Sometimes we think letting go means losing control. For me, it meant learning to trust myself. After losing my mum, opening myself back up to life felt frightening. Through breathwork, grief, and the love of the people who walked alongside me, I learned something that changed the way I live: whatever happens, I will be there for me.

A reflection on healing, letting go, trusting, and learning to live again — one breath at a time.

A veces creemos que soltar significa perder el control. Para mí, significó aprender a confiar en mí misma. Después de perder a mi Mamá, volver a abrirme a la vida me daba miedo. A través del breathwork, el duelo y el amor de las personas que me acompañaron en el camino, aprendí algo que cambió mi forma de vivir: pase lo que pase, yo voy a estar para mí.

Una reflexión sobre sanar, soltar, confiar y aprender a vivir de nuevo, un respiro a la vez.

This is the story of coming back to myself, finding my mum's love in a different way, and discovering that I can keep moving forward — one breath at a time. 🤍

My life was full of color, warmth, and love — until it changed in the blink of an eye. When my mom passed away from melanoma, grief hit me like a tidal wave. I held my breath, swung from a fragile string like a piñata, and struggled to find solid ground. Through pranayama, rebirthing, and Conscious Connected Breathwork (CCB) training, I’ve been learning to breathe again, to open to life, and to move forward step by step — carrying her memory with me while finding hope, presence, and love in the world once more.