Hello. I am so glad you found your way here. Welcome.

My name is Rachael (she, her, hers) and I am here to am here to support the individual and collective healing and justice processes that birth something new with infinite possibilities and full of hope; something that embodies love and innate connection to self, body, intuition and relationship. I am also a mother and my journey and process of mothering inspired my own personal healing journey and motivates my engagement in building toward a better world.

We are birthing a culture where we are firm and clear in our inherent “enoughness” that has evolved beyond the structures that constantly lie about what we lack and how we are flawed.

We are birthing an ability to recognize how our past socialization impacts us and to be keenly aware of the need to attend to those deep wounds of racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, fatphobia and any other systems and ways of being that don’t honor everyone’s full and beautiful humanity. I am clear and committed in this work and trust this process, under the right conditions, to unfold toward healing, wholeness and transformation.

When we take responsibility to integrate our whole selves we are bringing an essential element of transformation into the world. I also understand that individual healing, although critical, is not enough because we still all live inside the systems that wounded us and the generations that came before us. I believe healing goes backward and forward in time and that when we can understand our wounding as a result of socialized separation and dominance and collectively disrupt those myths- a new world is here.
Do you want to be part of that? Join me!

In my first year of practice (starting year 3 now) I have came to see that not only can I bring healing and justice together- I must. I am in the process of exploring ways to bring an understanding of how oppression (racism, paternalism, toxic masculinity, homophobia, ableism and more) live in all of our bodies. Oppression isn’t just damaging for those who are being oppressed- it is toxic for everyone. Many white women I work with have an intense internalized sense of needing to be perfect and not allowing themselves to feel or express anger AND then feeling like they are bad or wrong or alone in that. This is the effect of both embodied white supremacy and patriarchy at work- they serve to split ourselves off from parts of ourselves and from each other and see everything through a binary, right/wrong, good/bad perspective.

I feel strongly about the beautiful and effective synthesis of the strengths of mindful somatic work integrated with a lens of systems of oppression to support people to heal from the toxic effects of developmental wounds AND oppressive systems by:
1) expanding our awareness of how we organize our experience;
2) creating new, more nourishing neural pathways through mindful, experiential processing;
3) accessing our intuitive wisdom;
4) integrating ALL of our many parts; and
5) cultivating embodied self- compassion
so we can be part of the movement toward collective liberation!

I love this work. It is so good for me; I need the help to remember to slow down, be curious and make space for what is present. I am truly honored to work with people who take on this challenging and beautiful path toward awareness and healing.

I started my practice as “Making Space Hakomi”. Through an in-depth process I came to see the word “Hakomi” as culturally mis-appropriated and do not feel in alignment in using that word in my business name. Want to hear more about why? Read more here.

I am influenced by the work of Lorena Monda, Rianne Eisler, adrienne maree brown, Resmaa Manakem, Sonya Renee Taylor, Ruth King, Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Joanna Macy, Ron Kurtz, Lyla June Johnson, Michelle Cassandra Johnson, Peter Levine and many more. I am so grateful for these many teachers. Special thanks to Turtle Tank for supporting me to uncover my radical purpose.

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Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.”
— Arundhati Roy