WELCOME | Angela Boltz

Restorative practices for embodied connection and bold, beautiful living.

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Exploring the intersection between what each of us knows about ourselves and what might still be left to discover is the driving force behind my professional practice. The more receptive we are to who we are at heart, the closer we walk to the potential of expressing what is alive within us. Seeking this deeper connection is neither esoteric nor shamanic, but rather, and ancient remembering that profoundly (and beautifully) human.

My highest aspiration as a wellness guide is to open a door for you to develop this intimacy with your life~to ground into a deep, unwavering, trust in your own capacity for direct knowing and liberation to feel what you know in your bones. Together, we explore ways to reset your inner compass, develop a sense of self-agency, & weave you back into a collaborative unfolding with life.

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"Nature expresses itself in balance and purpose. It’s thrives in sufficiency. Remembering our way back to the truth, that we’re woven into this sacred web of mutuality, synergy, coexistence, and cooperation, just like the rest of the more-than-human world, is the key to our fulfillment." ~Angela

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Coming soon. 52 weeks of free journal prompts for women, to unearth the beauty of the feminine, feed our spirits with wild inspiration, and ease the ache of the hunger in our hearts.

Grab a journal and create a cozy Sunday morning ritual with us in the new year.

We begin the morning of Jan 4. @wildfemininejournal

#wildfemininejournal

Rest until you feel like you again.

In order to connect with ourselves and regulate our nervous systems, we need intentional moments of pause. Space is not a luxury, it’s a biological necessity.

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Fire

What makes a fire burn is space between the logs, a breathing space. Too much of a good thing, too many logs packed in too tight can douse the flames almost as surely as a pail of water would.
So building fires requires attention to the spaces in between, as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build open spaces in the same way we have learned to pile on the logs, then we can come to see how it is fuel, and absence of the fuel together, that make fire possible.
We only need to lay a log lightly from time to time. A fire grows simply because the space is there, with openings in which the flame that knows just how it wants to burn can find its way.   —Judy Sorum Brown

#rest #retreat #polyvagaltheory #breathwork #breathe #space #stillness #stillnesswithin #mindfulliving #mindfulness #slow #slowliving #angelaboltz #restorativeyoga #yoga

On the furthest tip of the Nicoya Peninsula, where the jungle meets the sea, I’ve discovered a wildly abundant village, full of life and dripping in feminine energy. I’ve spent the last 20 years deepening my connection to this land, exploring its waters, and learning its secrets intimately. It has a sacred rhythm that I’ve returned to, over and over again, to rest my body and restore my wild spirit.

Over the years, I’ve opened the doors to its magic to many women, who’ve come to love it, as I do, and know it soul-deep, as a place to bathe in life’s unspoken magic and give voice to their feminine gifts.

It’s that time again, to invite a small group of women to join me on a journey…and this time I’ll be returning to a place I just love teach @anamayaresort

July 12-19 💕💕💕

#anamaya #anamayaresort #costaricaretreat #costaricayoga #yogaretreat #embodiment #feminineembodiment #sacredfeminine #rewildingthefeminine #wildwoman #breathwork #rewilding #journaling #creativeretreat #slowliving #sensualliving

Today, I felt really off. Yesterday, too. I’ve felt cranky and low energy and like it took every ounce of willpower I had to gather myself creatively or productively. As I sat there, trying to muster up some kind of a move, I got to thinking….

it was because I was pushing myself when everything inside of me wanted to yield.

In modern society, we really only speak about the female hormonal cycle, a 28-day (give or take) menstrual cycle, where our hormones ebb and flow with the moon. With these biological fluctuations throughout the month, there comes significant changes in our energy, mood, and comfort. The dance between estrogen & progesterone comes with highs and lows—we’re extroverted, vital, and creative at the start of our cycle and inclined to want little more than to curl up on a couch at the end.

But men have a hormone cycle too. It’s associated with the sun, governed by fluctuating testosterone levels, which cycle through the same rhythm every 24 hours. Testosterone tends to peak in the morning, leaving men energetic, sharp, impulsive, and sometimes temperamental. As the day moves on, testosterone levels drop. Afternoons, when the morning edge has waned, men are often productive, clear, and focused. Testosterone is at its lowest point in the evening and is a time of calm and tiredness, when energy dips.

This is so important.

Western society’s “work week” has been constructed around a male experience on this 24 hour cycle. The female mind-body does not follow this pattern. We’re built differently, and, unfortunately expecting it to has become a daily reality for most of us. Woman can get it all done; we’ve proven that. But because we were built to run our lives in a more cyclical monthly rhythm, we’re better when we do it differently. In an ideal world we’d have the space to shuffle our work, responsibilities, and social obligations according to the stages of our cycles—knowing that certain times of the month we can expect more output from ourselves and other times we should expect we’ll be turning deeply inward.

This post is about permission.

Really pay attention to your cycle. Know it. Honor it.

Cont’d….

I have a gift for you:

I’ve become a meditation teacher on Insight Timer, the the world’s largest online meditation and well-being community. My growing body of FREE meditations, breathwork sessions, and wellness talks are a fantastic support for staying consistent with your meditation practice and building daily habits to keep yourself healthy—mind, body, and spirit. Let’s slow down and take back our health together.

Make some space for yourself to ground, relax, and enjoy.

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READY TO WRITE WITH US?

To be women who walk with grace and rhythm,
with awareness of life’s wild cycles and ancient tides.
Woman who can trust in the language of their bodies…
To receive
To perceive
To integrate and intuit clearly
To be women capable of beholding life’s bounty,
grounded, resilient and belonging to the earth.
🌎💨🔥💦

Let’s call it in.

It would be an honor to have you in our circle.

May 1, 6-8 ET

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~Spring Equinox Blessings~

A sacred pause. A moment to reflect upon and acknowledge our connection to the basic rhythms of life. An intention to extract something beautiful and benevolent and pure from the ordinary. A prayer of gratitude for our deep and inexplicable connection to nature. This is the world I will keep on choosing.

In a culture that steamrolls our most precious moments, with schedules and timelines and pulling us forever forward towards the next big shiny thing, appreciation is an act of rebellion. Watching the seasonal movement of the suns path across the sky, honoring the solstices and equinoxes as essential and sacred points in the year, the way my ancestors did, is my way of saying, “I won’t give it all way. This experience belongs to me.” I won’t lose myself or the profundity of life to someone else’s agenda. I’ll take my time, spin the mundane into colorful, textured moments and weave them into works of art.

I will stop to remember...

That I am not a cog in the wheel.

That I am a woman.
On Earth.
A female.
Governed by the cycles of the moon.
Affected like the tides of the ocean.
Renewed with the turning of each season.

That I am soft. And sensual. And wise.

Deserving of love. And peace. And safety. And respect.

I will remember…

That nature expresses itself in balance and purpose. It’s thrives in sufficiency. And I will remember my way back to the truth, that I too am woven into this sacred web of mutuality, synergy, coexistence, and cooperation, just like the rest of the more-than-human world.

I will remember…

That spirit will always inhabit ground that is held as sacred and by holding my own body in the highest regard, as a feminine form that is both human and holy, I will find my peace.

I will remember…

That I’m a woman who is wise, steeped in the strength, steadiness and grace of archetypal mother. That I am rich, fertile earth embodied—grounding, supportive, welcoming, containing the codes for all creation.

And then I will re-emerge, from this sacred pause with all of myself, feeling more of who I am at heart-with a true sense of belonging-Not to a culture or country or worldview, but to myself.

#springequinox

Wild Voices is back <3

Writing is medicine for the feminine spirit, a portal of power that connects us to who we are at heart. When we come together and write within a community of woman, each of us unearths a wellspring of wisdom we’re able to reclaim for our own wellbeing. Wild Voices is a space to honor the natural wild woman in all of us, a place to weave magic into our lives by exploring what it means to live as fulfilled, deeply rooted women.

Come journey with us, through the chapters of our lives, from girlhood to womanhood, celebrating our uniqueness as women, our rites of passage, our milestones...and gives voice to our deepest parts. This 12-week writing circle offers a different theme each week, exploring the stories we were told and messages we received about living as natural women—about our wildness, desire for freedom, longing for connection, instinctual drives, creativity and sensuality.

I’ve created this a space for ALL women who want to explore the power of their femininity--from seasoned writers to those who've never put pencil to paper. The only prerequisite for Wild Voices is a desire to write from your heart.

There is power in this process….creative revival and the gift of feminine awakening that you don't even realize you're getting, until it slowly creeps back in and reveals itself beyond our sessions.

Let’s Write Together.

#angelaboltz #womenwhowrite #womenwritersofinstagram #rewilding #rewildingforwomen #naturalliving #roots #nature #unplug #writinggroups #slowliving #unearth #unearthed #women #feminine

It’s not always easy to walk as a woman who challenges the conditioning of the dominant culture.

To consciously disconnect from the noise to connect with myself.

To turn inward towards the resonant voice of my womb, rather than “fit in” so that I’m more palatable.

To refuse to use relatability as a safety net, for a flimsy and fleeting sense of belonging,
or to silence the whispers of those never meant to understand me anyway.

To continue honoring the layers that I’ve shed through my own blood, sweat, and tears,
and the truths that I met there, at my core, which have left me unable to look away.

And even more,

To mother in such a way as to hold space for my child’s discovery of a world I see as having lost it’s way.

To give room so he doesn’t hold too tightly to my worldview, nor theirs.

To feed him bite sizes of it all until he feels satiated but curious, and confident in his own discernment to take away only what is nourishing from any of it.

To teach him the value of tuning in and truly seeing, rather than zoning out.

To enjoy the bounty of this life, but to recognize true abundance amongst fast, cheap, and convenient trickery.

Rewilding the senses
Reawakening eros
Remembering our roots
Resacralizing our relationship with nature
Rewriting the feminine story…

To weave some romance into our days and leave something of depth in this world.

Its a work of diligence and surrender.

And it takes tremendous courage.

To all of my sisters out there doing the dance,

Trying to remain a channel that is open, healthy, clear, and ALIVE.

So to love our men,
our children,
our communities,
from the seat of the mature feminine,

in a culture intent on infantilizing us with silly trends and shiny new things…

Thank you.

The world needs your beauty, boldness, and brave warrior spirit.

#rewildingforwomen #rewildingthefeminine #rewilding #wildvoices
#wildfemininejournal #unearthed #womenwhowrite #womenwritersofinstagram #reawakeningeros #romanticwriters #angelaboltz #yogawriter #nature #naturelovers #roots #ancestral

When a woman gives herself time to land, to take it all in and remember how deeply enmeshed she is to this web of life, she softly pulls the power from the hands of those determined to keep her hungry and consuming, so she can feel sensuous and satiated. She quietly takes back her well of abundant inner resources and weaves her feminine wisdom back into the tapestry of this cultural narrative by sharing the overflow…not just for her own individual awakening and fulfillment, but for the restoration of world that desperately needs the balance of her gifts.

We’re being called to protect the last strands of wildness around and within us. Do you feel it like I do? The mother root that tethers us to the Earth has been severed, and wants mending so we can live with the sense of sufficiency, reciprocity, sensual fullness, and true belonging that is our birthright. The Great Mother is crying for a collective reclamation of the feminine, to harmonize this hyper-masculine society that sources it’s energy from fear, scarcity, adrenalin, competition, ambition, and consumption.

Rebellion can be soft—it can look like saying “no” and spending time quietly at a waterfall instead. Revolution can come gently—by making choices, every day, that allow you the space to feel rested, resourced, supported, and connected. Your full potential does not come at the expense of your well-being, but in your ability to prioritize it…by resisting the inner voice that applauds your exhaustion as a marker of your commitment to yourself, your family, and your community. Your individual life practices reverberate at the level of the whole and send waves into the ether.

Taking care of yourself is a blessing to us all.

#wildfeminine #harmony #earth #earthmedicine #nature #naturalbeauty #slowliving #contemplation #womenwhowrite

The heart of my work is providing tools for deep rest and creating spaces for individuals to explore living deeply rooted in connection to themselves, each other, and the rhythm of life. The human body is not separate from the natural world, as we often imagine. We are inherently woven into its symphony of rhythms and relationships. The key to living an embodied, fulfilling life is to be grounded in the present moment and in deep communication with our environment. We tend to our well-being by engaging in practices that support our nervous systems, so we're able to receive the benefits of this reciprocity. Through compassionate witnessing and perceiving the body from within, we're able to walk with greater awareness~attentive and responsive in our daily lives.

Today feels like a beautiful day to announce that I’m expanding my professional private practice. As I call in softer, slower, quieter, more reverent energy into my next chapter, I couldn’t be more aligned with the opportunity for this intimate one-on-one work. I’ll be centering my practice in Chestnut Hill, PA and have the most gorgeous, light-filled studio to share with you. Message me for full details and bookings.

I’ve listed two of my current offerings.

Love,
Angela

For those of you who are new here…

I’m Angela. I’m a mother, writer, artist, teacher, speaker, and event producer. More than that, I'm a wild-hearted woman navigating the complex landscape of a full modern life~while trying to stay true to the nourishment I crave on my own feminine journey.

I've spent the last 20 years facilitating experiences rooted in holistic wellness, finding ways, as best I can, to feed the human spirit with connection, meaning, and wild inspiration. Ten of those years, I was living internationally in Costa Rica and traveling the world as a teacher's teacher, educating others on how to facilitate deep experiences of the body, mind, and spirit.

This path has given me access to the depth of my own heart, fortified my belief in the intrinsic goodness of life, and taught me that connection---to myself, to others, and to nature--is the foundation of a living well. It's allowed me to live my ultimate dream of service, adventure, and personal freedom. It's has been a source of true fulfillment...and I'm grateful.

My professional practice has evolved into an integrative approach to healthy living, born from this desire to hold space for the feminine to thrive, by leaning into the receptivity and surrender that is essential to our well-being. I've developed the mind-body methodology Embodied Rewilding™, a rich fusion of traditional wisdom that nourishes and fuels our wild, whole health. I trust these tools will support your journey, as they do mine.

Welcome to my world ❤️

What am I feeling?
Is this nourishing?
Does this work for me?
How could I be more comfortable here?
Can the learning come from my body?

It’s important to have days to pull back. Sacred days to invite yourself in~to look inward rather than outward for answers. To embrace your unique way of being here. To get to know your evolving self intimately, as she exists in the here-and-now. I hope you’re gifting yourself permission to ground into the slow, steady, and sexy rhythm of this reflective season.

Sink into the curiousity. 🔥

#smudge #sacred #somatic #somatichealing #embodiment #slowliving #rewilding #rewildingforwomen #womensretreats #costaricayoga #earthmedicine #deeplistening #mindset #mindfulness

As an artist, I live my life inside a creative process, forever dancing in the inquiry between the inner and the outer, the unconscious and conscious. I live for "the felt experience", am sensual in my approach to life and an insatiable seeker of spaces to embody my aliveness. This deep curiosity and sense of wonder naturally shape my personal yoga practice and inform the teachings I share with others.

Long before I knew there was a word to describe what I was experiencing on my yoga mat, and in the life I was creating for myself because of the years I spent upon it, I landed in the world of SOMATICS. Somatics is a field within bodywork and movement which studies the soma: namely, “the body as perceived from within.” These practices bring one into deep relationship with the mystery and intelligence of their inner most being, cultivating a grounded awareness with themselves and their world.

My highest aspiration as a guide + movement facilitator is to open a door for you to develop an intimacy with life and a deep trust in your own capacity for direct knowing. I wish you liberation to feel what you know in your bones. I teach effective ways of “being” with experience and deep listening, rather than "doing" yoga. This reorients our systems & weaves us back into reciprocal relationship with the living world.

This is an ancient remembering that is neither esoteric nor shamanic, but rather, profoundly human.

And it is where true healing begins.

If I had to label what I teach, I would say it's an integrative blend of Hatha Tantra Yoga, Somatics, Flow Psychology, and Movement Meditation. I've been blessed with many great teachers, but my deepest teachings come from the direct experience of my dedication to my practice for two decades.

I currently teach Restorative Yoga, Hatha Flow Yoga, Slow Flow, and Prenatal Yoga; along with Breathwork and Meditation.

I’m reigniting my teaching again and look forward to sharing all of my new offerings with you soon.

#rewilding #embodiedrewilding #rewildingthefeminine #somaticmovement #somaticyoga #embodiedyoga #breathwork #costaricayoga #costaricayogateachertraining #costaricayogaretreat #earthwisdom

ENCHANTED WITH THIS LIFE.

I love Jesus. I love the Pagan Solstice Christmas pine. I love Mother Earth, I love Goddess Shakti. I love my Buddha-heart. I love freedom from religious authority. I love the perfect consistency of my contradictions. I love luscious berries of fire and mistletoe clustered on the cross of paradox. I love the tree of life, where I am ripening fruit. I love the newborn sun.

And I love what my body says to my soul. "Every particle of me is made of Matter, Mater, Mother Dust, each atom a cathedral where pilgrims arrive from the stars to celebrate the miracle of flesh. O my soul, You irradiate the world through me. I am your dance. Let there be no more talk of our difference." And so after thousands of years of religious combat, my body and my soul are Christalized in one magnum mysterium.
And where does this mystery occur? In the nameless roadside shrine of my chest, in a flame that never stops burning yet has never been lit until Now. Here I celebrate the birth of God, who is this Breath.

- Fred LaMotte

#enchanted #enchantedliving #worship #soul #spirit #jesus #buddha #shakti #solstice #solsticeblessings #miracles

Giving thanks for great friends who are crazy enough to suggest a November paddle. Loved seizing this unseasonably warm but perfect afternoon with you @bethvillante

I am a woman who has lived.

One who has climbed the ladder of joy and pain, rung by rung, toward my intuition, ferocity, and mother wisdom.

A woman who sits open-eyed in front of all she has allowed, contributed to, and endured….who has bravely reassembled herself over and over again, following new dreams as her story unfolds.

A woman who is more grounded and giving than her former maiden self. Who shows up to life and love with an energy that is warm and sustaining…A woman who has shed her armor, willingly bares her chest, and has discovered that her strength is in her softness and sensuality—in her ability to nurture, not control.

A woman who is comfortable in her skin, understands the respect she deserves, and knows how she’d like to be remembered.

A woman who knows she’s a queen, even at the times she feels dethroned.

This year has asked a lot of me. Its taken all that I have as a woman. I know a lot of you have also watched your old paradigms crumble as of late. You’ve navigated foreign worlds where you feel clumbsy and uncertain; vulnerable and learning; making mistakes and feeling fucking messy. Where your sense of stability has been disrupted and you’re fumbling.

I’m here to remind you to take a deep breath. The ebb and flow are real. It’s the very essence of this game. Learning to respect the ride is how it’s won.

Trust in the upswing.

xx

People who make things with their hands understand this joy~the deep satisfaction of breathing life into a vision until it takes form. My approach to creativity isn't about achieving the most Insta-worthy pic or beautiful Pinterest pin. It's about tapping into a part of myself that feels traditional and timeless~an ancient remembering of things touched and paths forged by my grandmothers and great grandmothers. I find peace there~a taste of my humanness that feels unhurried and uncomplicated. It takes me out of my head and into my heart, where I’m always wiser, spirit-led, and more the woman I desire to be.

Dabble in your own creative curiosity, sisters. See where you land.

#macrame #creativity #creativeliving #dosmanos #thesetwohands #withheart #withsoul #mindfulnesss #simplethings #simplethingsmadebeautiful #womenwholift #womenwhowrite #womenwritersofinstagram #inspiration

“It may be self-indulgent to suggest that I need to seek beauty in the moments of my life. That I need to lavish that kind of attention on myself. That I purposely ritualize certain activities, like cooking and dining, in order to express my personal style. In order to experience the sensual harmony of preparing and enjoying a good meal. From dicing/chopping/marinating to garnishing the plate. To serving and setting a table.

If those pleasures were withheld from me for too long, or if I chose to give responsibility for them over to someone else routinely, I would feel as if I were dying inside. I would feel starved of the ability to create, of beauty, and above all, of feeling. To ritualize the activities of our daily lives—to make them expressive—is to draw out the soul in them. It is to live them more fully and, in those moments, to be more fully human. Especially as we share those moments with others.”

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#seekingbeautyamidstthemundane #seekingbeauty #creativity #sensualliving #slowliving #routine #ritual #art #artistsoninstagram #artisticlife #creativeliving #creativeretreat #artistretreat #balance

I come to the river to listen. To make space for grandmother wisdom to come to me. To align with the whisper that is hers, that I hear as a small still voice, and I allow it to flow through me until it’s echo becomes my own.

I understand the dance of the masculine and feminine.

I know what it takes to live within the perimeters of the clock—the world of timelines and deadlines and metrics.

I also know that my life quality as a women depends on stepping out and into the sacredness of cyclical time, as often as possible, and that dwelling close to the earth is what allows me to fly.

Nora Jamieson says it so well,

“The lotus blossom floats on the surface of the water, the umbilicus root hidden, snaking down into the watery depths, anchoring each flower. Yet many modern women, we psychologized women, flail on the water’s surface unaware of the depth of connection to the Mother Root. Or if we are aware, we feel it is trying to drown rather than anchor and nourish us”

What a shame to give away the best of ourselves.

Seek out your connection sisters. Find safe spaces to unlock your wildness and deep inner knowing. Restoring this vital root energy will always be your superpower. Claim it for yourself.

#earthwisdom #backtonature #feminine #womenwhohike #womenwhowrite

I began teaching yoga in 2003. I’ve been an accredited Yoga Alliance teacher trainer since 2008 and created my school Living Flow Yoga shortly thereafter. I've directed 12 major training programs in various cities in The US, as well Costa Rica, Nicaragua, and Panama. I have an extensive community of skilled Living Flow teachers that lead classes, own studios, and host trainings of their own worldwide. In addition to my comprehensive 200-hour Living Flow Yoga Teacher Training + Lifestyle Immersion Program, I’ve created continuing education trainings in Restorative Yoga, Meditation, and Yoga Nidra and lead specialty modules for other well-respected yoga trainings, specifically in Energetics and Subtle Body Anatomy.

As a yoga teacher, my highest aspiration has always been to encourage students to fully embrace the experience of their aliveness. For 20 years I made it my sacred vocation to teach individuals effective ways of “being” with life, rather than "doing" yoga, to improve the health of their mind and body. At its roots, yoga is a practice of self-inquiry and deep listening. Through my own experience of showing up to a mat daily for 25 years, I learned that we are our own best teachers—but the energy channels must be open and flowing with ease. By systematically purifying the mind-body, through movement and breath, we create a portal to clearer understanding of our human nature, a widened perspective of life, and an effective approach to creating the real changes we desire. It’s the magic formula for meeting ourselves with truth and honesty.

I needed a long break from teaching (and the immaturity of the new age spiritual marketplace) the last 2 years and I took it for myself. Somedays, I feel this path calling me back friends. It’s hard to separate who I am from this work…and you may see my teaching resurface. Other days, like today, when I’m walking into a downtown, financial district office in my suit, ready to sign contracts and begin something new, I feel small, uncertain, and unaligned with this fierce, accomplished, wild woman. My work is to relentlessly remind myself that she’s the guiding force behind it all whether I’m barefoot or in heels. 🔥

To create a sensual life, you need to develop an appreciation of subtlety. To fully understand subtlety, you must be willing to slow your stride—to untangle yourself from the sense of urgency placed upon you in modern culture...the artificial pace that keeps you from stepping into nature’s current, savoring her nuance, sitting in her delicacy. Nature has her own rhythm; a beauty that persists, with or without any of us. Do yourself the favor of giving space to bear witness to this unfolding, in its own time. Her grace is our gift. Don’t miss it, loves. Recieve.

#sensualliving #slowliving #naturemedicine #wildfeminine #wildfemininejournal

Happy birthday, sweetheart. May these “double digits” be kind to you, expand your heart, and lead you down a road towards a life of true fulfillment. I’ve got your back every step of the way. Thank you for showing up and helping me discover my immense power to create life, as well as the unshakable foundation of a mother’s love. Raising you, Damian, and watching you round the corner towards manhood is my greatest privilege. l love you.

*Have you ever taken the time to read the random benches in the park?

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THE LINES WE WALK

I’ve been thinking a lot about legacy. Roots. Lineage. Feeling into the idea that, one day, I too will be an ancestor.

And I wonder...

What will they say about me?

How will I be remembered? Will my life inspire anyone? Will there ever be a bench in MY honor? Are there granddaughters waiting to tell my story someday?

We’ve lost this sense of romanticism in our culture-the kind that even thinks of these sorts of things. The type that savors experience, not simply for the sake of pleasure, but with a deeper knowing that each moment of our lives is a page in our own narrative and we’re writing it as we go. The lines that we walk everyday become the story of our lives. Our morning routines, our monthly rhythm, the company we keep, the work we choose, the way we worship or celebrate. The things we consume, the habits we’ve accepted, the ways we’ve given ourselves permission to relate...to ourselves, to other humans, to this planet.

I always remind myself that I get to choose.

How is it that I walk? How does this woman named Angela move in this world? What is her “way” of being? Not someday…after retirement, once the kids are grown, when all the bills are paid, or I’ve had one more piece of cake….TODAY.

That’s the reference point. And it always guides me home when I veer off course.

Since my grandfather’s passing, I can’t get enough of these burning questions. I held him in such high regard, am so impressed with the human he was, and know, without question, how I will remember HIM. He was a great man, spiritual and full of heart, that I not only loved but admired. The kind who always made you want to show up to life a little better. And I’ve remembered, in my grief, the finality of it all, my friends. Someday never comes. You got to live the answers to those questions today. And honor yourself with a legacy you can be proud of.

Today, for me, those answers are: satiated, connected, and in love with life. That’s how I’d like to be remembered.

I’ll keep listening.

#love #life #legend #legacy #roots #ancestors #wisdom #ancestralhealing

Last night in an online event I attended (relating to masculine-feminine dynamics within relationships), the man said,

“If I can only see the world through the lens of the traumatic things that have happened to me than I am trapped. That is a prison.”

And damn did I feel that. I felt it in my own heart, yes. But I also felt it in my gut….because I see it all around me. I’ve watched this slow brew of emotionally-charged human relating and an excessive focus on triggers/offense speed up and take on a life of it’s own the last few years. And with it, an implied social responsibility to hold all of the world's pain in our palms all at once, as we try to find space for our own, lest we want to be seen as insensitive and selfish. I find myself so often asking, “At what point do we own our experiences? Is it not our job to find ways to relate to the world beyond our traumas instead of expecting the world to bend to accommodate them? Where is that invisible line in the sand between righteous expectation and over-expecting? How do we show up for each other in ways where we all feel acknowledged? Will the pendulum swing back to a sweet spot , after all that has been buried and festered, rises to the surface? I don’t have answers and I don’t need them today but it’s a worthy inquiry. Especially, if we wish for some type of harmony in life rather than simply shifting the focus of what we’re all blaming, shaming, and pissed off about.

This isn't a post about justice. It's one about self-responsibility.

I don’t know about you, but I’m not trying to live in any type of prison, least of all, a mental one I create for myself. Reveal to me where I’m showing up wounded and reactive in this world, so I can work towards my OWN healing and therefore relate to you as a woman who feels whole and is capable of seeing clearly. That's what I ask of life.

Thoughts for today.

The beauty lies in the details.

Despite the spring-like sunshine that filtered through my blinds this morning, I awoke with a crushing weight on my chest. The kind where you can’t even process the moment you’re in, because your mind has already landed somewhere in the distant future.

“Can I afford all the things? Am I doing right by my son? How will I bridge this gap as I begin new work? Will I ever find the man? Is Philly really the place for us?”

My mind WENT OFF. All of my single mother worry all at once, sitting on me like a ton of bricks. I was absolutely breathless.

There’s nothing unique about my experience, I know. We all go through it. The only thing unique about me is my transparency, my willingness to share it openly so we all feel less alone in our ordinary humanness. To me, that has always been the most inspiring thing—-realness, rawness, not acting like you’re always winning. Nobody’s always winning.

So, I gathered myself. I went for a slow drive, w/ good tunes. I took the long way through a residential neighborhood I love—with beautiful architecture and lush gardens—one I dream of for my son and I. I let the vision settle into my mind. I parked by a creek, walked until I found the perfect rock. I took just a little time for me—I talked to spirit, I wrote. I took my time to shop slowly—Fresh tulips, a grapefruit scented candle, a basil plant and on-the-vine tomatoes for a salad to bring into my home. A little taste of the sensual to create the conditions in my mind for what I want out of life.

In 90 minutes, I was back to myself. Feeling capable, worthy, on my way, and whole.

This is what self-love looks like, friends. It’s the creation of delicious pockets of pleasure and time to enjoy life—to remember what is good and beautiful and effortless when so much else feels like an uphill battle. No forcing (just for a moment), only feeling.

You need to stay ahead of the hustle culture game, my loves. Otherwise, it’ll eat you right up and spit you out. It’ll tell you to muscle through. Don’t do it. Keep showing up for yourselves, over and over. Slow yourself down.

You’re deserving of your own time.

#slowliving #youtime

Just a sunkissed mama, still high on jungle vibes and the sound of silence, missing the way her bare feet feel on hot sand and the way she slowly moves her body as she walks upon it....wondering WTH she’s doing on a loud, busy city street corner, waiting to grab her kid from the school bus. Daydreaming of getting all the pieces to align.....

May your desire to thrive always be more robust than the voice inside that tells you to sit pretty, play it safe, be polite, and not stir up too much shit.

May you find safe spaces to unlock your wildness and wisdom ~ to descend from the safe abstract realms of the mind, into the body, into the heart, into the belly, pelvis, and feet~ grounding you deep into the earth...

so the river of your own vitality can water your capacity for self-healing, hidden potential, great pleasure, and reconnection with unrealized dreams.

May you live a life of desire, creativity, passion, thirst, and an abundance of love.

Happy International Women’s Day babes. I believe in every one of you.

I’m a sister who’s got your back for now and for always.✌🏽

#happyinternationalwomensday #womensupportingwomen #internationalwomensday #sistersquad #sisters #wildfeminine #wildfemininejournal #unearthed #womanunearthed #rewildingforwomen

Repeat after me…

“I __________ give myself FULL permission to acknowledge, receive, and enjoy every opportunity to experience the pleasure that is tucked sweetly into each day. I recognize that I can be an attentive partner, loving mother, conscious contributor, humble servant of my community and still live turned on, tuned in, and prioritized. I allow myself the space for joy and sensual experience, without guilt, even in the face of uncertainty in the world. I know that my personal fulFILLment is what enables the free and abundant giving of myself—my time, my energy, and my gifts. I am ready to take responsibility for my health, my happiness, and my shine by stepping out of fear. From now on, I am saying YES to my body and my life by opening myself to the grace of the Great Mystery.

And so it is.

Make it a great week, my friends. The world needs us well and empowered right now.

#prioritizeyourself #simpleliving #wellness #selflove #yogamama #wildwomanmedicine #rewilding #wildfemininejournal #wildfemininerising #rewildingforwomen #womensupportingwomen #womenwritersofinstagram #womenwriters

“I have not a clue whether we humans will live for another 100 or 10,000 years. We can’t be sure. What matters to me is the fact we have fallen out of a very ancient love affair – a kind of dream tangle, with the earth itself. If, through our own mess, that relationship is about to end, then we need to scatter as much beauty around us as we possibly can, to send a voice, to attempt some kind of repair. I think of it as a kind of courting – a very old idea. This isn’t about statistical hysteria, it’s about personal style. Any other response is just not cool”.

:: Martin Shaw

#becool #beauty #beautyiseverywhere #carpediem #joiedevivre #slowliving #angelaboltz

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