WELL HEY THERE,
Dear You,
This is me. No filters. No performance. Just heart.
If we were sitting across from each other—on the floor with tea and snacks and maybe a kid or two climbing on us—I’d probably start by saying something like:
“I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I know what I don’t want to do anymore...”
I don’t want to rush, perform, please, perfect, or push.
I don’t want to keep numbing or proving or trying to be more palatable for people who don’t see me.
I want real connection.
I want truth.
I want joy that isn’t staged.
I want peace that actually lives in my nervous system, not just on an affirmation card.
And I want to help other women—especially mamas—feel like they’re allowed to want all that too.
A little piece of my story…
I broke my back in 2015.
Literally.
The pain cracked me open—and weirdly, cracked something sacred awake in me too. Yoga found me. Stillness found me. God found me in a way I didn’t expect.
Fast forward a few years—I fell in love with my best friend (that’s another wild story), birthed three incredible kids (two at once!), and started remembering what my soul came here to do.
I'm a mom, a yoga teacher, a writer, a designer, a meditator, a forgiveness junkie, a wannabe farmer, a night-time over-thinker, a chronic rebuilder, a kitchen floor crumpler, and a relentless seeker of meaning in the madness.
What I believe…
Healing doesn’t always look like healing. Sometimes it looks like dishes, rage, and weird dreams.
Your story doesn’t have to be wrapped in a bow to be holy.
You don’t need to fix yourself. You’re not broken.
Children are wild mirrors, and parenting is the most psychedelic path I’ve ever walked.
God is in the quietest places.
Forgiveness is the secret door.
Laughter is medicine. So is crying at random reels.
Every woman deserves her own space to fall apart and put herself back together.
And if you’re still reading this…
Hi. Thank you. I’m so glad you’re here.
You’re not alone in any of it.
Let’s keep showing up for our own hearts. Let’s build the kind of world we actually want to live in.
And if nothing else… let’s keep learning.
Let’s keep laughing.
Let’s keep loving.
You’re welcome here exactly as you are.
With so much love,
Amanda