Hey                ,
I’m Sarah Kimberley.

I am meticulous about teaching you the sacred initiation of embodying your symptom wisdom. 

my love

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It’s one thing to overcome hopeless resignation of an ‘incurable’ prognosis...

...and it's quite another to exchange the coping of fixing, bandaiding, testing, supplementing and protocoling our healing, for the crunchy, awkward, totally exposing, discomfort of owning our responsibility in gathering and reparenting the lost & rejected parts of ourselves who show up in symptoms. 

Symptoms in our bodymind -- such as fatigue, pain, inflammation, bloating, rashes, infections, numbness, restlessness, stiffness, aching, burning, dizziness, hair that falls out, painful sex, painful periods, migraines, anxiety, kyphosis, scoliosis, you name it - the body shows it. 

SYMPTOMS IN OUR LIFE, such as debt, unavailable partners, instability & chaos in the home, and all the other ways we recreate childhood…

So, you may be wondering, how is any of this "wisdom"? To answer that question, here are a few things I believe...

is...

Furthermore, I believe:
The symptom is a strategy that protects me, speaks up for me and validates my world view back to me. 

Years of chronic symptoms, particularly the ones that seem to make no sense at all, can be our greatest teachers. 

Healing chronic symptoms has nothing to do with outside fixes, and everything to do with becoming the parent for ourselves we didn’t have. 

The parts of us who live in victimhood, entitlement, outrage, good-girling, avoidance aren’t the problem. The problem is we were taught to shame them instead of love and integrate them. 



It’s in the parts of ourselves that are the most difficult to love where we find the most wisdom.

Symptoms don’t punish us. I thought they did and carried this throughout my life, slowly making myself invisible (with physical, invisible illnesses to boot), looking for doctors - or partners- to save me from my suffering. 

How we move on the mat is equal to how we move out there in life, meaning, much of what we experience is a mirror.

First, no symptom is in anyone’s head. They’re real, they’re physical & our cellular, physical body takes the shape of our emotional pain & trauma. 

I am devoted to teaching you how to re-parent yourself.

Raised in two broken homes with daily psychological, emotional and physical neglect, I took on two distinct strategies- 1. Make myself quiet and invisible, and 2. Run.

Fleeing at the young age of 15, then leaving the country at 19 with my growing list of chronic diagnoses and “autoimmune disorders”, I became incredibly good at just-about-getting-by. 

I worked in exhausting jobs, jet set the globe, and stuffed down the pain with pills. Then I’d break down, get codependent, and always almost completely run out of money. This would then give me the adrenaline rush to switch back again, and so on and so on.








Eventually, for the first time in my life, I felt the emotional pain of everything that had led me to this point. I GRIEVED for my childhood. I got mad. I let the story run. I learned how to hold myself without pills or alcohol or a man or a parent. 

I healed my heart. My hips loosened. I stopped answering “how are you?” with a recount of the severity of each symptom. I found myself. I got off the pills. And little by little, I felt safe in my body, I felt guided and supported, I felt safe to use my voice and to be opinionated, playful, and my sexuality blossomed.

In 2020 I officially healed all chronic symptoms that were supposedly ‘incurable’ (read: profitable). I allowed myself to live fully-embodied, and continue to peel back the layers- to hear the little nudges of divine wisdom that pop up in a symptom here or there, with new initiations for me.






I’m not an enlightened 7D being. I’m messy. I binge netflix and don’t always wanna “do the work”.

in other words, I'm not perfect!!!
...and thank fucking god for that.

It wasn’t until I discovered metaphysics and the bodymind that I could finally see a new way forward, a different way to live that didn’t have to physically cripple me. 

Does my body hurt sometimes? Does she inflame when I don’t speak up? Does she hide with fatigue when life gets too much sometimes? Uhh YES. That’s how it works.

Little Sarah grew up very differently from how I live my life today.