​I didn’t create these circles because I had it all figured out. I created them because I didn’t.
Because I knew what it felt like to live in survival mode—numb, exhausted, and still smiling.

After ten years in an abusive relationship, multiple surgeries from broken bones, and more recently, heart failure that quite literally stopped me in my tracks… I realised I’d spent years disappearing from myself. These circles were born from that place. From rock bottom. From the silence. From the version of me who desperately needed to feel seen.

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Now, I hold that space for others. For you.

This is not therapy. This is not about being ‘healed.’
This is about being human. Raw. Real. Whole—exactly as you are.

In this space, you are never too much nor  are never not enough.

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We sit in circle with other women, surrounded by soft light, sound, stillness, and truth.
We journal, we reflect, we breathe. We cry if we need to. We laugh when it feels good.
And slowly, we come back to ourselves.

 

You are not broken. Just like a disco ball—made of thousands of shattered pieces of glass—you shine even brighter because of what you’ve been through.