9 & 10 June 2025
I’ve started to settle into an easy rhythm here, and once again, I find myself grateful for the quiet moments. Six hours at reception might sound long, but the time passes quickly. There isn’t much to do beyond checking guests out between noon and 1 pm and occasionally checking someone in. Since I need to stay at the desk the whole time, it’s become a sacred pocket of space — space I’ve needed to focus on the things that usually get pushed aside.
My blogging site is still down due to some glitch I can’t quite figure out, so while I wait for it to be fixed, I’ve been catching up on facilitator training videos and sketching out session plans for HeartSpace Alchemy.
Music will be at the heart of these sessions, so crafting the right playlists feels important — almost sacred. It took a few hours, but the flow came naturally, the tracks merging together as if they were always meant to carry this intention. Alongside yoga, breathwork, and other modalities, these playlists will guide people through emotional journeys — journeys of processing, remembering, integrating, and finally, embodying. Each step forward makes me more excited for these sessions, even though there’s still time before I’m back in India to bring them to life.
Finding a routine here at Dorms has also meant returning to my own morning yoga and breathwork practices. The terrace space isn’t perfect — mostly used by smokers — but it’s space to move, and I’m grateful for that. My new travel mat is working beautifully, actually better than a regular mat. In this humid heat, even the smallest movement turns into a full-on sweat session, and the mat’s grip is perfect.
I’ve also added resistance band training to my mornings. I’d been so frustrated at not getting any proper physical exercise, but after some research, I realized a resistance band was the perfect solution — cheap, portable, and effective. I was surprised at how well it worked; judging by my sore muscles after just one 20-minute workout, I’d call it a quiet revolution.
Later, after my shift ended, I had an online quantum shift session with my brother, Jakes. He’s become such a gifted facilitator, and I couldn’t be prouder of him. I didn’t have a pressing topic in mind at first, but through his guidance, we uncovered a few questions and began the session. Every time, I’m blown away by how deep we’re willing to go — into those hidden layers of our being — to shift, realign, and create space for something better.
For months now, I’ve been processing and healing parts of my own heart space, peeling back layers slowly and gently. This session took me into a part of my heart I had blocked off during a deeply traumatic event years ago. Opening that door again was overwhelming and raw, but it released something profound. The shift was immediate — a quiet, expansive sense of wholeness flooding my system like light breaking through a darkened room.
After resting and letting the emotions settle, I went for a quick walk to find something light to eat. I ended up at 7/11 with a bread roll and instant soup. As I browsed the drinks fridge, I burst out laughing at a bright green can with the name Kickapoo Joy Juice. What even is that? Energy drink? Soda? Whatever it is, that name would never make it past a Western marketing team — and I kind of love it for that.
