On Shedding - And Body Truths
On Shedding - And Body Truths
As the Year of the Wooden Snake comes to a close, I’m noticing what is actually ending. Not what I think should end. But what my body is done carrying. I’m sitting with simple questions:
What feels complete?
What has run its course?
What no longer fits the woman I am now?
Feeling instead of pure mind-contemplation.
Trusting what wants to go
and what still needs to stay.
Over the years, I’ve worked intentionally with natural and lunar cycles. Using them as moments of reflection, alchemization, and conscious release.
⟶ Each time we choose to tune into our body, each time we choose to pause, to feel, to express somatically, verbally, energetically, yes, we support our healing, our evolution, our shedding, our becoming truer to ourselves.
And yet, a deeper truth keeps returning...
Letting go is not something we simply decide and then instantly embody. Some processes take time. Some layers need to be felt more than once. Certain desires we carry. Certain wounds we hold. Certain visions we long for.
They unfold in their own rhythm. They ask for little steps. They ask for presence rather than pressure.
As truly: It is always our body that chooses. The body chooses the timing. The body chooses the when. The body chooses when our nervous system feels safe enough to shed what has been held or to open to something new. It has always been the body. The seat of our soul. The home of our heart. The body knows when we are sincerely ready to release, to reprogram, to rebuild.
So what can we do then?
We create the space. The more space we create to nourish our inner world, to tend to our body, to listen within, to hold ourselves and allow ourselves to be held, the more safety we cultivate. And the more safety there is, the more the nervous system learns that it is safe to let go, to shed, to evolve into a truer, more authentic version of ourselves.
Wishing us soft and nourishing days as this year of yin shedding slowly draws to a close. May we move gently with ourselves and our bodies. Trusting our own timing. Honoring our own rhythm. Trusting that not everything can be shed at once, and that sweetness can be found in the unpredictability, the unknown, the not-knowing of when. And then, one day, we wake up and something has changed. Not from thinking our way out, but from cultivating more and more safety. From building deeper resources within our system. From being held and slowly learning to hold ourselves.𓆙🜃☼
AND: If you find yourself longing for a space where nourishment unfolds, where emotions can alchemize, where your feminine can open, where you learn to hold yourself while being held, where safety is gently cultivated, so letting go & opening into deeper authenticity, and embodied receivership can be supported with care - know that I am here .
Much Love,
Claudia
