Why I Started Hosting Circles
When I first became a yoga teacher and holistic nutritional coach, I was drawn to these paths because they aligned with my passion for health, balance, and helping others reconnect with themselves. Guiding someone through a yoga flow or crafting a meal plan that nourished their body and spirit felt deeply rewarding. Yet, when I gave birth to my daughter, my world shifted in ways I never could have anticipated.
Motherhood cracked me wide open. It was as if my heart had been broken apart and reassembled, but with some pieces still lying on the floor. Suddenly, the tools I had once relied on to find balance—deep breathing, movement, and nutritious food—felt insufficient and overly time-consuming. What I needed most wasn’t more breathwork or a perfectly curated meal. It was connection. Real, raw, soulful connection.
As a new mom, I experienced a loneliness that I never expected. Despite all the playdates and mommy-and-me classes, I found myself yearning for something more. I needed a space where I could speak openly about my fears, my frustrations, and my joys—without judgment. I needed a space where I could be held in my vulnerability, and where I could witness others in theirs. I needed community.
That’s when I started to lean into circles. These spaces had always felt like sacred sanctuaries, places where the masks came off and true sisterhood began. Women shared their stories, their pain, their dreams, and their wisdom. We laughed, we cried, and we held space for one another. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced.
So I decided to create that kind of space for mothers. I shifted my focus from teaching yoga and coaching clients to hosting circles because I realized that healing doesn’t always come from the “doing”—the stretching, the cooking, the achieving. Sometimes, healing comes from simply being. Being seen. Being heard. Being held.
Hosting circles became my way of holding space for other women to step into their stories and share their truths. It’s where we can honour the parts of ourselves that often feel unseen: the exhausted mother, the woman grieving her old life, the dreamer daring to imagine what’s next. These circles are where we remind one another that we are not alone and that even in our struggles, we are deeply connected.
While my yoga and nutritional background still inform how I live and what I offer, my true passion now lies in cultivating these spaces of connection. It feels like I’ve come home to something ancient, something primal, something women have done for centuries: gathering in circles to share, to support, to heal.
If you’re a mother longing for deeper connection—not just with others, but with yourself—I invite you to join one of these circles. Together, we can rewrite the narrative that motherhood must be endured in isolation. Together, we can remind one another that we are stronger, braver, and more resilient than we often give ourselves credit for.
This journey isn’t about abandoning the practices that have served me in the past. It’s about embracing a new chapter that reflects where I am now—a chapter rooted in community, vulnerability, and the profound magic of holding space for each other.
