There is a sacred difference between replication and revelation. I come from a lineage of deep listening, to the bones of the psyche, to the symbols that rise unbidden, to the stories that live in the earth and in the breath of women gathered in circle. The spaces I create are not templates. They are… Continue reading Creating from the bone: not quick, not copied, real
Category: About me
Healer, hold yourSelf
There’s a paradox in the helping professions, we hold space for others while sometimes bypassing our own exhaustion. We teach nervous system regulation while running on fumes, listen to suffering while dismissing our own fatigue. At some point, the fire that fuels us begins to consume us 🔥 Burnout isn’t just about doing too much,… Continue reading Healer, hold yourSelf
Let him fly (on mothering a teen)
I spent years thinking I had control, over outcomes, over my own survival, over my child’s path. But nothing humbles you faster than raising a 16-year-old young man. There’s a shift happening. He’s making his own choices, testing his own limits, and I can’t hold the reins the way I once did. My old instincts,hyper-independence,… Continue reading Let him fly (on mothering a teen)
A little more put together. A little more mySelf.
Quadruply Blessed to sit in the presence of my teacherLa MaestraLa Que SabeThe One Who Knows The One whose eyes pierce throughAnd I exhale in Being-so-deeply-seen Whose wisdom penetrates the heart My soul soaring once againMy veins pumping storiesMy mind birthing dreams I have danced my ancestors’ painHowled at the full moon 🌕Walked with elkShared… Continue reading A little more put together. A little more mySelf.
The “perfect family day”
Here’s the thing about expectations…I look like I am about to make a really meaningful post about life and parenting and finding the silver lining in shitty situations BUT …. (With the risk of sounding really ozzie) yeah nah! I planned ‘the perfect day’ for our little family of 3, which lately feels like a… Continue reading The “perfect family day”
Lockdown Self-compassion
🖤Lockdown🖤Sitting with lots of Inner Activation. 💜Recognizing All that is present for my Inner world right now. All the discomfort. Disappointment. Disconnection. Dreams undone. The turmoil. Not trying to change it. Just giving it a name. A good label. Some air. 💜Allowing it All to be. Just as it is. Painful. Unfair. Hopeless. Raw. Triggering.… Continue reading Lockdown Self-compassion
Boys to men, and the mending of souls
My husband teaching our son how to 🧵 sew! I always thought I would naturally be the one who teaches these “softer” skills while men in my son’s life would be the ones to pass on the hard ones. Wrong! This is how we change outdated traditionalist beliefs that boys should not bother with skills… Continue reading Boys to men, and the mending of souls
This belongs…this belongs
My partner took this image of me when we snuck in a coffee together before work and right after doing the school drop off. It felt big for many reasons. Both personal and collective. I have been in and out of the Covid vortex and the exhaustion felt too real. In my bones. The fear,… Continue reading This belongs…this belongs
On Mothering without the Village
The horror of COVID 19 for our family was not about getting infected and not making it, or losing work that much, or closing my practice. It wasn’t about missing our families in Europe and saying goodbye to another year that we couldn’t go back to visit…It wasn’t about dreading the homeschooling and being stuck… Continue reading On Mothering without the Village
On the need and the power of Rituals
The importance and need for ritual has been pushed away from dominant cultural norms. If primitive men and women engaged in rituals on a regular basis and acknowledged and celebrated each milestone with a proper rite of passage, modern humans deliberately and mindlessly bypass such parts of life, deeming them outdated, wishy-washy, and just unnecessary.… Continue reading On the need and the power of Rituals
Aleksandra Staneva, PhD - Internal Family Systems & Jung 