Hi beautiful sisters of SVC. Something has been on my heart to share. This month marks a year of membership in the Sacred Vitality Collective Premier Teir. And, because the changes are in rythm & compound it could have been easy to dismiss the massive shifts I’ve had this year. Bit of background When I first came in I was deep in grief, had had a major upheaval in my life, and was on sabbatical from my business. I cried almost every time I came to a Q&A or moon circle - actually, no, I think every thing I attended for the first bit I cried. So much was reorienting & I was deeply healing. Also, I felt overwhelmed with all that there was to learn in Ayurveda. I’m not a novice, yoga certified with a deep spiritual practice, but all of the terms & then lens of Ayurveda felt like a lot. But, my spirit & intuition kept me showing up to everything was offered in the collective. This past month, I lost two family members & have had some things with my health & it astounded me the difference I feel internally, my resilience & overall outlook. This is because of the herbal supports & all the ways I have learned to nurture myself with Abyanga, the rythm of the season & day. In my work, I feel more calm, convicted, & clear in my path & dharma. I’ve launched a podcast in the most calm & successful way ever in my business. Things are flowing. In part because I know how to work with my nature as a kapha. These changes didn’t happen over night, but gently through daily action & my commitment to embodying the wisdom Amrita so generously shares & by showing up live (it really does make a difference) and being in her energy & presence. It’s been a gift. I share all this because of how intimidated & overwhelmed I was in the beginning in case you feel that way too. And, if you have been feeling the pull I can not say enough good things about fully committing & going all in. Oh yeah & I healed a massive sister wound that was underground- lol nearly forgot. Sure I have forgotten a half a dozen or more other shifts but this post was getting long,