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Stories of healing, boundaries, and becoming. For women told they were too much or not enough here, you are exactly enough. This is not about returning, but reclaiming the wild woman within
The Wax I Carried🧵
Have been dreaming vividly lately, fiercely, strangely, with messages that feel too symbolic to ignore. last night’s dream made me laugh and shiver all at once.
Have been dreaming vividly lately, fiercely, strangely, with messages that feel too symbolic to ignore. last night’s dream made me laugh and shiver all at once.
November 15, 2025 at 9:55 AM
The Wax I Carried🧵
Have been dreaming vividly lately, fiercely, strangely, with messages that feel too symbolic to ignore. last night’s dream made me laugh and shiver all at once.
Have been dreaming vividly lately, fiercely, strangely, with messages that feel too symbolic to ignore. last night’s dream made me laugh and shiver all at once.
The Boy Who Sang My Ancestors🧵
I dreamt I was in a garden babysitting a mixed heritage boy.
his mother disliked me.
she watched me watching her child the feminine shadow alive and well.
I dreamt I was in a garden babysitting a mixed heritage boy.
his mother disliked me.
she watched me watching her child the feminine shadow alive and well.
November 13, 2025 at 5:14 AM
The Boy Who Sang My Ancestors🧵
I dreamt I was in a garden babysitting a mixed heritage boy.
his mother disliked me.
she watched me watching her child the feminine shadow alive and well.
I dreamt I was in a garden babysitting a mixed heritage boy.
his mother disliked me.
she watched me watching her child the feminine shadow alive and well.
🧵Naked at the Gate A Dream of Fear, Freedom, and Rebirth
Last night I dreamt I woke up hungover in a room that held my child’s things but she was gone.
i stepped outside, undressed, thinking I was alone. but the garden was full of men.
Watching. Waiting.
Last night I dreamt I woke up hungover in a room that held my child’s things but she was gone.
i stepped outside, undressed, thinking I was alone. but the garden was full of men.
Watching. Waiting.
November 12, 2025 at 5:35 AM
🧵Naked at the Gate A Dream of Fear, Freedom, and Rebirth
Last night I dreamt I woke up hungover in a room that held my child’s things but she was gone.
i stepped outside, undressed, thinking I was alone. but the garden was full of men.
Watching. Waiting.
Last night I dreamt I woke up hungover in a room that held my child’s things but she was gone.
i stepped outside, undressed, thinking I was alone. but the garden was full of men.
Watching. Waiting.
#whatileftontheyogamat biggest lesson this year, stop giving so much of yourself to people who would not pour even a drop back. generosity needs boundaries too.
October 16, 2025 at 6:01 AM
#whatileftontheyogamat biggest lesson this year, stop giving so much of yourself to people who would not pour even a drop back. generosity needs boundaries too.
#whatileftontheyogamat
I left revenge on the mat today.
it never fit me anyway.
I used to run back to harm as soon as it smiled at me. Now I let distance do the healing.
karma does not need my help.
time is a better witness than anger.
peace is a long game.
I left revenge on the mat today.
it never fit me anyway.
I used to run back to harm as soon as it smiled at me. Now I let distance do the healing.
karma does not need my help.
time is a better witness than anger.
peace is a long game.
me.now
me.now
October 14, 2025 at 6:08 AM
#whatileftontheyogamat
I left revenge on the mat today.
it never fit me anyway.
I used to run back to harm as soon as it smiled at me. Now I let distance do the healing.
karma does not need my help.
time is a better witness than anger.
peace is a long game.
I left revenge on the mat today.
it never fit me anyway.
I used to run back to harm as soon as it smiled at me. Now I let distance do the healing.
karma does not need my help.
time is a better witness than anger.
peace is a long game.
#whatileftontheyogamat
sometimes the best thing someone can do for you is treat you so badly that you have no choice but to finally see them clearly.
it is a brutal kind of grace the kind that forces you out of delusion and into freedom. I left fantasy on the mat today.
sometimes the best thing someone can do for you is treat you so badly that you have no choice but to finally see them clearly.
it is a brutal kind of grace the kind that forces you out of delusion and into freedom. I left fantasy on the mat today.
October 14, 2025 at 5:32 AM
#whatileftontheyogamat
sometimes the best thing someone can do for you is treat you so badly that you have no choice but to finally see them clearly.
it is a brutal kind of grace the kind that forces you out of delusion and into freedom. I left fantasy on the mat today.
sometimes the best thing someone can do for you is treat you so badly that you have no choice but to finally see them clearly.
it is a brutal kind of grace the kind that forces you out of delusion and into freedom. I left fantasy on the mat today.
#WhatILeftOnTheYogaMat
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn:
I have realised balance is not about 50/50.
It is about knowing when to stop showing up for one sided things.
#WildWomanWithin #Boundaries #Balance
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn:
I have realised balance is not about 50/50.
It is about knowing when to stop showing up for one sided things.
#WildWomanWithin #Boundaries #Balance
October 10, 2025 at 6:27 PM
#WhatILeftOnTheYogaMat
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn:
I have realised balance is not about 50/50.
It is about knowing when to stop showing up for one sided things.
#WildWomanWithin #Boundaries #Balance
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn:
I have realised balance is not about 50/50.
It is about knowing when to stop showing up for one sided things.
#WildWomanWithin #Boundaries #Balance
#WhatILeftontheYogaMat
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn, it is called anger, I call it sadness that finally asked to be heard.
#WildWomanWithin #Healing #EmotionalAlchemy
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn, it is called anger, I call it sadness that finally asked to be heard.
#WildWomanWithin #Healing #EmotionalAlchemy
anger.call
October 10, 2025 at 6:24 PM
#WhatILeftontheYogaMat
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn, it is called anger, I call it sadness that finally asked to be heard.
#WildWomanWithin #Healing #EmotionalAlchemy
From the mat, where I learn and unlearn, it is called anger, I call it sadness that finally asked to be heard.
#WildWomanWithin #Healing #EmotionalAlchemy
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📝 400+ pages
🥀 urban fantasy
🌃 set in washington state
🔥 slow burn
🤍 romance and angst
🗡️ demons and vampires
📕 first in a duology
🔖 universal link: mybook.to/D3rL5
💌 itch.io link: rebecca-crunden.itch.io/the-wish-and...
📖 goodreads: www.goodreads.com/book/show/23...
🥀 urban fantasy
🌃 set in washington state
🔥 slow burn
🤍 romance and angst
🗡️ demons and vampires
📕 first in a duology
🔖 universal link: mybook.to/D3rL5
💌 itch.io link: rebecca-crunden.itch.io/the-wish-and...
📖 goodreads: www.goodreads.com/book/show/23...
October 9, 2025 at 12:17 PM
📝 400+ pages
🥀 urban fantasy
🌃 set in washington state
🔥 slow burn
🤍 romance and angst
🗡️ demons and vampires
📕 first in a duology
🔖 universal link: mybook.to/D3rL5
💌 itch.io link: rebecca-crunden.itch.io/the-wish-and...
📖 goodreads: www.goodreads.com/book/show/23...
🥀 urban fantasy
🌃 set in washington state
🔥 slow burn
🤍 romance and angst
🗡️ demons and vampires
📕 first in a duology
🔖 universal link: mybook.to/D3rL5
💌 itch.io link: rebecca-crunden.itch.io/the-wish-and...
📖 goodreads: www.goodreads.com/book/show/23...
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October 9, 2025 at 6:21 PM
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#whatILeftOnTheYogaMat
peace is not passive. it is the discipline of no longer reaching for what hurts.
peace is not passive. it is the discipline of no longer reaching for what hurts.
October 9, 2025 at 6:12 AM
#whatILeftOnTheYogaMat
peace is not passive. it is the discipline of no longer reaching for what hurts.
peace is not passive. it is the discipline of no longer reaching for what hurts.
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I am hereby formally asking the internet to stop adding terrible music to every video. Just … leave its original sound of animals or talking or laughter or whatever. Stop adding music that makes no sense just to add noise. I am BEGGING. 😭
October 8, 2025 at 12:57 AM
I am hereby formally asking the internet to stop adding terrible music to every video. Just … leave its original sound of animals or talking or laughter or whatever. Stop adding music that makes no sense just to add noise. I am BEGGING. 😭
#whatileftontheyogamat
I went to heal and found harm.
correction turned to control, silence became currency.
some yoga studios teach posture not presence
I went to heal and found harm.
correction turned to control, silence became currency.
some yoga studios teach posture not presence
October 8, 2025 at 5:29 AM
#whatileftontheyogamat
I went to heal and found harm.
correction turned to control, silence became currency.
some yoga studios teach posture not presence
I went to heal and found harm.
correction turned to control, silence became currency.
some yoga studios teach posture not presence
#whatileftontheyogamat belonging!
today I remembered how they used to corner me with their mats. I would move mine to another side.
they called it distance, it was survival for me. I left the need to belong where I wasn’t wanted.& found myself instead. not every room that smells like sage is safe
today I remembered how they used to corner me with their mats. I would move mine to another side.
they called it distance, it was survival for me. I left the need to belong where I wasn’t wanted.& found myself instead. not every room that smells like sage is safe
October 7, 2025 at 11:35 AM
#whatileftontheyogamat belonging!
today I remembered how they used to corner me with their mats. I would move mine to another side.
they called it distance, it was survival for me. I left the need to belong where I wasn’t wanted.& found myself instead. not every room that smells like sage is safe
today I remembered how they used to corner me with their mats. I would move mine to another side.
they called it distance, it was survival for me. I left the need to belong where I wasn’t wanted.& found myself instead. not every room that smells like sage is safe
#whatIleftOnTheYogaMatToday first daughters are trained to scan for storms.
I am teaching myself to notice the sunlight and rainbows instead
I am teaching myself to notice the sunlight and rainbows instead
October 7, 2025 at 10:43 AM
#whatIleftOnTheYogaMatToday first daughters are trained to scan for storms.
I am teaching myself to notice the sunlight and rainbows instead
I am teaching myself to notice the sunlight and rainbows instead
#whatileftontheyogamat
vigilance. I noticed how my body still checks for danger when it is quiet. how my shoulders lift, even when I am alone.
So I placed that vigilance beside the mat like an old tool I no longer need. it twitched. but it stayed there.
safety begins when i stop scanning.
vigilance. I noticed how my body still checks for danger when it is quiet. how my shoulders lift, even when I am alone.
So I placed that vigilance beside the mat like an old tool I no longer need. it twitched. but it stayed there.
safety begins when i stop scanning.
October 6, 2025 at 10:59 AM
#whatileftontheyogamat
vigilance. I noticed how my body still checks for danger when it is quiet. how my shoulders lift, even when I am alone.
So I placed that vigilance beside the mat like an old tool I no longer need. it twitched. but it stayed there.
safety begins when i stop scanning.
vigilance. I noticed how my body still checks for danger when it is quiet. how my shoulders lift, even when I am alone.
So I placed that vigilance beside the mat like an old tool I no longer need. it twitched. but it stayed there.
safety begins when i stop scanning.
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What I Left on the Mat 🧘🏻♀️
Healing is not always strength in motion. Sometimes it is restraint.
I did not fawn, I did not explain, I did not shrink. I just stayed with myself. Quiet. Steady. Unbothered.
The mat teaches. The body remembers.
#Healing #YogaJourney #WildWomanWithin #WhatILeftOnTheMat
Healing is not always strength in motion. Sometimes it is restraint.
I did not fawn, I did not explain, I did not shrink. I just stayed with myself. Quiet. Steady. Unbothered.
The mat teaches. The body remembers.
#Healing #YogaJourney #WildWomanWithin #WhatILeftOnTheMat
October 4, 2025 at 8:29 AM
What I Left on the Mat 🧘🏻♀️
Healing is not always strength in motion. Sometimes it is restraint.
I did not fawn, I did not explain, I did not shrink. I just stayed with myself. Quiet. Steady. Unbothered.
The mat teaches. The body remembers.
#Healing #YogaJourney #WildWomanWithin #WhatILeftOnTheMat
Healing is not always strength in motion. Sometimes it is restraint.
I did not fawn, I did not explain, I did not shrink. I just stayed with myself. Quiet. Steady. Unbothered.
The mat teaches. The body remembers.
#Healing #YogaJourney #WildWomanWithin #WhatILeftOnTheMat
What I left on the yoga mat this week: When people insult you, they reveal themselves:
~Mock your intelligence? You make them feel small.
~Pick at your appearance? They are jealous
Their insults are not mirrors. They are confessions. I leave them on the mat.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #WildWomanWithin
~Mock your intelligence? You make them feel small.
~Pick at your appearance? They are jealous
Their insults are not mirrors. They are confessions. I leave them on the mat.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #WildWomanWithin
October 4, 2025 at 7:38 AM
What I left on the yoga mat this week: When people insult you, they reveal themselves:
~Mock your intelligence? You make them feel small.
~Pick at your appearance? They are jealous
Their insults are not mirrors. They are confessions. I leave them on the mat.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #WildWomanWithin
~Mock your intelligence? You make them feel small.
~Pick at your appearance? They are jealous
Their insults are not mirrors. They are confessions. I leave them on the mat.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #WildWomanWithin
What I left on the mat today:
The performance of strength. I chose rest instead of pushing. Stillness is also progress.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #RestIsSacred #YogaHealing
The performance of strength. I chose rest instead of pushing. Stillness is also progress.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #RestIsSacred #YogaHealing
October 4, 2025 at 7:29 AM
What I left on the mat today:
The performance of strength. I chose rest instead of pushing. Stillness is also progress.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #RestIsSacred #YogaHealing
The performance of strength. I chose rest instead of pushing. Stillness is also progress.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #RestIsSacred #YogaHealing
What I left on the mat today:
Silence that was not empty, but full. A quiet reminder that I can trust myself.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #InnerPeace #WildWomanWithin
Silence that was not empty, but full. A quiet reminder that I can trust myself.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #InnerPeace #WildWomanWithin
October 4, 2025 at 7:28 AM
What I left on the mat today:
Silence that was not empty, but full. A quiet reminder that I can trust myself.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #InnerPeace #WildWomanWithin
Silence that was not empty, but full. A quiet reminder that I can trust myself.
#WhatILeftOnTheMat #InnerPeace #WildWomanWithin
What I Left on the Yoga Mat Today
Today the mat taught me that silence is a form of power
Today the mat taught me that silence is a form of power
October 2, 2025 at 2:55 PM
What I Left on the Yoga Mat Today
Today the mat taught me that silence is a form of power
Today the mat taught me that silence is a form of power
What I Left On the Yoga Mat:
What I left on the yoga mat this week, the urge to explain myself. I used to over share, justify, or fawn. This week I chose silence.
Silence is not weakness, it is strength. My peace does not need permission
What I left on the yoga mat this week, the urge to explain myself. I used to over share, justify, or fawn. This week I chose silence.
Silence is not weakness, it is strength. My peace does not need permission
October 2, 2025 at 2:44 PM
What I Left On the Yoga Mat:
What I left on the yoga mat this week, the urge to explain myself. I used to over share, justify, or fawn. This week I chose silence.
Silence is not weakness, it is strength. My peace does not need permission
What I left on the yoga mat this week, the urge to explain myself. I used to over share, justify, or fawn. This week I chose silence.
Silence is not weakness, it is strength. My peace does not need permission