Kindred Kinesiology Meagan Kate, Kinesiology Practioner

23/06/2026

18/06/2026

'In the end, only 3 things matter :
how much you loved,
how gently you lived, and,
how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.'

- Buddha

17/05/2026

It’s okay to be sad.

There are days you cry in the car.
Days you come home and sit on the couch and don’t move for two hours.
Days where grief follows you through the entire day and you cannot seem to shake it.

Those days are okay.

Not every hard day means something is wrong with you.
Not every painful moment has to turn into growth.
Grief can simply be sadness over someone you still love and still miss.

That’s it.

Some days are just hard.
Some days you feel disconnected from life.
Some days you are emotionally exhausted from trying to function while part of you is still grieving someone deeply.

And honestly, for what you’ve lost, that makes complete sense.

You do not have to force every sad day into becoming something meaningful.
You do not have to talk yourself out of your grief every time it shows up.
You do not have to turn every painful moment into proof that you are healing.

You can miss them and still be completely knocked down by the reality that they are gone.

You can cry more.
You can go quiet.
Sit in it as long as you need.

Taking the time to nurture SELF needs to be prioritised to promote self regulation and self healing 🫶🏼

Reach out to those that fill your cup and truely support you during all the ups and downs.

Many Clients can resonate with this and know they are heard and supported 🫶🏼
We are in this together 🫶🏼🫶🏼

04/05/2026

Grief is exhausting in ways nobody prepares you for.

Not just emotionally. Not just the crying and the missing and the weight of it all.

Physically exhausting.

The kind of tired that makes a full night of sleep feel completely pointless. The kind that turns simple tasks into mountains. That makes a phone call feel like too much. That makes getting dressed feel like an achievement worth celebrating.

You forget things constantly. Words disappear mid sentence. You walk into rooms and stand there with no idea why. You read the same paragraph four times and still don't know what it said.

You cancel plans not because you don't care but because you have nothing left to give. You say yes to things and then spend the days leading up to them dreading the energy it's going to cost you.

You show up. You function. You get through it.

But everything costs more than it used to.

Everything.

A conversation. A errand. A smile at the right time.

The math of daily life after loss doesn't add up the same way anymore.

You're running on something that isn't quite energy.

Just momentum.

Just the habit of still being here.

And some days that has to be enough.

Because it's all you have.

Being supported throughout this process helps to adjust,accept an ld feel balanced 🫶🏼