11/11/2026
There is a fire inside of us.
Sometimes, it flickers.
The loss.
The grief.
The trauma.
The feelings we keep shelving because there’s still dinner to be be made, a project to return to, somebody who needs us.
And sometimes, the first place we notice what we’ve been carrying is in our breath. A memory comes back, our chest tightens, and we realize we’ve been holding our breath again.
At The Sweet Surrender, I kept thinking about how much it means to sit beside another woman and give her time. Time to cry. Time to feel the anger she has every right to feel. Time to take a breath before she decides if she wants to say anything at all.
Your tears run deep, sis.
We see them.
Your cries echo through the walls of your womb.
We hear them.
And when your heart aches with the memory,
there is room for your sorrow here.
That’s what I want to carry forward as I open three ways to experience The Sweet Surrender: A Return to Self.
✨ Private 1:1 sessions · ongoing
✨ Four-week online journey · January 2027
✨ In-person group circle · Spring 2027
Take a breath, sis. There’s room for you here, too.
Come.
Be.
Held. 🤍