Studio of Light Transmission
Weekly note from my heart, my healing practice, and the messy, beautiful path of remembering who we really are.
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Reiki? Me First.
I didn’t know either. Reiki isn’t something I do — it’s something I allow. It moves through me, not from me. And it heals me just as much as it helps anyone else. That’s kind of the whole point. It’s not reserved for yogis, gurus, or people who own more crystals than coffee mugs.Reiki is for everyone with a heartbeat and a body that remembers. It’s gentle. It’s quiet. It’s powerful. And it works.
Life. It Literally Takes My Breath Away
This one’s about breathwork...the simple kind, the real kind. The kind that reminded me what my lungs are really for. Not on a yoga mat. Not in a retreat. Just here, in my messy life, one inhale at a time. It started with one breath. Now it’s a tool I can’t un-know. I’m not here to sell you some perfect breathing technique, I’m here to remind you that when life takes your breath away, you can learn to give it back.
Quiet Enough to Hear the Light
This one’s about meditation...the messy kind, the real kind. The kind that helped me hear myself again. Not in a temple. Not on a mountain. Just in bed, one morning at a time.It started with one minute. Now it’s a daily ritual I can’t live without. I’m not here to sell you stillness - I’m here to show you that even your busiest brain can find it. And maybe... it’s time to bring meditation out of the yoga rooms and into everyday life.
