Sarah Beal, LMT #15679

07/22/2025

Rhythm Mapping is for the woman who’s ready to step into a different kind of time — a cyclical one.

In our 1:1 session, I’ll help you map a rhythm that reflects your natural flow:

🩸menstrual cycle

🌖 moon cycle - for those with or without periods

🍁seasonal energies

🌀 real-life structure for rest, rituals & planning

You’ll receive a personalized rhythm map, gentle tools to track your inner tides, and a 3-month tracker journal to support your integration.

These custom sessions are designed to deepen your connection to how you move through time.

🌿 The Rhythm Mapping Course is coming soon — a self-paced experience that beautifully complements the 1:1 session.
Think of it as your ongoing toolkit to return to again and again.

Booking for sessions is open now through the link in my bio.

Let’s root your life in something deeper.

07/12/2025

This is the pelvic floor.
A hammock of muscle holding your bladder, uterus, and re**um —
steady and quiet, but vital in every breath, every step, every laugh.

It supports posture.
Regulates pressure.
Plays a role in birth, intimacy, elimination🚽, and 🌀emotion🖤.
It’s deeply functional — and deeply tender.

And yes…
Licensed Massage Therapists in Oregon can work with the pelvic floor.
With consent.
With training.
With gloves.
Internally or externally — always with care.

Somehow, these tiny muscles do so much.
And still — they’re so often left out of the story.
Not here.

🌱I offer the option Pelvic Floor work in my service - Sacred Women’s Bodywork- which also includes optional lymphatic breast massage and body massage.




#ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ

07/07/2025

🌑 She doesn’t ask for much, the new moon…
Just that you pause.
Just that you listen.
Just that you come back to yourself.

This is an invitation to gather with other women—where breath becomes a quiet doorway, and something inside you softens without needing to explain why.

We’ll meet in the yurt.
Tucked just outside of town, but it feels like another world.
You’ll be guided through a SomatIQ™️ Breathwork journey to gently release what’s been building, and open space for what’s quietly arriving.
There will be sisterhood. Intention setting. Release. Ritual.
Time to breathe in your body again.

✨ It’s slow, it’s sacred, it’s yours.
For the woman who’s been holding it all together.
For the one who doesn’t always make time to receive.

Next New Moon | Thursday July 24th
🕯️ 6 spots only
📍Private Yurt in South Eugene

No pressure to share. No experience needed.
Just come. Just breathe. Just be held.

Sign up here >>>>>>>>>
https://moonhealingarts.as.me/NewMoonCircle

06/28/2025

I learned early how to hold it all—
to rely on my own strength,
to carry what felt too heavy to share.

Fiercely independent.
Capable.
Proud of the way I moved through life
without needing anyone.

Because somewhere along the way,
I learned how sharp the edges of sisterhood could be—
the sting of comparison,
the ache of feeling left out,
the quiet wounds of jealousy, betrayal, and abandonment
that taught me to guard my tenderness.

I wore solitude like armor,
convinced that needing others was weakness.

But the heart is stubborn in its longing.
Eventually, the weight grew too heavy,
the quiet too loud,
and the old stories began to crack open.

Slowly, I let women in.
I allowed myself to be witnessed,
to be held in my mess and my light,
to be reminded of my own brilliance
when I forgot.

It’s vulnerable, this opening.
It stirs the old fear of being hurt again.

But in the circle—
in the gentle weaving of voices and laughter—
I feel it:
a place where my heart is nourished,
where the wounds begin to soften,
where I am reminded we were never meant to do this alone.

Here, we hold each other.
Here, we heal.
Here, we rise.

This is the medicine I didn’t know I was starving for.
A sisterhood that isn’t perfect,
but is sacred.

06/26/2025

06/07/2025

I tried everything to heal my womb.

I ate clean.
Slept well.
Balanced my blood sugar.
Tracked every hormone shift.
Prayed. Journaled. Meditated.
Worked with herbs. Worked with healers.
Faced my trauma. Faced my lineage.
Did the damn work.

But the bleeding got worse.

PCOS.
Adenomyosis.
Orange- and melon-sized fibroids growing like they had a mission.
Hormones out of whack.
And iron levels so low I thought—I might actually die from this.

So I made the hardest choice.

I had a hysterectomy.

And when I woke up from surgery, I felt it instantly:
Lighter.
Clearer.
Like something heavy had finally let go of me.

My womb was gone.
But I didn’t feel empty.
I felt… free.

Recovery took time.
Three full months.
But those months taught me stillness.
They gave me rhythm, community, family.
A new relationship with my nervous system.
A new way to mother—myself, and my child.

When I came back to work, I rewrote everything.
My schedule.
My pace.
My priorities.

I started living by the moon, by my energy, by my actual life.
And my cortisol? Thank you, healed.

Do I still grieve sometimes?
Yes.

When I see a baby.
When I wonder why I waited.
When I remember I’ll never carry another child.

But I also remember this:

I have my son.
And now, I have the energy to actually be with him.
I have my body back—
And the freedom to live without fear.

And with that womb…
I also released grief that wasn’t mine.
Old pain passed down through bloodlines.
Ancestral wounds I had carried in silence.

There is relief in this choice.
There is healing in this loss.

That’s the gift.
Of choosing surgery.
Of choosing myself.
Of choosing to stay.

I thought I lost something.
But what I really found was more of myself.

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05/21/2025

I’m now certified in Soma+IQ™ Somatic Breathwork.

This journey moved me.
Not just through lessons and learning—
but through breath, body, memory, and emotion.
Through layers I didn’t know were still holding on.

I found release in places that had been tight for years.
Grief that had no name.
Ancestral echoes still humming in my bones.
And underneath it all…
a quiet, steady rhythm of coming home to myself.

This work is not about fixing—
it’s about softening,
unraveling,
and remembering who you were before the world told you otherwise.

To now offer this to others is such an honor.

If your body is whispering that it’s time—
I would be honored to walk with you.

And to the incredible
team—thank you for holding such a powerful, beautiful container. I’m deeply grateful.

📝 Note: This breathwork is separate from massage services and focuses on supporting your body’s natural rhythm. It may feel emotional, but it is not mental health therapy or bodywork. It’s space to breathe, feel, and reconnect

05/21/2025

There’s a certain kind of heartbreak that doesn’t come from a person, but from your own body.

The kind where you try so hard to do the right things — the nourishing food, the movement, the breathwork, the supplements, the sleep hygiene, the rituals, the letting go — and still, your body feels like a stranger. Still, the weight stays. The pain lingers. The energy doesn’t come. The cycle is off. The inflammation flares.

It’s like pouring love into someone who won’t receive it.
Like begging for a sign that never comes.
Like asking, what more do you need from me? and hearing no reply.

Sometimes I feel frustrated with her.
Sometimes ashamed.
And sometimes, I just ache for the tenderness of being understood — by her, with her, through her.

I’ve learned how slow the body moves when it’s been through things.
How safety has to come before change.
How healing doesn’t always look like progress — sometimes it looks like pause, or stillness, or swelling before release.

These are the truths that shape how I care for others.
Not from a place of having it all figured out — but from knowing how layered it really is.

No fixes. No quick paths. Just deep listening.
And a quiet honoring of all the ways we’re still trying to come home to ourselves.

05/06/2025

Come see me this Friday!

05/02/2025

I spent years navigating a system that never really saw me.

Appointment after appointment with OBGYNs left me feeling dismissed and disconnected. Cold tools, fluorescent lights, no real advice, no emotional support—and absolutely no tolerance for my preferences. It was as if my body wasn’t mine, just something to be managed and silenced.

Eventually, I was referred to pelvic floor physical therapy. I was told to wear shorts to the appointment so the therapist could easily reach her hand—and her tool—inside me. The room was bright but cluttered, the floor dirty. She talked nonstop about her kids while I laid there, quiet and tense, floating somewhere outside of myself.

And I remember thinking… What if this could feel different?

What if this kind of work was done slowly… intuitively… with reverence and care? What if the practitioner was fully present—not just in the room, but in their heart? What if healing could happen in a space that actually felt safe?

That thought never left me.

When I found out that licensed massage therapists could now be trained to offer internal and external pelvic floor therapy—with full consent, compassion, and intention—I knew this was my calling.

After my hysterectomy, that knowing only deepened. Losing my womb came with fear, grief, and pain—but also clarity, wisdom, and a deep sense of purpose. I no longer bleed, but I hold space for women who do and for those who don’t—because I’ve lived on both sides.

This work isn’t just about muscles—though yes, tight or weak muscles can cause pain and deserve attention. But it’s also Energetic. Sacred. It’s about being seen. It’s about coming home to your body—on your terms.

And that’s the kind of care I offer now.

✨Massage is not a substitute for mental health therapy and does not directly treat trauma. Any emotional response is part of your body’s own process

01/10/2024

We now have 3 of us LMTs working at Moon Healing Arts. Come see us!