BLOG – Kristina Garla

Beautifully belonging

Beautifully belonging

My parents, and their parents, were displaced. Forced from their Lithuanian birthplace and their homeland. A result of Germany and Russia fighting ...

Memoir

The gift of suffering

My legs move up and down, my feet round and round as I pedal on the exercise bike in our little makeshift backyard gym. The sun is licking the floo...

Self care

Surviving and Thriving

A dear friend and I connected recently about sometimes feeling like we are surviving, but not thriving. She asked me to muse and write about this. ...

Meditation

Somatic Meditation

Somatic meditation is a healing and grounding earth connection practice. It is a meditation where we return to our beginning, again and again. Soma...

Self care

Tenderly Tethered

There is a beautiful string which tenderly tethers your awareness to your body. A thin thread, not dissimilar to the strands of a spider's silk. Be...

Self care

Unconditional Joy

There is a joy living deep inside us. It is always there no matter the circumstances. Like unconditional love, this joy requires no set circumstanc...

Grief

The Teachings of Tulips

Last week I ordered a bunch of tulips in honour of the memory of a friend. I remember them being one of her favourite flowers. She bought them for ...

Grief

Sculptor of the Heart

When your heart breaks open and falls to the ground in tiny pieces, the sculptor of the heart comes and gently gathers them. She picks up the bigge...

Life

I am enough

For sometime, I thought abundance was about more. More joy. More money. More of whatever it was I desired. This worked for me for quiet a while. An...

Life

Awakening abundance

I have been on a journey. It started with my relationship with money and has led to a connection with abundance. My trusted companions on this incr...

Grief

The wisdom of death

What is death but the breath of life. Death is perhaps one of our greatest teachers. It gives great clarity to what is important. It has a way o...

Self care

Writing from the body

Do you ever, while journalling, catch a small piece of yourself floating off and imagining someone else reading the words as you scribe them? ...

Life

Discovering Hado

Today I discovered a new word. I love words. I love language. And I love it whenever I discover a word I have not come across before. Today, it was...