I am an embodied woman. Fully alive. Electrified. Free. 

But I haven’t always been this way. 

I grew up in a religious family, with layers and layers of complex generational trauma. I learned early that my body was something to fear — something to suppress.  

And as I grew older, I feared true connection to my body would expose me to uncontrollable forces.

So I hid.

In my career, in people, in situations: Just tell me who you need me to be, and I will be it.  

I gave my power away. And it left me empty inside. 

Five years ago, my world came crumbling down. One by one, all the false anchors and distractions disappeared. And I was alone. Left to feel the aching. The denial. The fear. Left to face my body. Left to face myself.

With this sacred initiation, I started my deep healing and embodiment journey. I released the body-pain passed down to me from generations of women in my family. I learned to listen to and trust my body.

I’ve never felt more powerful and more aligned. 

Somewhere, deep inside, I always knew I’d be here, welcoming you to this place. Bridging the way. This is the work that breaks my soul open. 

I’ve been waiting for you.

Somatically yours,

Sakeenah