10/16/2026
We all have our story. The story of why we toe the starting line of a race. The story of why we chose to become a parent. The story of why we do the work we do each and every day.
Our stories don’t define us, but they inspire us. They remind us of where we’ve been, what we’ve experienced, and why we keep going.
And sometimes, our stories carry pain and grief, too.
This September, I fell in love with Sara Bareilles’ song Home. A song that speaks so beautifully to pain, grief, and the power of sharing our stories.
There’s a particular line in the song that has stayed with me. A reminder that healing begins when we allow what’s hurting to be known and loved.
"I hadn't yet learned life's holiest lesson
That what is broken cannot heal
Until it's known and loved by name"
I love this message so much.
Because whatever your story may be, there’s something incredibly powerful about being seen, held, and loved through all the feelings that come with it.
To be loved just as you are.
When I think about teaching yoga, building Sacred Strength Co, and being a mom, a wife, and simply a human navigating this life, this is what I want to come back to.
To create space for others to feel seen, held, and loved.
To remind others that they don’t have to be anything other than who they are to be worthy of love.
And to remember to offer that same love to myself.
To learn more about my story, visit my Substack at:
Sacredstrengthco.substack.com
Huge shout-out to Tom Kershaw for this beautiful photo. This photo was taken as part of his photography project, Friends and Neighbors of the Northeast. Here's some info about his project:
"We see our neighbors constantly — in passing, in context, performing their roles. We rarely see them simply present, removed from the everyday stage. This project asks: what's revealed when we take the time to really look at the people we share space with? What happens when regular people are given the portrait treatment usually reserved for celebrities or models?"
