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Moving Hearts Therapy is committed to help you find your inner wisdom & create a life from your heart through offering psychotherapy, coaching, workshop & retreats.

15/01/2026

After ten years on the road, my body recognises these phases.

Ten years of travel.
To many, it sounds exciting.

The truth is:
I also have flat days.
Tired days.
Days without magic.

It may sound like luxury.
I lived months in a tent.
Slept in hammocks.
On banana leaves.
On airport floors.

It may sound exotic.
I drank water that tasted like fire.
Survived on rice.
Wore moulded clothes because nothing ever dried.

It may sound dynamic.
I got stuck because of rain.
Without electricity.
Without water.

It may sound idyllic.
I felt the ground tremble,
wondering if this was the earthquake.
Go or stay?

I waited out a hurricane.
A tree once fell right in front of my tent.
Fifty centimetres closer
and I wouldn’t be here.

Cold desert nights.
Rainy campfires.
Washing in rivers or between cabanas.

Wild bushes as bathrooms.
Loud music, traffic, barking dogs,
non-stop.
Bed bugs too.

Dogs that chased me, bit me, singled me out.

I learned to share space with strangers.
And to be alone in the jungle at night,
afraid
and still stay.

None of this felt romantic.
It was uncomfortable.
Overwhelming.

And even now,
I rarely tell these stories.
Because words flatten what the body remembers.

My body still carries them.
Quietly.
Like something precious.

These are the memories that shaped me.
That gave the last ten years texture.

Everything is temporary.

And even in the hardest moments,
I knew there were still people to meet.
Stories to live.
Connections waiting.

That knowing
kept me going.

12/01/2026

Dos prácticas que abren el corazón se encuentran en un mismo espacio:
Yoga de la Risa y Authentic Relating.

La risa afloja el cuerpo.
El juego suaviza las defensas.
La presencia hace posible el encuentro.

Una combinación potente para quienes buscan conexión real, sin esfuerzo ni máscaras — también si sos introvertida.

💗 Es una actividad ideal para venir con amigas, hermanas o mujeres cercanas a tu corazón.
Un espacio para celebrar el Día de la Mujer juntas, desde el cuerpo, la risa y la presencia.

La invitación es llegar tal como estás.
Lo demás se va creando, paso a paso, en el contacto 🤍

📅 Domingo 25 de enero de 2026
⏰ 2:30 – 6:00 pm
📍 Prado Alto, San Pedro Sula
💫 Incluye taller, cena y bebida
💰 L 900

🔗 Inscripción: link en bio

08/01/2026

𝐀𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝, 𝐈 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

Coconut trees.
A hammock.
A slower rhythm.
Different languages.
A life that felt softer than the one around me.

That dream didn’t disappear when adult life started.
I just pushed it aside.

Until the life I was living
started slipping through my fingers.

I didn’t leave because I was brave.
I left with a form of social anxiety.
With insecurities.
With doubts.

Travel didn’t magically fix me.
But it gave me something else:
emotional freedom.

A more authentic version of myself.
A happier one.
Inner stability,
when life stayed fluid, without a fixed plan or place.

Ten years later, I realize:
this was never about escaping.
It was about listening.
About trusting that quiet inner voice
that kept whispering,
even when fear was louder.

Again.
And again.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫?

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟.

06/01/2026

I didn’t travel to see the world.
I traveled to feel alive again.

There were years when my life looked fine from the outside.
Work.
Relationships.
Plans.
And still, something in me felt muted.

Travel doesn’t give me answers.
It gives me sensation.
Movement.
Contrast.
Edges.

Ten years later, I know this much:
what I was looking for was never a destination.
It is contact.
With myself.
With life.

And this is still what guides how I work with people today.

Some people collect stamps.
I collect moments.

I stay on the road because it keeps me awake.
Present.
In my body.

04/01/2026

Intensity doesn’t always mean danger.

I almost didn’t go into the sweat lodge.
I was terrified.
Claustrophobic.
In a foreign country.
With people I barely knew.

I had heard all the stories.
Panic.
Fainting.
Losing control.
And I don’t even last five minutes in a sauna.

Still, something in me said yes.
Not courage.
Curiosity.

🔹 Australia, early in my travels.

We sat on the ground.
Dark.
Stones glowing red as they were carried in.
Songs.
A drum.
A didgeridoo.
Herbs on the stones, no sweat smell, only scent.

Round after round, I melted.
Not into panic.
Into presence.

At some point, I stepped outside to breathe.
Cold night air on my skin.
My heart wide open.

And suddenly this thought landed,
quietly, unmistakably:

If I hadn’t stayed alive,
I would never have known this.

Not the ritual itself.
But the depth of being here.
Fully.
Grateful.

That night marked something.
Not because it was spiritual.
But because my body learned something my mind never could.

That I can stay.
Even when it’s intense.

02/01/2026

31 December 2015.
I was on a plane to Thailand, with my best friend.

I didn’t know it yet, but this was the start of a completely new life phase.

Jetlagged, we woke up to the sound of fireworks.
“Happy New Year, Silke.”
“Let’s try to sleep again. Our adventure starts tomorrow,” I said, smiling.

One year earlier, New Year’s Eve looked very different.

I was crying my lungs out on a packed dance floor at a dance retreat.
Miserable.
Hollow.

Convinced the year ahead would be hell.
My world had just collapsed.
Back then, I couldn’t see it,
but that inner earthquake was the only way something new could ever begin.

When I was in the middle of it, there was no light at the end of my tunnel.
No plan. No clarity. No trust.

Just a body depleted and tense.
A heart in pieces.
A deep sense of betrayal
Betrayal by life, by others, by existence itself.

What followed was never meant to be “a ten-year journey.”
I couldn’t have imagined it.
My mind was focused on survival.
On control.
On holding it together.

There was no space yet for magic.

And still, that rupture became the beginning of a different version of me.
One that could let light back in.
Move with lighter steps.
Feel more.
Connect deeper.

To leave that place that felt cold, dark, and unbearably lonely,
I had to crack open first.

Was it easy?
No.

Was it worth it?
Hell yes.

Ten years later, I can say this with honesty:
I’m grateful for all of it.
For everyone who walked with me.
And even for those who ‘betrayed’ me
because without them, I might never have been freed.

This was the beginning, even if I couldn’t see it yet.
More pieces will follow, stay tuned

26/12/2025

Dos prácticas que abren el corazón se encuentran en un mismo espacio:
Yoga de la Risa y Authentic Relating.

La risa afloja el cuerpo.
El juego baja las defensas.
La presencia hace posible el encuentro.

Una combinación potente para quienes buscan conexión real, sin esfuerzo ni máscaras — también si sos introvertido/a.
La invitación es llegar tal como estás. Lo demás se va creando, paso a paso, en el contacto 🤍

📅 Domingo 25 de enero 2026
⏰ 2:30 – 6:00 pm
📍 Prado Alto, San Pedro Sula
💫 Incluye taller, cena y bebida
💰 L 900

🔗 Inscripción: link en bio

21/12/2025

𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡,
𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬, 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲.

Rewriting your emotional blueprint happens in small moments.
Not in breakthroughs,
but in the quiet choices you consciously make every day:

When you pause instead of react.
When you breathe instead of filling the silence.
When you ask instead of guessing what others want.
When you stay present even when part of you wants to shut down.

These micro-movements rewire your system.
They shape how you love, connect, repair and respond.

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲:
A pause.
A breath.
A question.
Just one.
Which one feels possible for you today?

Share it in the comments; someone else might need that reminder too.

18/12/2025

𝐔𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.

What I often see in sessions
is that triggers rarely arrive as a crisis.
They show up in the smallest moments.

A friend who doesn’t check in.
A message that takes too long.
A partner who reacts “the wrong way.”
A family member who doesn’t notice the struggle.

When we slow down and look beneath the surface,
the intensity often points to something older,
a younger part that once learned:

“I shouldn’t ask too much.”
“I need to be perfect to be seen.”
“People leave when I express my needs.”

Your emotions aren’t exaggerations.
They’re indicators.
Flashlights illuminating the places where your system is still asking for care and attention.

Emotional regulation doesn’t erase your expectations.
It helps you meet the right part of the story
and it protects both your relationships and yourself.

What if this week,
you simply notice one moment where your emotion spikes quickly?
Instead of analysing the situation, you ask:
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰?
Showing up with empathy to this part of you can soften the whole experience.

If you recognise a pattern of being easily triggered and want support to untangle it,
and to regulate faster, with more ease,
you’re welcome to reach out.

16/12/2025

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬
𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝.

As a kid and teenager, I often found myself disappointed or hurt.
Not because people around me were unkind,
but because I carried expectations that no one really understood,
including me.

I wanted others to know what I needed without me saying it.
I wanted emotional availability from people who didn’t grow up with that language.
I wanted connection in places where survival, habits or silence were louder.

When those expectations weren’t met, it felt heavy.
Sadness. Frustration. Anger.
It lived in my body long before I knew how to recognise it.

Growing up didn’t magically change my family.
It changed my capacity.

Slowly I learned how to regulate my inner world,
to feel a wave without drowning in it,
to notice a trigger without reacting to it,
to name what I needed instead of hoping others would guess.

When your nervous system grows,
your expectations grow with it.
You stop asking others to save you from feelings.
You have learned how to meet your own needs or ask for them.

Today’s invitation is to notice one expectation that keeps hurting you,
and feel what changes when you meet the emotion first,
before placing it onto someone else.

If this resonates, you can save it for the moments you need grounding instead of reactivity.

03/12/2025

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡.
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

One of the things I see so often in sessions,
regardless of where someone lives or what their life looks like,
is how quickly we believe the loudest thought in our mind.

Not the deepest one.
Not the wisest one.
Just the loudest one.

And that loud one is usually born out of stress, transition, old patterns, uncertainty…
especially when someone carries a lot on the inside.

In therapy, we don’t just talk about the thought.
We slow down enough to notice:

where it comes from,
how your body responds to it,
what emotion sits underneath,
which part of you is speaking,
what’s the primary function of this part...

We don’t try to silence anything.
We explore the different voices inside
so you can have more agency over which one you choose to listen to,
instead of letting the loudest one run the show.

And when we do that, more space opens up inside;
space for clarity, grounding, and calm.
And as a natural byproduct, a little more softness often returns,
a bit more self-kindness.

When do you become quiet enough to hear your inner truth speak from its wiser part?

——
✨ 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑦 & 𝐷𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝐵𝑖𝑜

27/11/2025

✨ 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭: “𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧?”

What follows is a shortcut in my brain:
“euh… how to even start answering this?
For each client or even each session, it’s different…
How unprofessional do I seem if I can’t answer this, etc…”

Although I see therapy working every single day.
How something softens, opens, shifts.

But unlike a coach selling “10K per month” or “lose 10 kilos in 7 weeks,”
We can’t put it into one sexy headline.

Psychotherapy is subtler.
Less Instagrammable.
But no less powerful.

Recently, I decided to do 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭:
After each session, I noted the impact my clients themselves described.

This is what my clients tell me:
💬 More clarity & order in the chaos
💬 Clearer priorities
💬 Choice & alignment again
💬 More positive thoughts
💬 Feeling more inner peace
💬 Small, realistic action steps
💬 Realizing: “I create my reality through my inner dialogue.”
💬 More comfortable with the emotions they are experiencing
💬 A weight that’s lifted from their shoulders

These aren’t the ‘big breakthroughs’.
They’re 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬,
the quiet steps that accumulate over time.

Therapy is about:
• deep, sustainable shifts.
• a quiet journey of coming home to yourself.
• learning to be ok even when you are facing a challenging reality.

If you’re in therapy and getting a bit impatient:
Trust your process.
Step by step.

Remember:
T𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐎 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞-𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲!

🔹 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 – 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘-𝑓𝑖𝑥 𝑐𝑜𝑝𝑦-𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 – 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝐷𝑀 𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙; 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 BIO 📩

👉 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒?
✨ 𝑆𝑖𝑔𝑛 𝑢𝑝 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑤𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑛 BIO

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http://www.movingheartstherapy.com/

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