Natasha Durand-Moulton

Natasha Durand-Moulton Transformation with a Twist đź”®
Holistic wisdom meets modern magic. www.natashadurandmoulton.com

I help people break cycles, embrace change, and step into their most authentic selves, without the fluff or outdated traditions.

12/05/2025

Had a fantastic live discussion today over on with the fantastic Margaret Williams. We talked about how to break those family curses and create a generation of healed, healthy, and happy people!

As we prepare to close this week’s sacred chapter, we are invited to pause not to forget the story, but to honor it.Even...
09/28/2025

As we prepare to close this week’s sacred chapter, we are invited to pause not to forget the story, but to honor it.

Even when our lineage holds pain, silence, or struggle, we can choose how we carry it forward. We don’t have to repeat the story, but we can respect its roots. We can acknowledge what our mothers, grandmothers, and ancestors endured without glorifying their suffering. We can say: you should not have had to survive that, and I will do differently because of you.

Honoring the feminine line doesn’t mean we idealize the past. It means we listen with open hearts, we sift through what is ours to keep, and we let go of what was never meant to be carried. We plant new seeds in their name. We speak aloud what was once silenced. We live with more gentleness, more boundaries, more joy not despite their stories, but because we were shaped by them.

This is legacy work. Not the kind etched in marble, but the kind whispered across generations through small acts of healing. Through softness. Through truth and the courage to change the ending.

Today, let yourself feel proud not just of what you’ve uncovered, but of how you choose to move forward. That choice is the true altar. That is how we honor the women who came before us.

When we’ve spent the week unraveling old stories of our mothers, our grandmothers, our lineages, and ourselves, we must ...
09/27/2025

When we’ve spent the week unraveling old stories of our mothers, our grandmothers, our lineages, and ourselves, we must remember this: integration takes time.

Just like food, emotions and experiences need space to be digested. We can’t rush this part. Rest isn’t a luxury, it’s the sacred second half of the cycle. First we receive. Then we rest. Only then can we truly metabolize what we’ve taken in, breaking it down, absorbing the wisdom, and releasing what no longer serves.

This work is not light. It is soul-deep, bone-deep work. That means you need space to recover. To lay it all down. To be held and to breathe.

So if this week stirred something inside you, if it asked hard questions or pulled at old wounds, give yourself grace. You don’t need to push through. You need to soften.

This weekend, make room for quiet. Rest deeply. Let your body and spirit catch up with the story. Because healing is not only in the digging it’s in the pause that follows.

For generations, we’ve been taught not to air our dirty laundry. We’ve been told to stay quiet, to keep the family secre...
09/26/2025

For generations, we’ve been taught not to air our dirty laundry. We’ve been told to stay quiet, to keep the family secrets hidden, to be polite, pleasant, and palatable, no matter what pain we carried. In that silence, cycles of harm have continued. The hurt passed down. The shame deepened. The stories remained unspoken.

But something sacred happens when women come together and speak out. When we whisper the truth that was never allowed to be said aloud. When we share the weight we’ve been carrying and find out we are not the only ones. When we say, “This happened to me,” and someone else says, “Me too. I see you. And it was never your fault.”

There is power in that kind of sharing. There is healing in community.There is wisdom in the collective wisdom that comes not just from our triumphs, but from our pain, our resilience, and our refusal to be silenced any longer.

When women gather and speak, the story changes. Not just for us, but for the generations to come.

Let’s keep talking.
Let’s keep listening.
Let’s keep rising together.

There comes a moment in every woman’s life when she realizes:She does not have to repeat the old story. She can lay down...
09/25/2025

There comes a moment in every woman’s life when she realizes:

She does not have to repeat the old story. She can lay down the mask. She can pick up the thread. She can begin again. This is how we reclaim the sacred feminine not by asking permission, but by telling the truth.

By saying:
This is my body.
This is my voice.
This is my life.

We reclaim our stories in small ways a boundary held, a truth spoken aloud, a tradition questioned, and a future rewritten. This is not rebellion. This is return to what was once ours, and will be ours again. Let this be the day you rise not in spite of the past but because of it.

Reclaim your name.
Reclaim your fire.
Reclaim your story.

There are stories in every family that sit like stones in the belly. Grief passed down through matrilineal lines: a gran...
09/24/2025

There are stories in every family that sit like stones in the belly. Grief passed down through matrilineal lines: a grandmother’s silence, a mother’s heartbreak, or a sister’s ache that never had a name.

And yet… grief is not only a wound. It is a place where beauty can grow if we tend to it gently. We are the ones who can say, “This ends with me, but its meaning will not be lost.”

We are the ones who can take sorrow and shape it into something sacred—
a boundary, a lullaby, a prayer, a new path forward.

We do not erase their pain. We honor it by choosing to live differently.

Today, hold space for the grief in your line.
Then ask: What beautiful thing can I make from this?

We are not just born from blood and bone, we are born from story.From our mother’s sighs.From our grandmother’s silence....
09/23/2025

We are not just born from blood and bone, we are born from story.

From our mother’s sighs.
From our grandmother’s silence.
From the choices they made to survive, to love, and to carry on.

Today’s blog release invites you to trace that thread:
back through your mother’s eyes, your grandmother’s grief, your great-grandmother’s prayers, and the line of women who walked before you.

Their voices echo in our own sometimes whispered, sometimes weeping. Sometimes they speak in the language of anxiety or fear, sometimes in the silence of things never said.

But here, today, we choose to listen. To gather those stories not just as burdens, but as seeds to be replanted, rewritten, and made to bloom in a new way.

This is how we reclaim the feminine story:
By writing the next chapter with our own hands.
Not to erase what came before but to give ourselves permission to live beyond it.

New blog now live: www.natashadurandmoulton.com/wild-and-wise
New Substack as well: https://substack.com/?utm_campaign=profile&utm_medium=profile-page

I won’t be posting anything next week. After reviewing the analytics, I’m going to take a step back and figure out what ...
09/23/2025

I won’t be posting anything next week. After reviewing the analytics, I’m going to take a step back and figure out what direction I want to go and what needs to change. I want to follow the concept of “do less and accomplish more”.

Not all inheritance comes in the form of heirlooms or names.Some of it lives in our nervous systems.In the way we flinch...
09/22/2025

Not all inheritance comes in the form of heirlooms or names.
Some of it lives in our nervous systems.
In the way we flinch before we speak.
In the way we silence our needs.
In the way joy feels… unfamiliar.

We inherit emotions the way we inherit eye color.
Sometimes passed down in gestures, in glances, in unspoken rules.
Sometimes written into our very DNA, encoded through generations of survival.

Did your mother ever speak her truth?
Did her mother know how to rest?
Did her mother feel safe to feel?

When we talk about emotional healing, we must begin here with the story that lives in the body before we ever speak a word.

This week, we ask:
Which emotions were you taught to carry?
And which ones were you told to bury?

This is the beginning of remembering what was never ours to hold and choosing, with gentleness, what we pass forward.

What if the way we see ourselves, our sensitivity, our softness, our intuition, and our emotion not as a flaw, but a fra...
09/21/2025

What if the way we see ourselves, our sensitivity, our softness, our intuition, and our emotion not as a flaw, but a fragment of a much older story?

A story whispered through generations of women who lived, endured, created, lost, birthed, nurtured, and survived.

The judgments placed on feminine traits like emotionality, sensuality, receptivity, and stillness did not appear out of nowhere. They were forged in moments of real consequence, in eras where a woman’s voice could cost her safety, her autonomy, even her life.

To reclaim these traits is not simply to “be empowered”, it is to remember. To remember the women before us who carried these traits in secret or who paid the price for expressing them out loud.

We cannot heal what we refuse to name.
And we cannot name what we do not remember.

Today, we turn the page. We bridge the feminine story to the feminine self. We allow the garden of memory to bloom again and we listen.

What qualities in you once felt like too much…
but might actually be a sacred inheritance?

The future must be feminine.And I don’t just mean that we need more women in power — though we absolutely do. I mean tha...
09/20/2025

The future must be feminine.

And I don’t just mean that we need more women in power — though we absolutely do. I mean that we need to bring back the feminine qualities that our culture has buried and dismissed: compassion, patience, empathy, intuition, collaboration, gentleness, and emotional wisdom.

For too long, we have exalted aggression and domination as the highest forms of strength. We have glorified leaders who shout the loudest, who wield the biggest stick, who use fear as their primary tool of control. And look where that has gotten us: a fractured, exhausted, divided world.

The future must be different.

If we want a world where people are safe, where communities thrive, where the next generation inherits something worth building on, we must start valuing the feminine. We must lift up leaders who know how to listen, how to nurture, how to resolve conflict without creating more of it. We must stop calling care “soft” and start recognizing it as the courageous, revolutionary act it is.

The future is feminine and that is not a threat.
It is a promise of a better world.

Vulnerability has been given a bad name.We’ve been taught to hide it, to armor up, to never let anyone see us cry or fal...
09/19/2025

Vulnerability has been given a bad name.
We’ve been taught to hide it, to armor up, to never let anyone see us cry or falter or ask for help.

But here’s the truth: vulnerability is not weakness, it’s one of the bravest things we can do.

Vulnerability is saying “I love you” first.
Vulnerability is admitting we don’t have all the answers.
Vulnerability is showing up fully, heart open, even when there’s a chance we could get hurt.

That is not weakness. That is courage.

It is easy to hide behind walls. It is easy to lash out in anger. But it takes extraordinary strength to let yourself be seen as you truly are.

Where in your life could letting yourself be vulnerable become an act of courage?

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