08/21/2025
🌙 Heal-Thy Self Yoga: The Blissful Path & Holistic Wellness Retreats | Body & Soul Care ✨ Sacred Rest | Wholeness, Healing & Belonging ✨️💜
Grief is not something to outrun, avoid, deny, fix, or put away. It lives in our body, shaping our breath, our sensations, our very presence, and perception of the world. And because it lives in us, the way through is not escape ~ it is embodiment.
When we allow ourselves to rest, breathe, and move gently with what is here, grief softens its edges. Not gone, but met. Not solved, but companioned. In this presence, the body becomes both the vessel and the medicine, teaching us to live, to feel, to belong, in the here and now, as it is.
This is a holy act. An act of soulful activism ~ to rest, to feel, to stay present in a world that pushes us to numb and produce. This is a quiet revolution.
The Divine does not rush to erase or fix but abides ~ steady, spacious, ever-present. Holding all without judgment, just as it is.
When we, too, choose to stay, to hold space, to breathe with what arises, we step into that same sacred rhythm. To live this way is to remember that presence itself is prayer.
Through healing balms of restorative movement, soothing practices of regulation, rituals of reflection & intention, and the grounding presence of community, we find the pathways of respite and repair, for ourselves and each other, together.🌙
Together, we can offer ourselves a sacred rhythm of ritual, rest, renewal, and return. 🌸 And so we begin, step by step, breath by breath. 👣✨️
This is just the beginning.
In the seasons ahead, new offerings of rest, ritual, and community will open as invitations to journey deeper ~ together, in presence, in wholeness, in belonging, in shared love & inner harmony. 🌙💜✨️
🌙 Heal-Thy Self Body & Soul Care
✨ Sacred Rest | Wholeness, Healing & Belonging ✨️💜
Grief is not something to outrun, avoid, deny, fix, or put away. It lives in our body, shaping our breath, our sensations, our very presence, and perception of the world. And because it lives in us, the way through is not escape ~ it is embodiment.
When we allow ourselves to rest, breathe, and move gently with what is here, grief softens its edges. Not gone, but met. Not solved, but companioned. In this presence, the body becomes both the vessel and the medicine, teaching us to live, to feel, to belong, in the here and now, as it is.
This is a holy act. An act of soulful activism ~ to rest, to feel, to stay present in a world that pushes us to numb and produce. This is a quiet revolution.
The Divine does not rush to erase or fix but abides ~ steady, spacious, ever-present. Holding all without judgment, just as it is.
When we, too, choose to stay, to hold space, to breathe with what arises, we step into that same sacred rhythm. To live this way is to remember that presence itself is prayer.
Through healing balms of restorative movement, soothing practices of regulation, rituals of reflection & intention, and the grounding presence of community, we find the pathways of respite and repair, for ourselves and each other, together.🌙
Together, we can offer ourselves a sacred rhythm of ritual, rest, renewal, and return. 🌸 And so we begin, step by step, breath by breath. 👣✨️
This is just the beginning.
In the seasons ahead, new offerings of rest, ritual, and community will open as invitations to journey deeper ~ together, in presence, in wholeness, in belonging, in shared love & inner harmony. 🌙💜✨️