In just 8 days, the ME Healing Hub has grown into a living, breathing network — connected across oceans, time zones, and languages. When I look at this map, I see more than locations — I see stories, traditions, wisdom, and perspectives ready to be shared. 💬 Here’s a little challenge for you: Share one unique thing about where you live that could inspire or nourish someone else’s healing journey. Or, ask the community one question you’ve always wanted to ask someone from another part of the world. Let’s turn this map into a circle of conversations — not just dots on a screen. 🌿 This is our space. Let’s fill it with voices. 💛

The opening workshop for MSA’s July challenge—The Heavenly Unravel—is now up in the Replay Classroom. This is where we begin our journey through the skull, face, neck, shoulders, and upper arms—where tension hides, and healing begins. And here's a little note from me to you. 💬 I say this with full compassion, no judgment—because I’ve been there. I started Botox and fillers in my early 20s. Not because I was vain, but because I was deeply insecure. I didn’t feel at home in my own face and body. I thought if I could just “fix” a few things on the outside, I would finally feel better on the inside. But here’s the truth I’ve had to live into: Even the most expensive serum… even the sharpest needle… cannot override a mind that’s stuck in self-rejection. Botox may soften the appearance of wrinkles(when I was in my early 20ssss???), yes—but it also paralyzes nerve signals, silences the body’s expressions, and interrupts your natural feedback loop. You might look “youthful” (again I was in my early 20ssssss, how am I not looking youthful......)but you lose connection to the messages your body is trying to send. And that disconnection has a cost. 🌿 It wasn’t until I shifted my mindset—until I learned to listen to and love the living architecture beneath my skin—that I finally started to feel beautiful. I’m now 38. And I can honestly say I’ve done nothing non-natural for over a decade. No Botox. No fillers. No high-end surface fixes. And for the first time, I feel proud. Not because of how I look—but because of how I relate to myself. Your beauty is not broken. Your body is not lacking. You don’t need to freeze your face to feel worthy. You just need to come home to your structure, your flow, and your truth. That said, if you’re choosing any procedure to you for you from a grounded place, with clear self-trust—then that’s your truth. And I honor that. What I'm offering here is not a rejection of aesthetic tools—it’s a reconnection with the wisdom underneath. The part that’s always been trying to guide you back home.

Hey Hubbbbbbbbb, Okay so I want to do something today that gets us talking to each other and not just sitting here waiting for me to drop something 😆. So here’s what I wanna know— Drop in the comments: 1. Your name 2. Where you’re from (I love seeing how far we’re all spread out) 3. One thing—big or tiny—that’s been helping your mind, body, or spirit lately. Don’t overthink it, seriously. It could be “I took a nap” or “I started meditating” or “I ate cake and it made me happy.” Whatever is real for you. This is YOUR community. Your share might be the thing someone else here needed today. 💚