Michelle Patton

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Holistic Hairdresser
I offer my expertise haircutting|styling skills for your personal expression of beauty while holding a ceremonial space for a harmonious flow of mind, body & spirit with the facilitation of energy work.

I’m feeling the weight of what’s happening in our country right now, and the call to speak to it is impossible to ignore...
01/27/2026

I’m feeling the weight of what’s happening in our country right now, and the call to speak to it is impossible to ignore.
The chaos we’re witnessing isn’t new—it’s the echo of a story centuries in the making. Land stolen. Voices erased. Truths rewritten. And now, it’s asking us to wake up.

This is why I do what I do. I’m endlessly grateful for my guests meeting me with openness, curiosity, and trust. To be i...
01/18/2026

This is why I do what I do. I’m endlessly grateful for my guests meeting me with openness, curiosity, and trust. To be invited into someone’s transformation— emotionally, energetically, and physically— is a privilege I don’t take lightly.
Thank you , for your willingness, your presence, and for allowing me to hold space with you.
This work is an honor ✨

And also if you feel called to share your experience, a review is always greatly appreciated. I have a few links in my linktree to my personal google pages and or also or google pages as well.

THANK YOU for your love and support always.

People don’t just change their hair here — In my chair, presence matters.Not performance.Not fixing.Not rushing someone ...
01/15/2026

People don’t just change their hair here —
In my chair, presence matters.
Not performance.
Not fixing.
Not rushing someone toward confidence.
It’s
Attunement.
Listening.
Trust.
Consent.
Gentle holding.
This is a chair where people are witnessed.
Their stories.
Their grief.
Their becoming.
Where reflection is met with care, not correction.
Validation is not agreement.
Witnessing is not fixing.
Compassion is not bypassing.
When someone feels seen and understood,
their nervous system softens.
Their breath deepens.
Their body remembers safety.
This is why the chair can be healing.
Not because I change their hair —
but because I change how it feels
to be seen while I do.
Humans heal when met with compassion.
The mirror doesn’t do the healing —
the witnessing does.
This is how I practice.
Hairdressing is relational work.
And this chair holds more medicine
than we ware ever taught to name.

What do you do to step out of your headwhen your thoughts start spinning little stories without you?I go straight to gro...
01/13/2026

What do you do to step out of your head
when your thoughts start spinning little stories without you?
I go straight to grounding.
Because when we’re caught in our thoughts,
the one place we aren’t
is here.
In the body.
Now.
Your body is your personal HERE & NOW portal.
Grounding is how you step back through it—
a soft return, not a correction.
It calls your spirit home.

One of my favorite ways to do this is a simple remembering through the elements:
Air. Water. Fire. Earth.
…and Cosmos.
My quiet daily game is to touch all five—
a gentle scavenger hunt for presence.
Here’s how it shows up for me:
AIR
I let the breeze meet my skin.
Sometimes that’s my hand out the car window,
sometimes just a deep, intentional breath.
If air is moving & the birds are singing, I’m listening.
WATER
Hot shower. No rushing.
I want to feel the water—
not plan, not problem-solve—
just let it land on my body and bring me back.
FIRE
I’m a sun gazer at heart.
First thing everyday is at least thirty minutes, even on the rainy cold days.
Or I’ll sit with a candle or the fireplace and watch the flame dance,
remembering that presence flickers,
but it never leaves.
EARTH
Tree hugging is non-negotiable.
I hug my tree Winifred out front every day.
Sometimes I wander barefoot in the dirt,
sometimes I just get my hands messy and remember—
I belong here.
Earth doesn’t ask questions. It holds.
COSMOS
For the love of all that is… look up.
We spend so much time looking down
that we forget we’re already part of something vast.
During the day, I soften my eyes and watch the clouds drift—
letting my thoughts do the same.
At night, I meet the stars and remember
I am both small and infinite,
held in the great unfolding.
No fixing.
No forcing.
Just coming back into the body,
one element at a time.

This ray of sunshine made her way from the east coast for a visit, bringing with her a familiar ease and the sun☀️Thank ...
01/10/2026

This ray of sunshine made her way from the east coast for a visit, bringing with her a familiar ease and the sun☀️
Thank you for the trust, wonderful conversation and the light💫you bring to the world.

For too long, the “beauty” has been weaponized by culture.  Its tainted version is one tied to comparison, perfection, a...
01/04/2026

For too long, the “beauty” has been weaponized by culture. Its tainted version is one tied to comparison, perfection, and performance. In salons, in mirrors, even in the words we use, it often arrives as: “Fix this. Brighten that. Make it better.”
But what if beauty wasn’t about fixing?
What if it wasn’t about passing a standard or impressing anyone?
In my work, I’m reclaiming it.
The chair, the mirror, the hands on hair—they become invitations to presence, not performance.
To resonance rather than comparison.
To coherence, where inner life and outer presence meet.
Presence first.
Arrive in your body. Let your breath drop. Let your shoulders soften.
Then notice resonance:
Does this expression, this posture, this energy match me?
And from that, coherence emerges naturally.
Beauty as a byproduct.
Not a goal. Not a measure.
Just what happens when we stop leaving ourselves in the act of looking—and start arriving here.
Try it when you look in the mirror today:
Breathe.
Ask:
Am I here with myself?
Notice what your body answers.

01/02/2026

Things we’re done with in 2026:
• Glow-ups
• “New you”
• Beauty narratives that were never ours
• Hustled becoming
• Fixing disguised as care

Things we’re inviting:
• Soft homecomings
• Gentle remembering
• Welcoming yourself back
• Beauty that arrives in its own timing
• Being witnessed without needing to change

thank you for your trust always 🫶💫✨

I see hair through a holistic lens, a threshold where mind, body, and spirit meet.This is an aspect of the body lens—whe...
12/29/2025

I see hair through a holistic lens, a threshold where mind, body, and spirit meet.
This is an aspect of the body lens—
where sensation and the nervous system shape how we feel, experience and become.

Have you ever had a moment of deep clarity—one that lands in your body and whispers, this is true for me?As some of you ...
12/22/2025

Have you ever had a moment of deep clarity—
one that lands in your body and whispers, this is true for me?
As some of you know, I was raised Catholic. And from a very young age, something felt… off. I couldn’t name it then, but every CCD class and church service carried a quiet dissonance in my body.
As a young adult, I rejected it outright—making waves at home—yet still carried out my “duties,” continuing toward the sacraments. Eventually, in my late teens, I let it slip away. And since then, I’ve spent most of my life reclaiming God.
That reclamation has taken many forms: learning through different spiritual lenses, dismantling versions of religion built on power and control, and allowing my understanding to widen and deepen. It has changed me. It has softened me. It has expanded my relationship with God—now inclusive of Goddess, and of beings, realms, and stars we don’t often speak of.
And then… yesterday.
Oh, yesterday.
For the Winter Solstice, I had the honor of sitting in ceremony with dear friends—guided by women telling the story of winter through the lens of four priestesses. It was rich. Sacred. Alive.
As I listened and participated, my body spoke again and again: chills, tears, laughter, joy. A knowing.
This feels true.
For 53 years, nothing has felt truer.
And then there was the music—holiday classics lovingly adapted for the solstice, for this story. As we sang O Holy Night, reading the word GODDESS, tears poured and chills rippled through me.
This is true for me.
This feels right for me.
I’m sharing adapted lyrics to these beautiful holiday songs here, if you feel called to receive them. I know we all hold different spiritual beliefs, and this is not shared to diminish or disrespect anyone’s faith. That is the beauty of sovereignty.
I simply feel called to share my truth—
in case it resonates with someone else’s story,
someone else’s remembering.

👀 Spot the sacred witnessOur tiny🕷️guardian weaving quiet magic for us today✨
12/21/2025

👀 Spot the sacred witness
Our tiny🕷️guardian weaving quiet magic for us today✨

hair magic confirmed 🔮when  your guest sends a selfie and calls you a hair wizard…over here feeling charmed 🪄
12/16/2025

hair magic confirmed 🔮when your guest sends a selfie and calls you a hair wizard…
over here feeling charmed 🪄

The honest truth is this:This journey hasn’t been easy — not for him, not for me.Sobriety asks for a kind of courage mos...
12/12/2025

The honest truth is this:
This journey hasn’t been easy — not for him, not for me.
Sobriety asks for a kind of courage most people never witness.
And being married through it means feeling everything: the history, the old hurts, the resentment that sneaks in, the unspoken words, the moments where patience feels like the hardest thing in the world.
And the bigger truth?
We’re still in it.
It’s not a one-time choice tied up with a bow.
It’s a living, breathing path that needs constant tending —
nurturing, honesty, space, repair,
yelling when it’s real,
crying when it’s needed,
and love and reverence woven through it all.
We’re still walking it — together and individually — always learning how to meet each new layer.
When he chose sobriety… I chose to walk the path with him.
Not as a shadow, not as a savior — but as a partner, shoulder to shoulder, choosing the work, the healing, the devotion it would take to rebuild and reimagine our life.
One of the most beautiful parts of his journey has been watching him find nature as his church —
the place where he returns to his body instead of escaping it.
Where the woods steady him.
Where the mountains clear him.
Where the trails give him back to himself.
This has become his grounding, his medicine, his way home.
And now — 13 years. 12/12/2012
A date aligned with portals, patterns, and divine timing.
It is one of the deepest honors of my life to walk this path beside you, Jamie.
I’m forever grateful we chose sobriety — both of us — and everything that choice continues to reveal.
So today…
we CELEBRATE YOU.
We HONOR YOU.
Thirteen years of choosing you.
Choosing life — real, grounded, embodied life.
Choosing presence instead of escape.
Choosing the highest timeline available.
Opening doors to new beginnings — for yourself, for us, for our whole family.
I love you endlessly — through the light, the fire, the process, the continual becoming — through every version of us across every timeline in this brilliant multiverse. 💫

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Tuesday 7pm - 5pm
Wednesday 10am - 6pm
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