Allowing Grief To Be A Gentle Transition Of Winter.
Often grief is the catalyst to a personal winters. It is what invites us into a time of restoration, nourishment and the gentle transition from
Welcome darling friend.
Thank you for exploring my blog.
I know it takes a heap full of courage and heart to not only pause and look at how we are relating to our bodies and sexuality.
But to take the brave step in asking for the support to establish a new pathway free from our held pain and limiting beliefs and to meet our sexual wounds as a source of medicine in the poison.
I hope this blog inspires you and fuels the “call” you feel to come back and re-remember and re-root in to your body,
To feel and trust into pleasure and sensations.
And to reclaim the innocent aliveness of your sexuality.
I know you have the courage and heart it takes, for it is that very same strength that has held you this far …
This blog is a tapas of suggestions, inspirations and lived wisdom, born out of my own journey of sexual alchemy.
Please feel most welcome to comment and share your own adventures.
All my love
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