When desire begins to return after trauma, it feels like tasting water after a long thirst. Safety unlocks the body’s capacity to want — not just in relationships, but in colour, flavour, music, and yes, even in sexuality. Desire is the compass that tells us we are alive again, pointing us toward connection, joy, and truth.
Read MoreWe tend to mistake quiet for calm. But in the nervous system, quiet can be anything but. It can be a body braced against touch, a breath held too high in the chest, a silence that conceals pressure building underneath. What looks like stillness is often survival. And yet, even here, the body is asking for something simple: a steadier breath, a safer touch, a place where release is possible.
Read MoreI had a nervous breakdown. Not the dramatic, movie-scene kind — the slow kind. The kind that creeps in under the weight of years. Of doing, absorbing, performing. This is the story of what happened when I finally stopped, and what it taught me about repair, rest, and remembering who I am — before the breaking point.
Read MoreWhat happens when the internal structure that held your life together collapses? When safety, identity, and meaning fall away all at once? This piece explores the deep disorientation of losing coherence—and how that breakdown, while terrifying, might also be the beginning of something more honest, more human, and more real.
Read MoreIn trauma recovery, not everything can be spoken — and not everything needs to be. Ritual offers a symbolic structure where the body can begin to feel what the mind may not yet understand. This piece explores how traditional Balinese practices, when held with care and cultural integrity, can gently support therapeutic work by giving form to the formless, reverence to the unspoken, and presence to what’s been waiting to be met.
Read MoreBali was a season in my life. Like adolescence, like grief, like the slow reshaping that happens when you’re no longer who you were—but not yet who you’ll become.
There, I stepped into what Jung might call the third space. Not just as a concept, but as a lived experience: where ritual didn’t just honour change—it gave it form.
This piece isn’t about replacing clinical frameworks. It’s about widening the field of what healing can mean—beyond language, into something felt, embodied, and respectfully held.
Read MoreRecovery hasn’t felt like a breakthrough. It’s felt like a shedding. I am not who I was when I left, and returning to my life has felt like waking up in someone else’s dream. Everything familiar—but slightly off. I’m not just reclaiming my energy. I’m reclaiming myself. It doesn’t look like bouncing back. It looks like thawing. At first, you’re still. Then you’re soft. Then, slowly, you start to feel again—the ache, the grief, the hunger—for life, for joy, for yourself.
Read MoreBurnout isn’t just a mental state—it’s a physical one. It shows up in your hormones, your appetite, your ability to feel joy. In this piece, we explore what happens when stress becomes chronic, when the nervous system forgets how to rest, and how one woman began to heal not by doing more—but by finally being witnessed.
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