Cony Faine Yoga Psychology

30/12/2025

As we close 2025, we complete a 9 year, a cycle of endings, integration, and deep inner work. For many of us, this year asked for real honesty: about our limits, our patterns, our relationships, and the ways we care for ourselves.

The energy of the snake reminds us that transformation doesn’t need force. It happens through listening, shedding, and allowing what no longer fits to fall away.

At the Winter Solstice, nature models this perfectly. It pauses. It rests. It does not rush into the next cycle.

From this stillness, 2026 opens as a 1 year, a beginning. Not a demand to reinvent yourself, but an invitation to start from where you actually are. In numerology, 1 is initiation: the first step taken with presence rather than certainty.

This year asks us to move in relationship with our bodies, our nervous systems, and our truth. To choose clarity over urgency. Direction over speed.

May this new cycle meet you grounded, supported, and connected to what feels real for you now.

With love,
Constanza Aphrodite 🐍🪷♥️

14/12/2025

Intensity v/s intimacy 🔥♥️

Intensity can feel like depth, but it’s often activation…
Chemistry, novelty, uncertainty… they charge the nervous system and create longing.

Intimacy is different… “into me I see.”

It’s more about the capacity to let someone to truly see you — your inner world, emotions, thoughts, fears, desires — and to be met with presence, care, and respect, the ongoing experience of being known and staying safe while being seen.

To let someone “into me” requires trust, which is built through repeated experience, not instant connection.

For me intimacy is not about how fast you open, but more about who can stay with what you reveal.
It grows through presence, consistency, emotional availability, and commitment.

Intensity can ignite attraction, but it cannot hold a relationship.
Without commitment, intimacy has no ground… what remains is waiting, anxiety, and unmet needs.

Love can exist without commitment, yes…
Relationship cannot.

True love includes desire, but it doesn’t rely on adrenaline to stay alive.
It’s built through repeated choice, care, honesty, and responsibility toward each other.

Intensity sparks ⚡️
Intimacy deepens ♥️
Commitment makes love last.

There’s no right or wrong here… only awareness of what you’re choosing, and what that choice creates.

With love,
Constanza Aphrodite 🐍🪷♥️

08/12/2025

For a long time, the rejection wound shaped the way I moved in relationships 🙏♥️✨
I didn’t know it then, but I kept abandoning parts of myself just to avoid the possibility of someone else doing it first.

I learned to become who others wanted.
I learned to read the room before I read my own body.
I learned to hide the most sensitive parts of me to stay “accepted.”

And at the same time… another strategy lived inside me.
Not only the shrinking one — but the big one.
The loudness, the intensity, the toughness.
In my family, being cool and strong and even aggressive meant belonging.
It meant protection.
It meant, “They can’t reject me if I’m the one who takes up the space first.”

Two opposite strategies, one same wound.
Going small so I wouldn’t be judged.
Going big so I wouldn’t be ignored.

Both were armour.
Both kept me far from real intimacy, because a part of me truly believed:
“If they really know me… they will reject me.”

Healing for me has meant coming back to the parts that learned these patterns.
The younger versions of me who thought they had to perform, adapt, or protect themselves to be loved.
Learning to stay with myself — with my essence — without shrinking or inflating.
Letting my body soften into relationships that feel safe, where my truth is allowed to exist.

If you carry this wound too, you’re not alone.
Your essence doesn’t need to hide or perform to be loved.
You are allowed to be seen without fear.

Love you,
Constanza Aphrodite 🐍♥️✨love.therapy

23/11/2025

The more we feel, the more we come back home to ourselves ♥️

When sadness, anger, shame, fear rise… and we stop pushing them away… they can finally move.

Every tear, every shake, every breath that says “I’m here with this” softens the tension inside.
Avoiding pain keeps us stuck.
Letting it be felt gives us back our movement, our joy, our truth.

Feeling opens the door.
Freedom is on the other side.

Love you,
Constanza Aphrodite ★☥𓆙𓆃

25/10/2025

Home… a word that looks simple, yet it holds entire worlds ♥️

As I pack this house, I keep touching memories with my hands.

The love shared here ♥️🙏
The friendships that grew in slow, natural ways…
The laughter, the silliness, the dances, songs, sounds…
The tears I held in silence because I didn’t know how to speak them yet.
And the tears that came loud, raw, when this place felt like my cave… the place where I could fall apart 💔

So much of me has lived here & sooo much of me has died here too, in this house, my cave.

And this is what I’m realizing: Home has never been these walls.

Home is the place inside me that I return to when everything outside is shifting.
Home is the breath that reminds me I’m still here.
Home is the part of me that doesn’t disappear when circumstances change.

Yes, sometimes I lose that. I look for myself in others…
In different places.
Searching outside for something that has always been in my me, this body.

But packing these boxes, I can feel that “home” inside me again: Quiet. Rooted. Alive.

And still, there is movement. Something new calling.

On the 1st of November, I’m moving to a new house.
The same day we honor death in South America. ♥️

A symbolic doorway:
what has ended, stays behind.
what is ready to begin, steps through.

This doesn’t feel like leaving.
It feels like shedding 🐍

Like taking only what is true with me.
And letting the rest expire with love and gratitude 🙏.

A cycle closes.
Another one opens.

I am carrying myself with me.
And that, I’m learning…
is home. 🤍

Love you deeply,

Constanza Aphrodite ♥️🪲🐍

15/10/2025

19/09/2025

What is meant for us doesn’t need to be gripped tightly to stay.
It doesn’t come through pressure or conditions.
The connections that matter most don’t keep us trapped in endless doubt.

And love isn’t proven through the weight of our pain when it ends, but through the clarity and presence we brought while it was alive.

If you find yourself holding on to what only brings confusion and pain ask yourself, is that love… or is it fear?

With love,
Constanza Aphrodite ♥️🐍🌹

16/09/2025

There are times in life when we feel a little disconnected… when the familiar doesn’t feel the same, when friends cancel, when the path feels uncertain… Sacred Soul Fest came to me in one of those moments ♥️✨

I could have stayed home, but instead I said yes to myself. I went anyway, drove all the way from south to north of Portugal.

And there, in the rhythm of my own dance, I found a piece of myself I had been missing.
In the waters of the amazing river we had there, I felt something wash through me, a cleansing, a gentle renewal.
In the arms and laughter of the friends I already knew, I felt safe and cared for.
In the eyes of new people I met, I felt curiosity, openness, and the reminder that connection is always waiting if we open the door.

This is what happens when we show up, even when it feels easier not to. Life meets us in unexpected ways. It whispers, you are not lost, you are here ♥️🙏

Gratitude for the dance that guides me home.
Gratitude for the river that purifies.
Gratitude for the music that ignites my soul and heart ♥️
Gratitude for friends, old and new, who remind me of love’s many faces.
And gratitude for the courage to step in, even when I didn’t know what I would find.

Big Thank you
Hermanita te amo

Much love,
Constanza Aphrodite ♥️✨🐍

13/09/2025

Shame is one of the heaviest emotions we carry… not because it belongs to us, but because it make us feel that we are wrong at the core.

Psychologically, shame says “I am wrong. I am defective.”

Shame runs deep... It often begins in childhood, when love felt conditional, when parts of us were silenced or judged as “too much” or “not enough”, “wrong”, “ridiculous”, “different”…

In Internal Family Systems (IFS), we see shame as a protector part, one that took on the burden of “being wrong” to shield us from rejection, punishment, or abandonment.

But we need to remember one truth: shame is not essence. It is not Self.
Your Self, your true core, has never been touched by shame.

Beneath those layers, what remains is presence, creativity, curiosity, play, and love.

When we see shame as a part carrying a story rather than who we are, we create the space to reconnect with what has always been there: wholeness.

✨ Shame is not truth. Self is ♥️

Love you, love your parts

Constanza Aphrodite 🌹🐍