Skin + Yoni, 350 Hancock Street, Quincy, MA (2025)

03/17/2025

A Poem: 𝘏𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘙𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 ⁣
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I know how much you despise your imperfections,⁣
your circumstances,⁣
The echoes of time and their lingering tensions.⁣
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Desperately you try to ripe out your own weeds⁣,⁣
⁣You try so hard to bury your truth, ⁣
but it’s embedded in your family roots⁣,⁣
Your family tree 🌴 ⁣
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You cannot separate the two.⁣
You never could, and you were never meant to.⁣
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You can not hide in the shade,⁣
You must face it.⁣
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Shift your mindset,⁣
Step into what scares you,⁣
Let the weeds grow wild, unashamed⁣
For even they have their purpose.⁣
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When the time is right,⁣
when you feel it in your bones,⁣
you trim, you clear, you tend with care⁣
not to erase, but to nurture.⁣
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Again and again,⁣
as the seasons shift,⁣
as the earth teaches you when to hold on⁣
and when to let go.⁣
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You don’t get to choose your roots,⁣
Your roots choose you⁣.⁣
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Learn to love your weeds,⁣
and honor your roots⁣.⁣
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Embody your truth.⁣
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I am rooting for you 🧡⁣
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📝 Poem
📸 Photography

03/01/2025

February Lessons, Pt. 2 💕⁣
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𝙃𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙮 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡⁣
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Who I am—kind, gentle, deeply feeling, yet a little spicy and full of quiet strength—is not just enough, it’s more than enough. My softness is not a weakness, my sensitivity is a gift, and my fire is a force. I am a blend of warmth and depth, of tenderness and resilience, and every part of me is worthy, whole, and welcomed 🧡⁣
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I no longer need to pretend to be hard or tough, to clench my jaw and brace for impact. I am no longer a survivor who holds her breath waiting to exhale, I am a divine wanderer, lead by curiosity, intuition, my true desires ✨⁣
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I am letting go of everything I thought I knew before, I welcome new wisdom, new experiences, new possibilities.⁣ I am practicing new ways everyday, I am forever a student.
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To the whispers that led me here, to Puerto Rico. To the call for reverence, for community, for love, for serenity. My soul knows the way home, and I honor her by listening. Even when fear arises, I show up. I show up afraid. And instead of resisting it, I honor it. I’m practicing to welcome all parts of myself, the parts I was taught to hide, to ignore, to shun. Now, I practice compassion, and patience🧡⁣
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I remember that I am not my pain. I am not my suffering. They are only guides, pointing me toward something greater. I transmute. I alchemize ✨⁣
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I honor my soul—where she’s been, where she is, and where she longs to go.⁣
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Doubt, fear, and hardship will always come, but the more I listen to my spirit’s true desires, the wiser and stronger I become ✨⁣
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Unlearning the lies I was taught to believe, remembering my truth.⁣
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𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣—𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙣? 𝙀𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 🧡

02/28/2025

February Lessons Pt 1. 💕

I’m so grateful for the beautiful community that held me, poured into me, and spoke prosperity over the voice of my inner critic for 21 days and beyond

To every person—from the mentors to the lifelong friends I’ve gained—thank you 🙏🏼⁣ S**t got real, and I am so grateful to have done this work with you all .ruiz.lopez
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To my ancestors, mi abuela, mamá Puerto Rico—thank you for allowing me to soften, to let go of the weight of my agonies, to lay down my confusion and frustration with the world, with my childhood, with past live hurts and experiences I never had the space or safety to be angry with. To accept fully and live in it authentically. To remember it, to reclaim it as my divine truth and give it light. To begin to accept it, instead of giving it power - with compassion.

The wisdom I’ve gained is more than 200 hours in trauma informed yoga, it is more than a certificate—this was a rebirth. Intentional. The space and support I needed to be reborn, yet again.

I must’ve cried every day. It was all hard. And yet, these are the moments I’ll never forget—the glimmers, the lessons, the proof that I didn’t have to grow through it alone.

I was held. I was seen. I was felt. And as I continue to transform, I promise to be that for others, in ways that may not always make sense, but will always be felt.

To walk the Fool’s journey fully, walk into the unknown, to live through it, breathe it, and then share what I have learned. To extend my hand, hoping yours will meet mines someday.

To a place of resilience, not through force but through grace and with love 🧡

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