19/12/2025
In generational healing work, it becomes clear that what the grandmother holds, the mother holds, and the daughter holds.
Not because the grandmother began it, but because she became the holder of the lineage.
What I am coming to understand more deeply is that no generation asked to carry the weight they were given. It is easy to look back and place blame, but many of the generations before us did not have access to the tools, language, safety, or support that we do now. They survived with what they had. They held what they could.
Yesterday, I had the honour of holding space for three generations. In that space, it was deeply felt how much every generation wants healing. Not only for themselves, but for each other and for the children who come next. There is a quiet willingness that moves through the lineage when safety is present.
As I move toward the new year, I can feel that this work is something I am being called to carry forward. I see the power of cycle breaking and generational change not only in my own life, but again and again in these shared spaces. When one generation is met with compassion, presence, and permission to soften, the whole line begins to shift.
It is a profound honour to stand in these spaces. To witness healing move through generations. To hold forgiveness, love, and a new way forward, especially for the children, so they do not have to carry what was never theirs to begin with.
