Inanna Sanctuary: Integrative Health

11/13/2025

I wrote Love That Stays for every child who misses someone deeply…For every grown-up who sits beside them, holding space for love in all its forms. Because love never disappears, it simply changes shape.

11/10/2025

“Grief isn’t bad or wrong. It’s love, trying to find somewhere to go.”

Sometimes tears are just love spilling out.

Coming soon! 🥰

11/06/2025

it’s here! 😍
My book, Grief as Praise: A Surrender Into Love, is now available on Indigo Books (Canada). This is my heart’s offering…a gentle guide to remembering that grief is love, still speaking.

Grab your copy on Indigo and share with someone who needs a little light today.

With love…

…Freyja

Buy the book Grief as Praise: A Surrender Into Love by freyja inanna at Indigo

10/30/2025

Crying is a powerful release and helps balance the body on all levels…so important!
Voice, breath, movement and sensation = mental, energetic, physical and emotional.

Crying is a bioregulatory process. When we cry, our body releases built-up activation, the physiological charge of pain, fear, or grief.

Tears, breath, and sound all help shift the nervous system from isolation toward connection.

If someone is present and attuned, the act of crying allows the system to move from overwhelm toward integration, restoring balance.

In pain, crying doesn’t just express distress; it alsohelps the body find safety again.

Yep, in our corporatized Western mainstream left-brain culture, crying is considered a sign of weakness. It asks, "How dare you need to come back into balance?"

Interpersonal Neurobiology says, "Balance is my birthright."



IMAGE: detail from my watercolor, "Crying Under the Window," while it was in process. It depicts when I was so worn down from too much abuse and not enough care that all I could do was lie in bed and cry. I was 14 years old.

10/29/2025

In Western culture, we’re rarely taught how to say goodbye. We know how to fight for another day, how to “stay strong,” how to keep busy…but not how to sit at the bedside and speak the tender last things. We’ve misplaced the old rituals that once held us: the songs, the vigils, the circles of hands and stories. So we fumble for words, apologize for tears, and grieve in private as if love were an embarrassment.

Here is a different way: slow down. Say the simple truths…“I love you. Thank you. I’m sorry. I forgive you.” Breathe together. Touch a hand. Tell the stories out loud. Let the body weep, wail, fall silent. Invite the village back in with soup, candles, and presence.

We haven’t forgotten because we’re weak; we’ve forgotten because no one showed us. We can remember…together.

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10/18/2025

Living the Revolution

To live the revolution is to become a living contradiction to everything empire taught us.

It is to rest without guilt in a world that measures worth by productivity.
It is to feast without shame in a culture that profits from our hunger.
It is to love without apology in a society built on hierarchy and hate.
It is to dance and touch and create and weep and or**sm as if the world depends on it…because it does.

It is to raise children who know their bodies as sacred.
To build economies rooted in reciprocity instead of extraction.
To create art that reawakens the collective soul.
To organize movements not just around what we’re fighting, but around what we’re here to become.

Radiance is not passive. It is not naïve. It is not “love and light” as an excuse to ignore injustice. It is a political stance…a refusal to let the old world dictate the terms of our becoming. It is the decision to build the new one with our hands, our hearts, our hips, our whole selves.

~ Freyja Inanna - From my work in progress, ‘The Sacred Rebellion: Reclaiming Pleasure as a Path to the Divine’ © 2025

10/10/2025

“Ecstasy is not frivolous. It is not indulgence. It is not luxury.
Ecstasy is revolt.”
~ Freyja Inanna - The Sacred Rebellion: Reclaiming Pleasure as a Path to the Divine © 2025

10/10/2025

The Sacred Work Ahead

From my work in progress, ‘The Sacred Rebellion: Reclaiming Pleasure as a Path to the Divine’ © 2025

We are living in a time when fascism is rising again, when bodies are legislated and wombs are policed, when trans kids are targeted and q***r love is vilified. These are not isolated policies…they are desperate attempts to reassert control over the wildness of the erotic. Because systems built on domination know that if we return to the body — to its joy, its rage, its hunger, its holiness — we will no longer submit.

So let us make our healing dangerous.

Let us strip shame from our skin and call our pleasure sacred.
Let us dance our protest and f**k as prayer.
Let us make every or**sm a spell against empire.
Let us teach our children that their bodies are holy and their desire is wisdom.
Let us remember that the revolution will not be legislated…it will be felt.

Because in the end, it is not guns or governments that topple empires. It is the refusal of the human spirit to stay numb. It is the wildfire of embodied joy. It is the ungovernable pulse of a people who have remembered that ecstasy is their birthright.

And once we have remembered that, no system of control — not patriarchy, not white supremacy, not capitalism, not empire — can stand.

~ Freyja Inanna



Photo credit Pexels.com

10/07/2025

Embodiment as Prayer

You do not need to transcend the body to touch God.
Every inhale, every stretch, every or**sm is proof that divinity lives inside sensation.

To live erotically awakened is to be present enough to feel the sacred in everything…the scent of rain, the pulse in your wrist, the ache that reminds you you’re alive.

~ Freyja Inanna

From my work in progress, ‘The Sacred Rebellion: Reclaiming Pleasure as a Path to the Divine’ © 2025

09/27/2025

Let’s Get Grief As Praise on the Bestseller List! 💫

My book, Grief As Praise: A Surrender Into Love, is now officially available worldwide on Amazon…and I need your help. ❤️🙏🏼

If this work has touched your heart in any way, or if you believe the world needs more sacred, honest spaces for grief and healing, I’d be so grateful if you’d support me in this mission:

- Buy the book (every early sale counts toward bestseller rankings!)
- Gift it to a friend, therapist, healer, or support group
- Share this post with your community or story
- Leave a review on Amazon if you’ve already read it

This book was born from deep loss, and written as a love letter to all who grieve.

Let’s make grief sacred again. Let’s show the world that mourning is praise.
With all my heart…thank you for walking this path with me.

~ Freyja

👉 Amazon Canada https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0FRSCYLF8?ref=fed_asin_title

Amazon USA https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FRSCYLF8?ref=fed_asin_title

Grief As Praise is available internationally so please search the title on your country’s Amazon platform of you’re outside Canada and the USA.

09/25/2025

More of this please! ❤️🙏🏼
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09/24/2025

Embalming Grief: How We Delay the Inevitable
A reflection on our fear of mortality and the sacred return to the earth.

In the modern world, we often live as though we are separate from nature. We pave it, tame it, confine it, and try to insulate ourselves from its cycles. Nowhere is this more apparent than in the ways we deal with death. We cannot seem to accept that the end of the body is not an aberration but the most natural conclusion of life’s arc.

Instead of allowing the body to return gently to the soil, we seek to delay, disguise, and deny what is inevitable. We place our loved ones in sealed coffins, stone tombs, and concrete vaults…as if the earth were a contaminant rather than the womb from which we came. We embalm the body with chemicals, halting the process of decay for a time, while pushing down our grief under the illusion of preservation.

But these practices do not protect us. They only reflect our deep discomfort with mortality. They reveal how much we fear the truth that the body…like every leaf, every animal, every breath…belongs to the earth. We are not above this cycle. We are part of it.

In trying to keep death “clean,” “sanitary,” or “distant,” we rob ourselves of the profound wisdom that comes from remembering: decay is not an end, but a transformation. The body returns to the soil, the soil nourishes life, and the cycle continues. To resist this truth is to resist life itself.

Grief, too, follows a natural rhythm. Just as we try to embalm and entomb the body, we often attempt to suppress our sorrow…delaying its expression or keeping it hidden. Yet grief is meant to move through us, to break us open, and to root us more deeply in love. By denying both grief and decay, we distance ourselves from the intimacy of our place in the great web of being.

What if, instead, we could re-imagine death not as something to hide from but as something to honor? What if our farewell rituals allowed us to witness the sacred return…the giving back of flesh and bone to Mother Earth? In such a perspective, mortality becomes not a horror to avoid but a teacher, a guide, a reminder that our lives are threads in a vast and unbroken tapestry.

To embrace death as part of life is to release control, to surrender the illusion of separation, and to remember that we belong wholly and humbly to the earth.



Photo - Glascow Necropolis taken by Freyja Inanna, October 2024

Embalming Grief: How We Delay the Inevitable
A reflection on our fear of mortality and the sacred return to the earth.

In the modern world, we often live as though we are separate from nature. We pave it, tame it, confine it, and try to insulate ourselves from its cycles. Nowhere is this more apparent than in the ways we deal with death. We cannot seem to accept that the end of the body is not an aberration but the most natural conclusion of life’s arc.

Instead of allowing the body to return gently to the soil, we seek to delay, disguise, and deny what is inevitable. We place our loved ones in sealed coffins, stone tombs, and concrete vaults…as if the earth were a contaminant rather than the womb from which we came. We embalm the body with chemicals, halting the process of decay for a time, while pushing down our grief under the illusion of preservation.

But these practices do not protect us. They only reflect our deep discomfort with mortality. They reveal how much we fear the truth that the body…like every leaf, every animal, every breath…belongs to the earth. We are not above this cycle. We are part of it.

In trying to keep death “clean,” “sanitary,” or “distant,” we rob ourselves of the profound wisdom that comes from remembering: decay is not an end, but a transformation. The body returns to the soil, the soil nourishes life, and the cycle continues. To resist this truth is to resist life itself.

Grief, too, follows a natural rhythm. Just as we try to embalm and entomb the body, we often attempt to suppress our sorrow…delaying its expression or keeping it hidden. Yet grief is meant to move through us, to break us open, and to root us more deeply in love. By denying both grief and decay, we distance ourselves from the intimacy of our place in the great web of being.

What if, instead, we could re-imagine death not as something to hide from but as something to honor? What if our farewell rituals allowed us to witness the sacred return…the giving back of flesh and bone to Mother Earth? In such a perspective, mortality becomes not a horror to avoid but a teacher, a guide, a reminder that our lives are threads in a vast and unbroken tapestry.

To embrace death as part of life is to release control, to surrender the illusion of separation, and to remember that we belong wholly and humbly to the earth.



Photo - Glascow Necropolis taken by Freyja Inanna, October 2024