Cosmic Caregiver Circle

You are not selfish for needing time to hear your own thoughts.

Caregivers often become fluent in everyone else's needs before they ever consider their own. This month, I want to disrupt that pattern. What happens when we turn the same compassion we share with others, inward?

Listening to Self doesn't always mean solitude or silence—it can also mean recognizing the wisdom behind your frustration, your tears, your body aches. It’s about tuning into your inner knowing before burnout takes over and demands rest.

As cosmic caregivers—whether to children, partners, clients, pets, or chosen family—we’re not just nurturers. We are translators of energy, containers of emotion, and boundaries-in-progress. And that work deserves replenishment.

This next month, explore this theme with softness. You don't have to overhaul your life. Just begin with one question:

What do I need to feel heard by myself today?

Welcome to the circle where fidget toys are sacred tools, meltdowns are normalized (for you and the littles), and we honor both the overstimulation and the overloving that comes with being a neurodivergent caregiver.

This space is for the ones parenting with tangled thoughts, scattered spoons, and deeply attuned hearts. For the ones who stim while breastfeeding. Who hyperfixate on parenting blogs at 2am and forget the school project at 8. Who want to raise conscious, whole humans while unmasking and reparenting themselves.

Here, we:

• Vent without shame

• Share tools that actually make sense to a spicy brain

• Hold space for meltdowns and miracle moments

You made it—and we’re so glad you're here. This is a soft, spicy, judgment-free space for the kinky, queer, neurodivergent, overstimulated, and endlessly evolving parents and caregivers who are doing their best to raise humans without losing themselves in the process.

Whether you're…

• Navigating meltdowns (yours or your kid's),

• Wondering how to balance autonomy and attachment,

• Craving sensuality but can’t remember the last time you peed alone,

• Or just tired of spaces that expect you to perform parenting “perfectly”...