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Emily Perkins Esthetics

Love Living Holistics is a holistic, love-based coaching, beauty and energy healing practice. Hello Love! Essentially we love to love.

We are so happy and honored that you are curious about what we do. Love Living Holistics (formerly known as Emily Perkins Esthetics) is a holistic wellness practice that specializes in skincare treatments, body work, reiki healing and life coaching. Our practice and philosophy is to care for the whole being of each of our guests with love, exceptional technique and personalized attention. We would be honored to care for you. xo
The Love Living Holistics Team

06/11/2026

Life has been a swarm of creation. In the wake of loss/death something surged to the surface. An energy, a need, an expansion to let more life flow through me.

Maybe because the dark and light come in equal measures. The depth of death or loss expanded my capacity for more life and abundance. Maybe it’s also a little bit of survival strategy. To stay busy and building things rather than weighed down by the grief. Probably a mix of both.

We commissioned a local chainsaw artist to create this beautiful totem of masculine/feminine pairs of local animals (water, earth and air) in our sacred knoll to honor my parents.

We are building and furnishing 4 bell tents on platforms to accommodate and welcome more people to our land.

We are in the final stages of our dream home build.

We are creating an enchanted forest in the secret slide room in the main community building.

We are trying to expand our family.

We are loving and supporting our favorite creation, our spunky 2.5 yr old.

Painting outside regularly because it’s what feels good.

So much life moving through us right now. Some days it feels overwhelming. Some days it feels fun and exhilarating. Some days I just need to stop and have a good cry.

It’s a wild thing, this human life.

04/26/2026

The Medicine… care.

It is a bold and beautiful thing to brave enough to care.

04/08/2026

“Life’s Loving is a tender devotion of self-love, and an honoring of how the breaking and the beauty of our human life is in fact, Life loving us deeply.”

These pictures were taken on October 11th at my first author fair. It was exciting, simple, sweet to connect with locals and other authors and edgy to share about my book of poetry and own that I actually was an author…
The Beauty

Two days later, my parents died in a tragic accident…
The Breaking

Losing my parents has been the biggest test to my heart’s belief that Life is always loving me. How can that possibly be loving?

It has been a test of my faith and simultaneously a rooted landing into a trust that goes beyond my mind and feels like ancient sediment rising to the surface and solidifying in my bones.

Grief has alchemized a deeper understanding of love, which is grief’s birthplace. A love that is not conditional, transactional, either/or, reaction or action based, but constant. It just is. A force and an energy beyond my understanding and yet something I feel and experience intimately.

The breaking moments are not separate from this love. They are born from it as well. My belief that love is the weaver of my life cannot only be for what I judge as the “good” moments but ALL of life. Seeing life through this belief means I inherently see the beauty or love in the breaking. It is not bypassing or toxic positivity. It is letting love cast a wider net and finding meaning and purpose in this human experience.

The beauty I have experienced (the mountain of love and support that has held my brother and I since the moment we found out, the closeness he and I now share, the solidity of the trust and grace in myself, the security created by my parents intentionality) does not negate the gut wrenching pain of never being able to hug them again. It doesn’t make it all “okay”.

The beauty does not negate the pain of the breaking anymore than the breaking negates the beauty. It is not an either/or. They exist side by side.

I published Life’s Loving before my parents passed and it now holds even more richness for me. As if my soul and Life knew I would need these words.

03/10/2026

The day after international women’s day and in honor of women’s history month, I am reflecting on the power and the importance of women.

Everyone, every person on the planet, comes from a woman. We are a bearers of life.

Many Native American cultures hold women as sacred, believing they have a closeness with the Creator because they too hold the power of creation.

I don’t know if I will see a world that honors and cherishes women but I know I will teach my son to.

02/01/2026

Me.
The skin we wear is etched with life. The experiences imprinted into the cells. A knowing only experience can bring.

I appreciate this woman. She has walked through a lot, risen into a lot, loved herself well and loved others even better.

I haven’t taken as many selfies since Obi arrived. And it feels important in this moment to honor and celebrate the woman that wears this skin. Skin given to me by my parents and now my responsibility to wear with grace.

To me in this moment, I love you and all the Me’s that came before you.

01/25/2026

Life has stretched me wide, so very wide lately. As the year of the snake rounds its final corner, Life has asked me to surrender to the shed, over and over again.

Shedding is not forgetting. It is not getting rid of or casting out. That skin was a part of me. Energy can never be destroyed, it simply changes form.

The hair I cut, the years and years of my life woven into it, I buried and gave back to the earth. A funeral and an honoring for all the women, the me’s, that lived in that hair.
Finding my life partner, pregnancy, birth, motherhood, losing my parents, and all the smaller moments in between.

“All welcome around the hearth of my heart”.

Holding my grandmothers hands, singing to her and witnessing the gradual release of her life force. Another goodbye, or until we embrace again.

Life handing me an AND after AND after AND. How much more can this body be with? The elasticity of my capacity is wearing thin.

Ice storms and ICE storms that rock the boat of my nervous system and break my heart.

And still I stand, out stretched and splayed wide, holding ALL of it. I don’t believe Life is trying to beat me down, but open me wide, to the power of love that is the bedrock of resilience.

It’s not easy and there is pain, sadness and anger in the “contractions” and that sometimes makes me wonder what the F Life is trying to birth.

Honestly, I don’t know and for now I am just going to focus on what’s in front of me in this moment, “the next right thing” (we have watched a LOT of Frozen lately), the deep breaths that bring relief, hugs that regulate my nervous system and remind me I don’t walk this Life alone.

If the ALL of Life is feeling particularly challenging right now, I feel you. Holding you tight and praying for rest and resourcing as we navigate it all.

12/08/2025

The soft haze after ringing myself out.
Is that where you are?
Swollen eyes and salt crusted skin.
Is that where you are?
The nauseating, bone shaking sobs.
The throat catching, all two powerful waves that won’t ask or wait.
Is that where you are? Yes, and…
You are in the memories flooding in.
Of Triscuits and cheese, of snowboard trips and family dinners on Sundays.
Less of the recent and more of the times when I was your child.
Before I had my own.
Our life, coming back to me.
The gift and the grief always intertwined.
To remember is to feel you. To feel the way you live in me. Forever.
And, it brings with it the knowing of what will not be.
The void left where my parents have always been.
39 years of life framed by those who made me.
The truth of my grief is that it is never one or the other.
You will never leave me because you are in the shape of my hands.
And, I will never hold yours again.
I feel you in every thought, every ripple of memory, every PopPop plane and Lini Cracker. And.
You won’t hold my next baby or dance at my wedding.
The truth of my grief is in the AND.
The truest way I know how to honor you and me.
What is grief if not an honoring? A devotional hymnal of the love that makes it possible for our hearts to break.
So where are you?
You are right where I am. In the AND.

12/03/2025

2 years ago you changed everything. Obsidian “Obi”, you are the completion of my heart I did not know I needed. Life is infinitely fuller, more playful, present, and adventurous because of you. Your love of tractors, my nose and pizza makes me giggle constantly.

While there is some grief in this milestone, I know PopPop (my dad) would be praising your genius and Lini (my mom) would be showering you with gifts. Their love for you lives in your bones and mine.

I can’t wait to witness all of your becoming. Happy second birthday, my sweet boy. Your mama loves you.

10/28/2025

Your love was the thing of legends. It ripples as far and as wide as the grief of your loss.

It’s still impossible to comprehend this new reality. For now I will envision you dancing in the infinite.

I love you. I miss you.

10/11/2025

I participated in my first authors fair today! It was simple, vulnerable, empowering, humanizing and exciting. Much like my little book of poetry. It was a joy to meet so many local authors and community members. I can’t wait to see where Life and I go from here.

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1048 East Main Road
Portsmouth, RI
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http://www.lovelivingholistics.com/

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