Healing Collective Trauma in Our Stories

Self Discovery, Self Improvement, Self Love, Wellness

You might think I’m crazy for telling you this, story about healing collective trauma in our stories but I promise that what will drop into your being after reading this email may just be one of the most significant epiphany moments.

Hi beautiful, my name is Lumalia and I’m a beauty hunter, plot twist alchemist, and connection architect here at Celebrate Again, on a mission to create gardens of growth for humans to remember the magic of being alive through wellness experiences like my book, Blooming Upside Down, women’s retreats, my self care membership, and your body as poetry photography sessions.

Before writing this article, I had just done my first ever street fair booth here in Portland, (read more about that here, flash mobs and plot twist moments). Yes, there was a flash mob dance. AND hosted a secert party, that had amazing turn out but things didn’t go quiet as planned.

And that’s why where here. To share the magic of being on this human journey where we get to see, how, that’s what that part of the movie was for.

Healing Collective Trauma in Our Stories - My Story

What I didn’t tell you is that I spent hundred of dollars on my art booth and secert party I hosted last week.

What I didn’t tell you is that during my week of early bird sales, no one new applied to the retreat like I was banking on.

What I didn’t tell you is that no one bought any of the t-shirts I had spent 30 hours screen printing.

What I didn’t tell you is that no one new bought my book at either event.

What I didn’t tell you is that I’ve been in business for 17 years, and this year has been the lowest income year of my career.

Why didn’t I tell you any of that? Because I was ashamed. And I know now shame needs celebration to break, needs vulnerability. (another way we heal collective trauma)

So here I am, a business owner thousands in the red for 2025, and the year’s half over.

Pause, wait, it’s not about money.

Money is just an energy.

What it is about is how my biology has been stuck in this story:

To be responsible for providing an experience for clients means that I am somatically (on a body level) a prisoner to their desires and wishes. That I must at any point give up myself to serve them. (Ooph, relatable to having money and responsibilities for you too?) yet another healing collective trauma!

Dramatic right? I KNOW! It feels SILLY saying out loud.

But my level eight period pain that leaves me bedridden for 1/4 of the month, the cyst growing on my body, the rashes with no diagnosis that have been flaring in and out since I launched Blooming Caverns, will tell you it’s not.

And I believe my body, now.

I honor her stories.

Her wisdom.

My soul is here to remind us of:

Harmony (check out the Camellia flowers symbolism if this word resonates with you), beauty, and stepping into true authenticity as humans on this beautiful planet in this vast universe, where we aren’t just stuck but wildly belong and daily co-create (whether we are aware of it or not is our decision to make).

This is my calling healing collective trauma, this wild belief we don’t be long.

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But today, after stepping into my mentor’s new program, Obsessed, where we dove into quantum physics, double split theory, and the energetics behind getting in attuned to the magic of life, where there are no limits, and we are stuck in cycles of guilt, fear, and shame. (obviously it is incredible and if that speaks to you join here, the price goes up each regularly so snag before its at $1111),

I had this ephiphany moment.

None of my intentions have played out because I’ve been out of sync with my energy and my body, not because I’m wrong or bad. You see, that’s an easy answer; we’re accustomed to believing it.

You don’t get what you desire because you’re bad, wrong, or need punishment. No thanks, please. I’m not a little kid. (I’ll be sharing more on that probably in the next class I have.) You don’t because your intention is in dissonance.

And my intention wasn’t safe to experience in my body – dissonance.

You see, my work isn’t tangible like it used to be.

Hire me to photograph your wedding, and I will give you photos.

While yes, that’s part of it too, with my retreats and self-love photoshoots, it’s not as visible, because it’s life art.

It’s becomes visible to those around you,

to yourself with time,

when you go from waking up each morning

not feeling good in your body,

not feeling good in your relationships,

not feeling good in your life,

to waking up well, madly in love with it all.

It’s subtle how it happens.

And I cannot send you a certificate of completion because it’s a way of being, it’s a new layer of humaning you well, unravel, and settle into after being in the environments I’ve gardened for you to grow in.

You see, my body, the non-actions taken with no results from my work this past week, are holding a giant ass mirror to a dissonance in my body that is still operating from an old system where my gift ALSO lives. The one where I was a child of sexual abuse. My biology was set up to mean that I have to hold everyone’s experiences, emotions, and pleasures to belong.

But now, I get to unravel a new layer. One that rewrites how my body believes supporting people through my work doesn’t mean I belong to them or they belong to me in a prison mentality, it just means I am a light they enjoy hanging out with.

And yes, I’m here to guide you through experiences, connect with emotions and passions in a new way, and remind you of our divine belonging.

But it cannot come as well, most of humanity has forced things into existence, you know, like…

Through will power

Through control.

Through pushing (um hello abuse)

…all to feel safe and like we belong and can live in co-creation…when we already do.

My lived experience is just a reflection of a collective trauma.

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How we heal collective trauma: we start within

So I sat here beneath my willow tree in my backyard, imagining I am this green light, and people come and go to my light. I can neither be destroyed, taken, harmed, nor removed from belonging. I am energy more than I am matter.

And that is the magic of being human.

Everything else we get to do is a bonus.

As I did this, instantly, the normal clenching in my pelvis dropped.

Instantly, the weight lifted.

Now with this new awareness, with this visualization, I know now, I get to keep stepping back into harmony with my soul’s work.

I get to hold the door open for people to come dance in our lights together, to amplify,

spark,

and mirror back what we always forget, too often.

The only “curse” of being a human is our amnesia, but that is what my soul is here to do, be a living mirror to remember, a connection architect, a beauty hunter, so when we forget,

when we get distracted,

when we feel disconnected,

when trauma’s come up again,

We get to remember HOW MAGICAL it is to be alive through the experiences I’m creating, like Blooming Caverns, everything inside my Membership, and holding a reflection of you, like I share in my book Blooming Upside Down. Everything I feel called to create is this.

So I trust in the rewriting of my body’s memory. I trust that as I get to hold space for more people coming to Blooming Caverns Women’s Retreats, the Membership, and Blooming Upside Down,

every time is a time I get to see:

“Ah, this is just playing, not carrying.”

Every time you come into my world,

even here in these emails,

we get to remember it’s all meant for joy

to be

en-joyed.

Not holding each other.

Not carrying the heavy things.

Not overgiving and under receiving.

But in overflow, in the circuit with the beauty of life.

Until the next epiphany hits.

(which will probably be tomorrow lol)

Cheering us wild things on,

Lumalia

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Hey, I’m Lumalia, photographer, author, certified somatic movement yoga teacher, and the main voice behind Celebrate Again. I call myself a connection architect because I have a deep passion for guiding us all to fall back in love with life through states of beauty, but many of us are far from feeling at home in our own bodies, so we seek to find safety in others.

Yikes, that’s scary, I know; I did that for three decades, too, until I returned home to myself.

I’m so excited to share with you all I’ve learned and this beautiful journey back home to what makes you absolutely stunning just because you are alive today.