I wouldn’t change a thing.

There’s a kind of truth that comes with getting older that isn’t always spoken about.

At 66, I can see my life so much more clearly—including the parts I wish I could have done differently.

And I hold that alongside this other truth—

I would have had to be someone else to do it differently; someone who had not been born into a family of generations of unhealed, passed-down trauma.

Friday night was powerful.

11 souls filled the floor… after we got started, each one slowly moving into their own experience, on the way to their own journey inward… guided simply by their breath and their willingness to let go. Trusting the infinite wisdom of their body to release what they were never meant to carry.