbas in your life, you'll know that going outside in a moment of overwhelm or upset is like pressing the reset button.

I read something the other day about 'soul places'. Places where you feel closest to your true self, where your soul sings. Places that nourish and replenish you and where you feel the land supporting you, places where you feel you belong 🌄
Over the years, I have found a couple of these places and the one pictured here, close to the Ashdown forest in Sussex, is one I cherish deeply. Although this is not the land I came from, it feels like a long time ago I did, and it certainly is the land where I became. 🌳
It's hard to describe this place but the Bluey song 'I know a place' always takes me straight back there. Give it a listen and let me know below, do you have a soul place? ✨️

02/05/2025

Sometimes things happen that cause a crack in your life ⚡️ It could be a gradual and slow process, like yarn tearing under the strain of being overstretched, or it could be sudden and volatile, like a stress crack in ceramics.
The latter happened to me a couple of months ago and the world seemed to stand still and move faster all at once. Life felt different, heavy and impossible, but on the day everything changed, I also got a glimpse of life's great cogs ⚙️ I got to see, even for a couple of moments, the nuts and bolts of how this precious life works and unfolds, always turning, flowing, moving. And all of a sudden, I fully understood the meaning of that saying 'the cracks are needed to let the light in'. Not only on a personal level, but on a way bigger level. Grief and pain really are the sisters of joy and peace. One is needed to be able to feel the other 🪢
When the crack appeared in my life, I looked up and was almost blinded by life's light, it shone directly on me and warmed my heart, allowing me to feel everything all at once and be at peace in the midst of it ✨️ Source, God, Spirit, whatever you want to call it, spoke directly to me, lovingly holding me through the process of tending to the broken pieces that lay scattered on the floor of my existence.
That day, I wrote the following words. I hope they can be a balm to others who are also learning to love the cracks in their world. You are loved, always 💛

"And so it must be, that a life is like a bubble. A pocket of air encapsulated by rainbows, glistening in the sun, floating up and away. Until a simple thorn, a whisker, the tip of a finger or the mere willing of an end, makes it pop. The pocket of air rejoins the everything, droplets of life and longing linger on our faces, leave impressions on our hearts and become part of our very breath. The only solace then, the knowing that all this, the bubble, that one life, lives on in the beauty all around us. We simply have to look."

12/03/2025

I've been quiet on here, not feeling pulled to post much and allowing my creativity to nurture other things. I know that, in this online world, that's not doing me any favours, leaving this account seemingly non-existent. Isn't it funny how the theme of our modern society runs through everything: if you don't join the hustle, don't keep up with the fast pace, if you're not loud and visible, then you are forgotten, deemed unimportant. Without the roaring and crashing waves, it's easy to forget the depths and beautiful complexity of a still ocean 🌅

I also know that for you who follow me on here, it doesn't matter how many reels I post a month or how many likes my posts get. You all know Spiral.In is here for you, to welcome you home, always. And it works the other way around too, I know this community is always here, to come back to, to get inspired by and to be witnessed by.

And so here I am, being witnessed whilst living life intensely. The arch of its pendulum wide, swinging from deep grief, utter exhaustion and frustration to blissful presence, sweet joy and heartfelt gratitude. Like the pendulum of a big clock, time marked by feelings and moments of rupture and connection. Incredibly, I've felt my body stretch and swell to accommodate this wide spectrum of experiences, allowing my capacity to expand beyond what seems physically possible into something bigger and bolder. We are so much more than meets the eye ✨️

How are you I wonder? Living life under a sky full of big astrological energies and shifts, on this earth that's carrying a heavy weight. Where is your place, your home? I'd love to hear your story. So come sit with me and tell me about you 💛

25/02/2025

🌻 I’m excited to share I have a couple of places left on my spring 2025-2026 Girls Journeying Together programme 🌻
Sessions run on Sunday morning (10am till 1pm) in Peckham, starting on March 23rd. PM for details. Fully funded places are available.
Rites for Girls is about building up trust and friendship with each other, helping girls to show up as themselves however that feels. Having the space to ‘just be’ with permission to grow up into the woman they want to be in the time that’s needed and right for them.
Girls Journeying Together is for girls aged 10-12 years old (school year 6 & 7) and offers support through the transitions of primary to secondary school ànd puberty.
Do get in touch if you’re lucky enough to have a pr***en girl in your life 💛

17/02/2025

Being present in the moment can be as simple as this 💫

Allowing yourself to be swept off your feet by something as simple as raindrops on a fallen leaf in a children's sandpit. Raindrops like blinding jewels, reflecting the morning sun, a whole universe in the beauty of such a simple thing.

Whatever it is that pulls you in, soak it up, marvel at it and let wonder, appreciation, love and gratitude for this sweet life seep in. Store it somewhere inside you for those times you feel life isn't kind and you can see only darkness around you. Store it so that in those moments, you can pull it forth from deep within your heart and let it pull you forwards, a guiding star to follow, back into the light.

Being present can be as simple as that.

10/02/2025

🌻Worried about your daughter starting secondary school?🌻

In less than a month you’ll know what secondary school your daughter will be going to and for many, this comes with some feelings of apprehension and worry. It’s a big deal and girls can use all the support they can get to help them make this important transition.

Girls Journeying Together groups support year 6 and year 7 girls in establishing healthy friendships, helping them to know when and how to stand up for themselves and when to step back. This is a time when friendship groups can shift and a Girls Journeying Together group gives your daughter the experience of making friends based on accepting each other, being liked for our uniqueness and difference (so they don’t have to change anything to fit in), and the girls often make long-lasting friendships that support them right through their teen years. Together we explore the physical changes that puberty brings, how to deal with spots, greasy hair and periods. We experiment with tools for managing the increased intensity of emotion in adolescence, as well as sharing our hopes and fears and values.

Girls Journeying Together group supports your daughter’s social and emotional blossoming at a pivotal time in her life.

I have a couple of spaces left on my Sunday morning group in Peckham and fully funded places are available. We start the 2nd of March so do get in touch if you would like to gift this support to your daughter…and yourself!
Take a look at our website www.ritesforgirls.com for more info or DM me for all the info 🌻

03/02/2025

"Within your heart, keep one still, secret spot where dreams may go."

Words by Louise Driscoll I love so much because I can almost see it, that spot. It's a place deep within your heart where there's always light, even when the rest of you feels shrouded in darkness. A tiny flame or a roaring fire, something you can trust will never go out. I suppose it's not just fire, it's also a place of water, the well of our creativity. From this place, new paths are forged as we water those dreams and take tentative steps towards them. And then it must be air too, a whisper of our connection to Spirit and all the unseen, the very place where dreams are born. And because dreams can only sprout and take root from a grounded place, this place holds rich soil as well, fertile earth we can call home.

A pretty magical place, where everything comes together and where not only your dreams can go but you too. To rest, to recharge and to explore who you really are underneath all the layers and stories.

So if you can, visit that place. Regularly. Tend to it. Get familiar with it. Let the dreams be wild and free and keep them alive. In whatever way works for you. Dancing, writing, sitting in stillness, singing, cooking, gathering... Dare to be alone with yourself, your tender heart and that place of light and possibility. It's where you'll find you.

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