Dear , This came to me in my reflections yesterday..... We are afraid of our own truth. Not because we don’t know it, but because we do. We feel our greatness stirring beneath the surface, whispering to us. And yet, speaking it out loud makes it real...
Dear ,I found this picture on my laptop today. I don't remember it being taken, but it seems to symbolize where I am in life right now. The in-between space. so I wrote this: The rough stone walls whispered ancient secrets as she traced her fingers a...
Hello ,https://web.facebook.com/DrSandraRHamilton/videos/1361678048509097Check out the link above. Today is the day Soul Story Maker begins! I wanted to hop on quickly to connect with those of you who might still be on the fence about joining us.If y...
Dear ,Healing doesn’t happen in isolation. It happens in spaces where you are held — and in Soul Story Maker ONLINE weekend retreat, I will hold that space for you.Your soul is ready. Your future is waiting. And I will be here, holding spac...
Hello ,Yesterday I posted a video of my walk/climb/hike to the house where I'm staying at the moment. It felt like I was climbing a mountain with a 70 degree angle! Jeez. Healing can feel like climbing a mountain. It isn’t a gentle stroll through th...
Unlock the Hidden Chapters of Your SoulHey ,There’s a story inside you that you haven’t told yet. A truth buried under expectations, pain, and old wounds. It whispers in quiet moments, urging you to listen, but life’s noise drowns it out.What if you...
Dear ,Have you ever marvelled at a cobweb? Or do you walk blindly thinking that they are such a nusiance? I find that there is something hauntingly beautiful about a cobweb. Delicate yet strong, woven with intricate skill, it shimmers in the light......
Has you ever felt like your past is holding you back from the life you really want to live? Take a breath, You are exactly where you were always meant to be. What if, in just one weekend, you could lovingly rewrite your Soul Story?Imagine s...
Dear , May I Share a Story with You? Once upon a time, there was a group of extraordinary people. They were born with immense potential, destined to bring light and change to the world. They possessed inner wisdom, strength, and the power to hea...
There are few things more necessary—and more terrifying—than finally choosing yourself. To stop. To breathe. To look in the mirror and say: "I'm done performing for people who don't see me anyway."