30/03/2026
5 years of weaving breathwork into earth alters
Each one created in a different moment…
A different version of me…
A different rhythm of my breath.
What began with a repeating story of 'I’m not creative:…
Became a lovely little remembering.
A remembering that creativity lives in the body...
In the breath...
In the spaces where the nervous system softens…
enough to feel… to open… to express.
Each alter holds a frequency
Of presence..
Of ceremony..
Of transformation
Woven into the breathwork space,
As an anchor for our journey
As a focal point of presence
As a co-regulating field for the nervous system to land, soften and expand.
I've witnessed so many brave, tender beautiful moments here...
As breath deepens...
As bodies open...
As people remember parts of themselves that they thought were lost.
The most beautiful moments where breath, body, and earth meet as one.
Which one calls you the most?