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To the woman who’s been cracked open and gilded with grace… To the Kintsugi Woman rising into 2026 You didn’t just survive the year. You transformed You didn’t just mend, you SHINE You didn’t just show up, you SLEIGHED So here’s your reminder: You are whole. You are unstoppable. And 2026? It’s yours to claim. Sleigh, girl, sleigh, with your cracks, your crown, and your courage. We see you. We celebrate you. We rise with you. #SleighGirlSleigh #KintsugiWoman #2026Rising #Cr

Kintsugi is my superpower. It’s how I walk through the world, with visible seams, glowing with wisdom, resilience, and soul. I don’t pretend I’ve never fallen apart. I celebrate that I’ve put myself back together, with intention, with spirit, and with love. What Does It Mean to Have a Superpower? It’s not about flying or invisibility. It’s about what makes you you. What you’ve survived. What you’ve learned. What you give. For me, it’s the ability to turn pain into purpose. To

This Is my month to SHINE! I’m honoured to stand in the spotlight this September as the featured Kintsugi Woman in our GGCN Magazine.This issue carries my journey, and the spirit of healing through kintsugi. It’s a reflection of resilience, transparency, and BECOMING.Come follow my journey.Meet our Guardians of the Sacred #GuardiansOfTheSacred Wisdom Keeper and read articles from our Global Grandmothers’ Council Network Magazine.Subscribe and read our September issue, and j

Today, we celebrate you. Your laughter, your questions, your courage. Your messy buns and bold dreams. Your quiet strength and radiant joy. You are not too much. You are not too little .You are just right—a masterpiece in motion. Through every crack, every stumble, every scar, you are becoming. And like Kintsugi, your story is stitched in gold. You are the reason our circles glow. You are the reason our movements rise. You are the reason we believe in tomorrow. So dance.

This Is my month to SHINE! I’m honoured to stand in the spotlight this September as the featured Kintsugi Woman in our GGCN Magazine....

This Is Your Kintsugi Nudge A gentle tap on the heart. A golden whisper in the cracks. A reminder that your story matters, and your voice...

Equality Is a Circle, Not a Ladder We rise together, not by climbing over, but by lifting up. In this circle, there is no top, no bottom, only compassion, connection, and collective strength. We celebrate each other’s journeys, each other’s wins, and hold space for healing and growth.

Recover, Reclaim, RISE!  Mind. Body. Soul. Recover the pieces you thought were lost. Reclaim the truth of who you are. Rise in the gold...

A Virtual Hug for Every Kintsugi Woman Today, I’m sending you a deep, golden hug. The kind that wraps around your spirit and whispers:...

Don’t look too close unless you’re willing to see her: The woman who burns brighter because she broke. The one who loves deeper because...

Kintsugi Women You are the heartbeat of healing. You are the rhythm of resilience. You are the light that doesn’t fade, even when the...

Remembering the historical marginalization and exclusion suffered by individuals across diverse cultural landscapes, we stand together...

April is another month to begin again. Think about how you can embrace and evolve this month on your chrysalis journey as an empowered...

I offer this prayer to myself as a woman of love and self-compassion. May I be a beacon of hope in times of darkness, a reminder of the...

Bohemian? Kintsugi? Chrysalis Journey? Join Kalina

We weave a tapestry of empowered, spiritual femininity. Each thread is a reminder of our strengths, joys, and depths that define our...

I am here to walk beside you on your journey to self, take what you need from the vault of empowerment, love, and inspiration finding...

Breaking the silence, raising our voice and shining brighter together we are bolder, braver, Kintsugi Women, Kintsugi Daughters.

Before I was bold, I was curious. Before I was brave, I was questioning. Before I was whole, I was wondering what “whole” even meant. The little girl, the teenager, the young woman— each one asked, Who am I? What’s next? Is there more? And each one believed, even in the quiet, that more was coming—and it would be better. Today, I pause to thank them. Not just for surviving, but for dreaming. Not just for asking, but for listening. Not just for becoming, but for believing. Whi