26/02/2026
Today I hit the base chakra in a very real way. Two of my little monkey Golden Retrievers went off to their new homes, and even when you know it’s right, the heart still takes the impact. There’s something about handing over these bright, joyful beings that drops you straight into the body — the ache, the grounding, the letting go.
And it’s not just the puppies. The last 48 hours have been a full spectrum of life doing its thing. Isla turning twelve and stretching into her next chapter. The fridge dying at the exact wrong moment. Time speeding up so fast it feels like the days are slipping through my fingers. All of it stirring the base, shaking the foundations, reminding me that nothing stays still for long.
But then there’s the other side of the contrast. The pure joy of being in the moment with the puppies before they left. The softness of losing ourselves in card games and 5 other kiddies for islas sleep over (where they pulled an all nighter, with snacks of course and a tent in the back garden) The simple sweetness of being fully here, even for a few minutes, with no agenda and no rush.
It’s wild how life can hit every layer at once — the grounding, the grief, the chaos, the joy. The simultaneous contrast of it all. And somehow, it’s all part of the same breath.
T minus -- 23 sleeps base chakra - you in?
