Holly E Sutherland

27/10/2025

22/08/2025

I grew up never being taught the importance of the 4 seasons of a woman’s cycle.

Like most of us, I learned early on that having a period was something to hide, something to be ashamed of.

Pain was “normal. Mood swings were a joke. Productivity was expected no matter what my body was moving through. Society taught me to silence my body instead of listen to it.

It wasn’t until my mid 30s that everything shifted. I began to truly understand how sacred our cycle is and how each season carries its own rhythm, wisdom, and power. I learned that my body wasn’t broken. It was simply asking me to honour it.

Working with my cycle instead of against it has transformed my life.

✨ My creativity flourishes in Spring.
✨ My magnetism blooms in Summer.
✨ My grounding deepens in Autumn.
✨ My clarity is reborn in Winter.

And now, I’m building my entire life and business around this truth…. creating space, income, and freedom in a way that allows me to honour my cycle instead of fight it. No more pushing against myself. No more burning out just to keep up.

What once felt like a burden has become my compass. A reminder that I was never meant to live like a machine, but as a woman, powerful, cyclical, whole.

And I can tell you… life feels entirely different when you stop fighting yourself and start flowing with the wisdom you were born with 🌹🩸🌸

06/08/2025

It hits hard. But it’s the truth.

Because if you don’t deal with the stuff you’ve been carrying
the anger that bubbles up too quick,
the control that kicks in when you feel unsafe,
the shutdown, the people pleasing, the guilt…
Then that stuff doesn’t just vanish.

It shows up in your parenting.
In how you talk to your kids.
In how you react when you’re tired, triggered, or touched out.
It all leaks out somewhere.

Your kids don’t just copy what you say.
They absorb how you feel.
They pick up on your patterns, your stress, your shutdowns.
Even the stuff you thought you’d buried deep.

And the truth is… I didn’t start healing early enough.
My daughters and my son have felt the version of me that was still stuck in survival.
The one who hadn’t yet unpacked her pain.
The one who was doing her best, but carrying way too much.

They’ve absorbed a version of me I wish they hadn’t.
And yeah, there’s grief in that.
Because I know they’ll have their own healing to do.

But now they also have a mum who shows up.
Who does the work.
Who breaks patterns instead of repeating them.
Who’s not perfect, but present.

That’s why I do what I do.
That’s why I’m so passionate about healing, energy work, and nervous system repair.
Because I want a different legacy for them.

They deserve it.
And so do I.

One conscious, messy, honest day at a time.